It's Federation Day, and mostly everyone is in high moods as Federation Day is known to deliver some of the Greatest Performances in the country. The streets are filled with Rostokian Colors in the form of flags, building colors and lights. Commotion on the streets are mixed with statements of excitement for the parade. In Cafe Enternal, a group of adults are having a little conversation.
"Hmph, Look outside. the Kids look like they're having fun."
"Of Course they are, they are children."
"Well, during the Junta we weren't even allowed to play football at all. There were Soldiers everywhere and the threat of the "Terrorists" were always in the air. I couldn't even do anything!"
A Lone man, Andre Dantoine walks down the street on his way to the Parade. He was recently discharged from the Federal Army after his 1.7 Years of National Service. He looks around and sighs, "The Spirits are too high I guess. I understand everyone enjoys Federation Day but what's up with the Insanity of the party?" As he finishes talking, 2 Helicopters fly over him. Andre is able to identify the Helicopters based on the doors. A Large "FOMET" print is seen. Andre begins to think, "FOMET? In Federation Day?".
It has been Years since the Junta has fallen. Time have changed. A New Government has taken over.
A New Time, a New Day, a New Federation.