Ziton Corp, a plutocratic rule, their power absolute, the world their tool. The federation, their façade, A union of states, controlled by their nod. From high-end Xtasis, the upper class reign, Investors and contributors, their lineage sustain. Middle class with important jobs and great pressure, lower class in the Rim, left with lesser. Corporate capitalism, their economy, arcana stones their prized monopoly. Exporting tech and weapons, import rights to mine, Ziton's reach, all other brands intertwined. But under the city, a darker side, hazardous labor and living conditions to abide. The rich get richer, the poor left behind, Ziton's experiment, a fate one might find.