Imagine a world lit only by fire. The first city is not yet a dream. On a grassy floodplain, a small band huddles at dusk, the scent of smoke and roasting grain clinging to their cloaks. Here, a revolution begins not with a bang, but with a seed. With fire tamed and harvests saved, humanity paused. We planted. We created surplus. And that surplus gave rise to everything that followed. Along th...
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