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“We learn to switch engines.”… Aya called them The Two Engines of Civilization. Competition. Cooperation. Both running. Both overheating. ⸻ The Osaka skyline flickered with data — not neon ads anymore, but real-time supply-chain maps. Semiconductors. Lithium. Rare earth metals. AI compute capacity. Tatsuya leaned over the balcony and said, “Feels like the world is splitting into teams.” Aya shook her head. “No. It’s worse. The world is splitting into layers.” She pulled up two dashboards. Layer One: Competitive World Trade barriers rising. Tech sovereignty policies multiplying. AI export controls. Defense spending trending upward. A notification popped up: Geoeconomic rivalry now ranked top global risk. Aya didn’t need to read it twice. The world was moving toward fragmentation, with leaders expecting a more divided, multipolar system in the coming decade. And business cooperation was already eroding — ex...

But because reality required it.… The conference room in Singapore was set for three meetings, but only two chairs were placed at the center table. Aya noticed it immediately. “Symbolism,” she muttered. “Or denial.” Tatsuya adjusted the wall display — a live feed showing tariff curves, maritime incident density, and atmospheric methane anomalies layered over shipping routes. “Or bandwidth limits,” he said. “Bilateral negotiations are just low-latency diplomacy.” 1️⃣ The Bilateral Moment The first session was a closed-door U.S.–China technical working group. The agenda looked deceptively narrow: rare-earth export controls, AI safety guardrails, and maritime deconfliction. That narrowness was intentional. In recent years, bilateral talks between the two powers had repeatedly produced fast, temporary stabilizers: • Short-term tariff reductions to cool trade wars • Temporary trade truces lasting months to a year •...

He turned away, blending into the shadows of the terminal, leaving the activists standing in a silence that felt heavier than the one they had arrived with.… The sun dipped low over the terminal, casting long, amber shadows that stretched across the “Prevent Global Warming” sign like a final, desperate plea. The six members of the Green Pulse collective were packing up, their voices hoarse. They had spent the hour oscillating between the melting permafrost and the local debate on migrant housing—a broad, dizzying agenda that left them feeling more like echoes than agents of change. As the last megaphone was clicked off, an elderly man shuffled into the square. He wore a coat that had seen better decades, but his eyes held a piercing, analytical clarity. “Science is nonsense,” he croaked, his voice cutting through the evening chill. “We’re wrapped for the day, sir,” replied Hana, the group’s youngest member, already u...

Everyone owes everyone now.… In 2026, nobody said “power corrupts” anymore. They said: Power invoices. ⸻ Tatsuya first saw the ledger on a regulatory dashboard. Not money. Not votes. Obligations. Every time a system scaled— Every time a model crossed a billion users, Every time an API shaped a national election cycle, A new line appeared: Liability exposure Regulatory surface area Democratic risk multiplier Public trust debt ⸻ Across the Pacific, AI companies weren’t just building tools anymore. They were funding political movements. Some funded stricter regulation. Some funded looser regulation. Because influence was no longer about markets. It was about who writes the rules of reality. In early 2026, an AI company donated tens of millions to political groups supporting AI regulation, while rival groups backed by other tech leaders pushed for lighter oversight—turning regulation itself into a competitive battlefield. Influence had become ...