Everything is big. If it is not, it doesn’t exist because it is not recorded. The FOMO is real.

Buildings are built with the intent of towering over the one next to it, and needles are installed on all of them. Russogermany currently holds the record of the tallest creation, the Mittelfinger, and its pointed tip scratches the ozone layer. Its citizens brag to all their friends in the Euroasian Union about their bigbigbig country and bigbigbig buildings.

Their skin cancer rate is at 50%. It’s the highest percentage in the world.

China attempts to build through the ozone layer. 4,003 workers die in the process and the building collapses because the materials used react negatively with O3. Researchers start to investigate how to overcome the Ozone Dilemma and begin suggesting shooting alpha particles to create a sufficient hole for the building. Activists protest the death of the workers. They disappear soon enough.

Russogermany never reported their death rate. It wasn’t significant enough to mention.

The Earth is cracked. No one knows what it means. No one really cares enough to heed the signs when the signs tell them they're wrong.

People build around the fault lines, and attempt to lay down more cement in the case that they do build on the cracks.

This is a stupid idea. Cement won't stop the Earth from moving. But the Earth won't stop people from scheming.

Thickthick leaves as large as a person breach through the ground. They smell of a cloying sulfur. A chemical analysis suggests that they contain high levels of nicotine.

These leaves are not significant right now, to clarify; at the moment the ground has been rumbling for as long as anyone can remember. Tectonic plates slide almost entirely over each other in a matter of days.

It is important to know that the leaves are here, though; they are the marks of evolution, and they have no sympathy for humans to deteriorate with them.

The sky is choked and the ground coughs up blood. The world has cracked into Shards, and nations do not exist now. The giant white-gray plants, the Morfolia, begin to break through the Earth more and more frequently. Pistils and stamens interlock across the Shards above boiling lava, the only connections between the fragments of the shattered world.

Architects lament the deterioration of their buildings. The Mittelfinger tipped over recently and has already bubbled into magma. There is no Dilemma to solve here, because no one wants to articulate the fact that they must overcome the Earth’s fury.

The environmental scientists can finally scream about climate change in peace, if only because the people who silence them aren’t there anymore.

Biologists sit this one out. All parts of the plant are too tough to penetrate.