Regardless of the power any faction wielded, having a base on Earth was mandatory to be taken seriously. In truth, most factions controlled multiple settlements across the solar system, with their Earth bases often little more than a formality. Yet, it was a rule everyone followed.
And, of course, simply having a base on Earth wasn't enough... It had to be situated in a specific location.
'Heavens…' Ava gulped audibly, her eyes narrowing to the size of needles as she glanced at Michael.
"When we formed the faction, I thought we'd go far, but... I can't believe it. We're really at the peak."
She wasn't the only one mesmerized by the sight.
The location was atop a towering mountain, where a colossal tree loomed. Its form bathed in golden light, with millions of branches stretching in every direction, golden leaves swaying gently in the fresh breeze.
