I would like to hear some of your thoughts on the first chapter of a new series I'm working on. Honest and open thoughts, ideas are welcome. Chapter 1: The Gasping World The air in Neo-Veridia was a meticulously curated illusion. It was a symphony of whirring filters, hissing purifiers, and the ever-present hum of life support, a constant lullaby that masked a pervasive, insidious threat. Outside the shimmering, reinforced domes, the world was a husk, choked by an enemy so fundamental it was almost unthinkable: oxygen. Not the life-giving breath of old, but an overabundance, a poison that leached vitality from cells, accelerating decay, turning flesh to dust and bone to brittle chalk. This was the Unseen Rot, a silent plague that gnawed at the foundations of humanity, a truth too terrifying to confront, too inconvenient to acknowledge. Within the sterile embrace of the sealed city, life was a study in controlled precision. Every molecule of air was accounted for, scrubbed, analyzed, and recirculated. The citizens moved through their days in a state of perpetual, low-grade anxiety, a primal fear of the very medium that sustained them. The outside world, a hazy, indistinct expanse visible through the reinforced panes, was a subject of morbid fascination and hushed warnings. It was the realm of the Rot, a dangerous, decaying entity that the city’s engineers, its scientists, its very existence, were dedicated to warding off. Mara Calder knew this world intimately. Her life was a tapestry woven with the threads of Neo-Veridia's lifeblood – its air. Her parents, Elias and Lena Calder, were not mere citizens; they were architects of the city’s breath, atmospheric engineers whose lives were dedicated to the intricate dance of filtration, pressure regulation, and oxygen scavenging. Their faces, often illuminated by the cool glow of diagnostic screens, were etched with the strain of their constant vigilance. Mara, a creature of this meticulously managed environment, lived with a naive faith in their ability, in science's ultimate triumph over this creeping desolation. She believed, with the unwavering conviction of youth, that her parents’ work, the tireless efforts within their sterile laboratories, would ultimately forge a path to salvation, a future where humanity could once again breathe freely.