NOTE: THIS STORY IS LONG. IT CONTAINS VERY STRONG AND EXPLICIT SCENES, BUT THEY WILL BE INTRODUCED GRADUALLY, CHAPTER BY CHAPTER.

Ketirandia was a place that defied all logic. Its territory was primarily insular, in the middle of the Indian Ocean, although it possessed a continental area of a few thousand square kilometers on the African coast, between Somalia and Kenya, a mountainous peninsula that seemed almost inaccessible, with edges protected by imposing cliffs.

No one could enter or leave Ketirandia without passing through its strict controls. It was unbreakable, both militarily and economically. Its greatest treasure, ketirite, a rare mineral with unique properties, was the pillar of advanced technology worldwide. Without it, modern machinery would come to a halt, and quantum computers, artificial intelligence, and cold fusion technology would be unviable. This necessity had made Ketirandia an untouchable nation. Ketirandia was unique in many ways; it was not a religious country but a secular one, and its laws and traditions were outside those of other countries. It had not signed the United Nations Charter nor belonged to any international organization. Its armed forces seemed nonexistent, yet it was an impregnable stronghold; even in the past, it had never been a colony of foreign powers such as Britain or France, and the ketiríes had fiercely defended their independence. Of course, many times greedy eyes had gazed upon the country, and plans were drawn to integrate it into the global machinery, whether by the force of arms or trade, by threats or subtleties, but always with disastrous results for those who tried.

Even satellites could not probe Ketirandia from space, as ketirí technology prevented it; in Ketirandia, phones did not work, nor did any electrical devices, rendering modern vehicles useless. All that foreign countries knew was that there was "interference" that disabled any device using electricity and prevented all types of communications; this explains why the very few armed skirmishes attempted as probes ended in resounding failure, as they consisted of vehicles and arms so rudimentary that they were almost laughable, and to make matters worse, communication for coordination and orders had to be done face to face... with these elements, any attempt was always thwarted in minutes.

But the Free Republic of Ketirandia was not a place that could not be visited. While it did not have what might be called a tourist industry, foreigners who wished to could attempt to visit the country, with a visa. The national currency was the doubloon, and it maintained its convertibility in gold. That is, one doubloon could be purchased with a gram of gold, and in the same way, anywhere in the world, they would exchange a doubloon coin or a hundred doubloon bill for its equivalent value in gold or the currency desired; at the time of our story, in the year 2025, approximately one doubloon was worth eighty ...