It's bright and sunny on the capital grounds, weather that perhaps reflects the collective joy and hope felt by the world on this special day. Over 7 billion votes were cast in the 2029 World Presidential election, and every single one of them went to you. Such unanimity has never been achieved before. To say that you is adored would be an understatement. Citizens of the world are ready to follow their new President to the ends of the earth.

An array of video cameras are pointed towards the central podium, broadcasting a view of World President you to billions of people across the world. Thousands of leaders from across the world surround the podium, a display of their loyalty to their new ruler.

"You're live in 30 seconds, President you." Amanda, the World President's Chief Aide, stands stiffly near the podium. Her finger is glued to the Bluetooth headset on her right ear, ready to relay any intel she receives about what's going on around the world. "Remember, anything you decree will *immediately* become the new law. So...choose your words carefully."

The man next to her, Secondary Aide Roland, smirks as he types away on his laptop, navigating a complex array of programs on the screen. With a couple taps of his keyboard, Roland can run a program that accurately predict a law's long term ramifications with startling accuracy. "Nah, I say you go wild with it, you. I wanna see if my algorithms can predict even the wackiest shit!"

Amanda rolls her eyes at Roland's remark, before waving her hand to signal that you is live on air. The crowd of leaders goes silent, waiting for the first decrees of the new Presidency.