The Chronicles of Titania: Book 1

The Chronicles of Titania: Book 1 is a shard is.

Location
This shard can be found inside an area controlled by Tyger Claws. It will be most likely stumbled upon during the Gig: Troublesome Neighbors inside the arcade room on a chair seat.

Another copy can be found upstairs at Kerry Eurodyne's villa, on a table in the room with white sofas. This room is visited automatically after meeting Kerry during the Holdin' On quest.

Transcript
"You haven't an idea what you're talking about," the green-haired woman snorted and mockingly smiled. "I've visited many worlds, each built on a lie. All. Although... this might be the first time I've seen its people so stubbornly close their eyes to it."

Visan felt a rage rise inside of him. "How dare this woman, an outsider to the utopia of Titania, so harshly criticize a system that has guaranteed the happiness of millions? he thought to himself.

"If anyone is blind here it's you," Visan finally erupted "Titania knows no inequity, no scarcity! For the first time in human history, everyone belongs to the privileged class!"

The woman smiled softly with a mischievous twinkle in her amber eyes.

"Is that so? she asked, "And your work at this... cannery? Why are you unhappy there?" Visan forced himself to remain calm and, in truth, he wasn't sure why the stranger's comments had made him so upset. Perhaps it wasn't the foreigner's fault she could not comprehend that humankind had finally achieved the ideal society. Her home, as she described it, resembled a primitive world, one long tainted by the stain of feudalism. In a sense, she was like a child. Intelligent, yes, but ignorant and self-righteous to a fault.

"There must be a group within society responsible for this type of work," Visan explained.

"Thankfully, due to the advancement of robotics, the means of production have become fully automized and shifted away form our hands. We now serve only in supervisory roles. So to answer your question, no, I'm not unhappy. The robots do my work for me.

Wait... you do know what robots are right?"

"Of course, I do. We have something similar, only made from clay and stone," the lime-haired woman replied, still with a smug tone in her voice. "Very well, your world has done away with work done by hand. But if that is the case... does that not mean workers such as yourself have lost their former value? Are you suggesting there are none who govern your progress from above your standing, who determine your responsibilities?"

No response. The woman's golden eyes flashed as she laughed at Visan's confused, flustered silence.

"My apologies," the stranger's lips curled into an embarrassed smile. "Maybe you are on 'equal' member of this corpo...corporation...? But, of what I've seen here... nothing about it matches what you have described."