MY 40 YEARS OLD

The Book: My 40 Years Old In the year 2145, aging is no longer a milestone—it’s a data point. Douglas, an archivist in New Montreal, has turned forty for the seventh time. His life is a perfect loop, curated by the Memory Syndicate, where reflection is forbidden and forgetting is mandatory. But when he discovers a forbidden book—My 40 Years Old, written in his own hand—his world fractures. The pages speak to him from another timeline, revealing a woman erased from history, a daughter sold as a memory, and a truth powerful enough to collapse the system that controls time itself. As Douglas follows the trail of the vanished Elara through the neon ruins of a city built on stolen memories, he uncovers the Syndicate’s greatest secret: humanity’s past has been monetized and love itself has become premium content. Haunted by echoes of forgotten lives, he must choose between obedience and rebellion, between the comfort of ignorance and the agony of remembrance. My 40 Years Old is a dystopian science‑fiction thriller about memory manipulation, identity, and the courage to rebuild truth

The Author’s Preface Author’s Note: Building on Truth Writing My 40 Years Old is an extension of my worldview. As a real estate investor and author, I have always believed that the places we inhabit define who we are. But beyond the walls and foundations, there exists a deeper structure: our memory. This book was born from a reflection on what I call Active Dignity. In my career as a landlord, I have seen that providing high-quality housing—with beautiful light, pristine bathrooms, and noble materials—is not enough if the occupant lacks the pride to build their own history within those walls. "Passive Dignity" is a fragile gift; "Active Dignity" is a conquest. Douglas, the hero of this story, is an archivist who treats memories like properties. He realizes that the Syndicate has renovated reality on the surface but allowed the foundations of humanity to rot by suppressing its past. Through his journey, he wanted to explore the idea that we are all the property managers of our own time. This story is dedicated to those who refuse shortcuts—to those who believe the value of a life is measured by the quality of its memories, even the painful ones. Because in the end, we are not what we forgot; we are what we chose to rebuild. Jaredel Tshilombo April 2026

JAREDEL TSHILOMBO Publishing