Introduction: What if the flame had survived?

In our world, Leon Trotsky died in exile, murdered by Stalin’s assassin in a quiet corner of Mexico City in 1940. His dream of a workers’ revolution—pure, international, democratic—was buried with him.

But not in this world.

Here, the blade misses. The assassin is unmasked. And the fire that flickered in Trotsky’s eyes becomes a wildfire that sweeps across Mexico.

🌎 It is 1942.
As World War II rages and fascism stalks the Earth, Mexico rises in revolution—not under Stalin’s shadow, but under Trotsky’s vision. The Mexican Workers’ and Peasants’ Republic is born. Red banners fly over oil fields, factory councils seize the means of production, and cries of “Permanent Revolution!” echo through the streets of Mexico City.

But utopia does not come easy.

Caught between the ambitions of Washington, Moscow, and Beijing, Latin America becomes the first battlefield of a Cold War that hasn’t even begun. The revolution spreads—and then turns on itself. Trotskyists. Stalinists. Maoists. All once comrades. Now enemies. Ideologies fracture. Alliances betray. And the streets run red.

From the jungles of Chiapas to the plazas of Buenos Aires, from Havana’s prisons to Peru’s scorched highlands—socialism devours its own children.

Over six decades, this world is forged in revolution, betrayal, and ashes.

This is not the story you learned in school.
This is the third flame—
And it burns everything.