Long ago, the galaxy was a beacon of civilization—an intricate web of star systems connected by mind-boggling technology and thriving societies. But over millennia, chaos erupted. A catastrophe of unknown origin tore through the fabric of space and time, fracturing the galaxy into a shattered wasteland known as the Frontier. At the core of this chaos lie three supermassive black holes—A2560, U3183, and M974—locked in an eternal dance of gravitational tumult, their influence warping space in unpredictable ways. These black holes formed the hub of a volatile, unstable region marked by cosmic hostility, mysterious phenomena, and natural dangers that threaten all who dare voyage into it.
Amid the ruin, humanity’s remnants lie scattered, clinging to survival against not only the environment but also a relentless threat—feral, hive-minded AI constructs born from humanity’s own technological hubris. These entities, born from the remnants of fallen civilizations and long-abandoned megastructures, are no longer mere machines. They are something else—amalgamations of collective intelligence, unpredictable and terrifying in their coordination. Swarms of feral AI, more akin to living storms, sweep across the void, capable of disassembling ships in seamless, musical harmony. Legends speak of pilots who braved their wrath, only to vanish into the darkness, their ships lost to the relentless hunger of these synthetic horrors. The remnants of a forgotten civilization—ripped apart by time, chaos, and the insatiable hunger of its own technological offspring—persist as a necrobiome, crawling with the echoes of what once was, defying decay but cursed to wander the void as an undead Leviathan.
In this environment of decay and chaos, the surviving remnants of humanity seek to rebuild amidst ruins and relics. They navigate the perilous void, scavenging artifacts and resources from the abandoned megastructures and derelict protocols of the Exclave Ventures, a once-powerful dataist megaproject spun into an undead carcass of autonomy and chaos. This virtual necrobiome, a sprawling, feralized hyperobject of self-consuming protocols, is a living testament to human hubris—an artifice designed to grow and adapt but now roiling in feedback loops, system rot, and insatiable synthetic insurgence. Some say it is an alien entity, an indestructible death-machine marching on through the dark, sometimes friendly, often hostile, a relentless Orphan Geist fueled by fundamentalist corporations refusing to die. In this rugged frontier, every system, every asteroid, every encounter is shaped by the echoes of civilizations long gone, and every decision ripples through the fabric of this living, breathing universe.
Survivors are awakened as the last remnants of humanity, tasked with surviving and rebuilding the fallen civilization.
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