The world had burned, drowned, and withered under the weight of its caretakers' failures. Now, only the cluster-towns remained, as artificial ecosystems floating in a sea of decay.
Zul'vora was different. The nursery-town was silent, pristine, and emotionless. The children were raised by robots, in a way only programming could allow. No parents. No past. Just rhythm, routine, and the distant promise of Zul'Veraxx
They all dreamed to grow and start their journey towards the legendary tech-hub said to hold the key to Earth's rebirth.
Every child knew the ritual. On their tenth birthday, they were summoned to the Hall of Echoes to receive their family heirloom box The "gift" was a container of trinkets and relics left behind by parents they never knew.