An artificial moon. A final, desperate promise of survival.
We had the technology, but our home was lost. Eons ago, we fled aboard a savior made of steel and titan, with a single goal: to find a new world.
But the millennia shattered the ship. Control was lost. The purpose was forgotten.
Now, amidst the galactic silence, the quiet is broken.
"Awake"
A whisper slowly turning into a scream inside your head.