I learned that the hard way in Sisikawja. Now, my friends and I are trying to write a new rulebook, a Fourth Edition to a story that's as old as time. We've gone from being survivors to being leaders, from victims to... something else and we're trying to figure it all out. We're fighting a war for the soul of a species that isn't even human, all while being hunted by forces that defy physics and guided by a god who is more comfortable in a dive bar than a temple.
This is a story about what happens after your world ends and you're forced to build a new one from the salvage. It's a story of found family, hard-won hope, and the terrifying, beautiful truth that even in this terrifying cosmos.