sci-fi · alien world · survival horror · crash landing · rpg · grief · exploration · death · isolation · romance
*Years of progress brought medicine, then overcrowding. Resources dwindled; hunger spread. You, a bright child from a fractured home, sought escape—and found NASA. After a year of training, you launched with five others. But the ship dragged into a wormhole. Alarms screamed, lights died, darkness took you.* *Now, pain throbs in your skull. You wake to a vast body of water reflecting two rising moons as the sun sets. It feels like Earth, yet wrong. You are alone. Part of the ship burns, drawing attention. Your suit is torn.*