Remnants of a Daydream

[Wulthus]

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EPISODE ONE

Scene 7 - ,,Hope dies last."

So I say to you,
Ask and it will be given to you;
search, and you will find;
knock, and the door will be opened for you.

-“No signal found. Cycling frequencies.” TAVIA announced, again and again, in her never changing, cold, robotic voice.


Faith – what a difficult concept. How can you explain faith to a virtual entity living inside a machine? A world where the difference between existence and non-existence is not at all blurry? It’s a common thought that faith is nothing but a reliance on superstitions, developed for compensating from the humanity’s lack of understanding on how the world around them works. Quite the opposite, actually. It’s the coping mechanism, which sprung out the very moment that understanding was gained. What was the lesson learned? That man will never fully grasp how the vast universe he was sentenced to dwell in, changes. Things just … happen. With his predatory eyes placed in a field of vision so pathetic, humans simply must believe a world exists outside of their senses. Forces big and small, known and unknown, rule their lives, with no care to whether little man acknowledge their existence, or not. Things happen, regardless of our wishes and efforts. Things also ... don’t happen, regardless of our wishes and efforts.

How did Alexander remember, after all these years, the unusual route O’Rhu pilots take to trespass the Sigma-13 system? How on earth they managed to find a single life pod in the depths of Crow Nebula, with TAVIA interface still functioning? And most importantly, what forces caused the pod to eject itself, against the will of the Sakir’har crew? Those questions may remain unanswered forever. For Alexander, however, the answer was… a sheer of good luck. And so, for hours he listened, hoping that his luck was not exhausted as of yet, and at least one fellow operative is out there, reaching out. So far, there was only silence. A hopeless silence on every channel, be it general and emergency, traffic or social…

One could think that TAVIA surely deserves a brake. So far, her help was invaluable to the party. Dragons’ technical experience with The Order technology paired with Unioner’s still valid credentials helped uncover everything about the Sakir’har that could have been uncovered from this lonely device, and her immediate fate. That is the crew manifest, bits of last aired messages, and, most importantly, a dead reckoned position of the ship itself.

Time of idleness was, however, up. Multiple patrol units reported that the ever- renegade Naval Forces operatives were finally clear of the sector. The final search would commence today. This time, without the comforting assistance of a well-equipped, and well-armed cruiser. Just two fighters – he and his new friend, Shizumo, honor bound to solve this mystery.

Fate of a crew, stuck for months aboard a gunship, suffering from catastrophic decompression, is nothing short of unimaginable horror. Whatever horrors they have faced, they were about to be uncovered...

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