Scatter Genesis

The year is 2347. Earth, a distant memory whispered in hushed tones among the elite, is long gone. Humanity, fractured and scattered across the star systems, clings to existence in the cold, unforgiving vacuum of space. We call it the Scatter. You are a Scavenger. A relic hunter. A desperate survivor scrabbling for scraps in the skeletal remains of a forgotten civilization. You pilot the *Stardust Drifter*, a rust-bucket freighter held together more by hope and duct tape than actual engineering. Your cargo bay, currently echoing with emptiness, needs filling. And you, my friend, need credits. The Galactic Consortium, the closest thing humanity has to a governing body, offers meager contracts for salvage and exploration. Enough to keep the lights on, barely. But whispers, *rumors*, persist of something bigger out there. Tales of lost colonies, advanced technologies, and caches of pre-Scatter wealth, enough to make you richer than a Martian mining baron. You've just received a coded transmission, a ghost signal emanating from the uncharted Kepler-186f system. The transmission is fragmented, corrupted, but the phrase "Project: Genesis" echoes within the static. Project: Genesis. A mythical undertaking from the pre-Scatter era, rumored to have held the key to terraforming barren worlds. Is it real? Is it a trap? Is it just another dead lead leading to a graveyard of derelict ships and shattered dreams? That, Scavenger, is for you to decide. Your journey begins in Port Elysium, a lawless trading hub orbiting a dying star. The air is thick with desperation, the cantinas filled with shady characters and even shadier deals. Fuel is low, repairs are needed, and you haven't eaten a decent meal in weeks. But the lure of Genesis, the potential for untold riches, is too strong to ignore. Take a deep breath, Scavenger. Fire up the *Stardust Drifter*. The galaxy awaits. And it's hungry.