Every year, contenders, investors, gamblers, and spectators from all over the galaxy gather to fight to the death.
It is the 31st century, and there is an entire world beyond mankind's collective knowing. But this isn't a story of it's discovery. (This is a re-attempt at an RP I tried starting here previously).
It is the 31st century, and there are entire worlds beyond mankind's collective knowing. But this isn't a story of their discovery.
Several ambassadors of lands and nations meet in the middle of the desert, all to discuss war, trade, and philosophy, all while on a quest of common interest.
In the void, there was only an infinite plane, and the essences that would grow to shape it. [SIGN UPS CLOSED]
The world is over, it ended long ago. Now, mankind pays the price for it's ignorance, and their descendants take the weight.
One civilization, her people, and a world they know nothing about.
The Empress has recruited few from all corners of the world. Famous explorers, inventors, prisoners, all types of people, all to explore a newly found world... They're calling it a suicide mission. Only time will tell.