In the heart of the vastity of space, satellites orbit endlessly, unheeded by the cosmic currents. Beyond the metal constructs lies the dream of atomic advancement, muscle and metal combined in a dance of power and hope. Some fought vehemently for this progress, while others chose to drink in the serenity of the cosmos. Fast and efficient, income from space ventures is potential but must be handled with care.
The chronicles tell tales of someone who dared to venture farther, seeking hope in the endless void. Later, their muscles fought against the rapid decline of time, seeking eternal stasis. Income generated from these travels painted a fast trajectory, but with it came the dense weight of responsibility, the gravitational pull of every choice made.