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In a time passed, the wayfarer race of Nomai happened upon many a verdant world, glittering with life. They befriended all those who would sail among the stars beside them, wishing nothing more than to experience the Cosmos. And so it was; a collage of folk, far flung across galaxies, for eons. Until the galaxies began to dim.
Like distant fireworks, the night sky blossomed with finality; slow at first, then over millennia building to a riptide of loss prepared to wash even the photons and stardust away. It was no great evil of unnatural darkness. The Nomai knew this the best. A weary old girl, the Cosmos was, and its time to rest was soon.
In this time of faded sparkles did a single clan vanish - the only known incident of its kind. Nomai and Nomai-friend alike searched for a generation, then two, then a dozen more - until Escall's Vessel became legend. The lost Vessel left no trace, gave no warning. All protocol was thrown into the solar wind. What did they witness to drive such a dire decision?
Two hundred thousand years passed, and the few Nomai still venturing beyond the red-dwarf sanctuaries happened upon a fragment of wonder. A crack in spacetime between spines of astral amethyst, like thin roots breaking through concrete. They did not get a chance to scan beyond the horizon. And curiously, no signal happened upon their instruments. A single figure was flung from the lavender abyss - before the coiling astral-roots closed the wormhole forevermore.
In time, this figure came to be known as the Last Nomai-friend - the Voyager. She was a curiosity, not so different from the eons of stories Nomai had collected over the course of time. And she would not be so special - if she did not find her own curiosity, in the tale of Escall's Vessel. Possessing a unique ability (which the Nomai, undistracted by the looming darkness of the universe, could not help but experiment upon endlessly), she was able to find thin clues left in the wake of that tragedy... and ventured out to answer a burning question.
The Violet Voyager never returned from her mission. She was thought lost to the same beast as Escall and his clan. But as the universe spun down and the darkness encroached, all life huddled around smoldering campfires... somewhere, the Voyager's ears were lifted by faint twangs of a banjo, and the aroma of burnt marshmallows.This game has more meaning to me than I can express. And my amazing friend Daniel created this beautiful tribute, starring Rias in a simple Nomai spacesuit. I adore this so much.
Story is original, by me.
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