Earth has fallen. It's dwellers—beyond saving. All have succumbed to the filth of below. But above, the Starway shines.
Out there, new worlds blossom: pure and good.
Holy.
The Father of Lights lifted his sons into the skies, beyond the barrier of the impassable firmament. It was that Godwonder that brought the first starship to blaze the heavens.
And the Holy Voice declared:
"Ye are elected—called out of a corrupted world to the Neo Genesis. Go forth and adorn My Mansion. I have elected thee with the wisdom and mind of Above. Let thy works be a sign to the Earth that the Kingdom of Space has manifested the mysteries of Heaven. Stars shall rekindle and old things made new. Let the Starway guide thee, for I am He who guideth it."
The Starway Prelude is coming: the foundation of a sci-fi fantasy adventure that juxtaposes the darkness of futurism with the hope among the stars.
For a long time, I've wanted to write a sci-fi story that mixes modes of the past, present, and future. A tale as old as time and as ageless as the heavens. Words that speak from yesterday to today for tomorrow.
Some find their calling in commentary.
Mine is story.
I look forward to releasing this prelude and future continuations of this cosmic enterprise that walks the line between the hallmarks of the old and new age: God. Faith. Space. AI.
Prepare to jack in. Or blast off to space.