All that was left of mankind left the solar system, the sector, the entire corner of the Milky Way – on the Ark. Radiation storms swept across the galaxy. The Ark jumped through the last operational relay, into unknown space. Once it arrived, housing millions of people in cryosleep, its supercomputers scanned for viable, life-sustaining planets. Before it could finish assessing, another unforseeable radiation storm ravaged its systems and triggered emergency launches.

What resulted were the colony worlds. Thirty six ribs of the Ark fired toward thirty six different worlds. Each rib would land, and if successful, and lifesupport systems remained intact, the rib would activate and awaken all sleeping colonists. It would take those that survived millenia to rebuild in their new homeworlds and reach the stars again. When finally they did, the same relay technology that helped advance humanity back on the other side of the Milky Way. They are gathering resources and encountering each other after all this time. And after all this time, they are barely recognizable.