you try to make a living off of the trade and exploration, but the deeper into space you go, the more you lose your soul. the things you see in the voids of nebula and forgotten planets shape you into something else. you are now a phantom of your former self.

the worst of it: you have no idea what else is in store for you. space coils around you. fear is both your ally and enemy. secrets await in the cold blackness.

hold fast, sailor.

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