Molania, a barren wasteland akin to Mars, beckoned the Lost Ones with the promise of transformation. The mission commenced with hope, as domed cities dotted the planet’s surface, each acting as a crucial node for the colossal Terran Incubator. However, fate had other plans.
Molania’s long, hot days made it a haven for solar farms—until the sandstorms struck. A meteor had struck the planet, disrupting the weather.
The relentless storms ravaged the solar panels, rendering them obsolete and plunging the SEED into a state of desperation. Communication lines fell silent, and the grand vision of Terra-forming crumbled.
Daylight ceased to exist. A neighboring planet’s orbit cast an unrelenting shadow, blocking the star’s life-giving warmth. Panic stirred, but scientists reassured that it would pass within months.
Desperation led to a grim decision: the order was given to the robotic servants to decommission the project. The planet, once alive with ambition, fell into an eerie stillness.
There were no cries, there were no screams, just silence. Then darkness.