It was a golden age that has lived on only in the memories of a bygone world, an age when every choice was permitted.
The first race to step into the void carried with them a precious innocence, as the newborn peoples of the young universe frittered away their blessings without restraint.
Over billions of years, the fires of civilization lit up the endless stars, and ships wove through countless gates of stars.
Adventures, conquests, and legends beyond imagining today unfolded without end in the sea of stars.
That is, until the fate of the cosmos was severed thread by thread, and giants and dwarfs alike met the same end.
At first, it was no more than a mass hysteria, or the fading of a dream. Then, in the silence of the night, an entire civilization was erased.
Next, extinguished dwarf stars streaked across the firmament like tears, and the embers of burned-out suns warped the very fabric of space.
It was only when entire galaxies evaporated into a void deeper than darkness did people finally came to realize the scale of the catastrophe.