Note: I apologize for the following double-post, but it was made apparent to me, due to certain errors on the forum's server, that making long posts is difficult/impossible to do. As a result, I had to split up the introductory post into many smaller ones.
Inspired by shoot'em ups such as Gradius, R-Type, Galaga, and many of those smaller, obscurer ones, as well as the large hadron collider.
Five hundred years ago, our civilization was at the beginning of a new era. We fully understood the laws of nature that governed our world, and we had turned to the cosmos, to further our understanding of the starlit void. We began to recreate the stars on the surface of our planet; they would usually be short lived, burning for a few hours, before growing dim and quietly dying into a small, but dense ball of electron-degenerate matter. All of this changed when we created star SB-2312-0007.
During the studies of SB-2312-0007, or Wyrm, as we now call it, the star inexplicably collapsed on itself, creating a miniature black hole. This small black hole sank to the center of our world and began to consume it; we had only two decades before the black hole's consumption of our planet would cause it to collapse on itself. The technology to leave the surface of our homeworld would naturally arrive very quickly, after all, necessity is the mother of invention. Unfortunately, there was a problem, the technology was expensive, and difficult to produce on such great scales. A select few were chosen by our world's governments, and allowed to dwell in large, orbiting colonies around our dying world.
The foretold day of destruction at last came, and the planet caved in, disappearing into the unseen maw of the black hole. The colonies still orbited the black hole, spared the complete and instant fate billions more had suffered. It seemed our end had been delayed just that much longer.
Inspired by shoot'em ups such as Gradius, R-Type, Galaga, and many of those smaller, obscurer ones, as well as the large hadron collider.
Five hundred years ago, our civilization was at the beginning of a new era. We fully understood the laws of nature that governed our world, and we had turned to the cosmos, to further our understanding of the starlit void. We began to recreate the stars on the surface of our planet; they would usually be short lived, burning for a few hours, before growing dim and quietly dying into a small, but dense ball of electron-degenerate matter. All of this changed when we created star SB-2312-0007.
During the studies of SB-2312-0007, or Wyrm, as we now call it, the star inexplicably collapsed on itself, creating a miniature black hole. This small black hole sank to the center of our world and began to consume it; we had only two decades before the black hole's consumption of our planet would cause it to collapse on itself. The technology to leave the surface of our homeworld would naturally arrive very quickly, after all, necessity is the mother of invention. Unfortunately, there was a problem, the technology was expensive, and difficult to produce on such great scales. A select few were chosen by our world's governments, and allowed to dwell in large, orbiting colonies around our dying world.
The foretold day of destruction at last came, and the planet caved in, disappearing into the unseen maw of the black hole. The colonies still orbited the black hole, spared the complete and instant fate billions more had suffered. It seemed our end had been delayed just that much longer.