A Universe Away
Your tank fills at a nebula’s pace. Fuel isn’t a cost — it’s how far you can go.
On Google Play soon“Burned six for the Deep. Tank reads 1. The rocks read rich.”
Your tank fills at a nebula’s pace. Fuel isn’t a cost — it’s how far you can go.
On Google Play soonDrift isn’t an energy tax on your actions. It is the radius of the galaxy you can touch. A full tank is several cheap hops through the Shallows — or one run into the Deep that leaves you sitting on the richest rocks in the Reach with a dry tank and no way home until the scoop drinks again. That decision is the game.
Ship upgrades aren’t stat bumps. A bigger tank opens regions of the map you could not previously reach.
Close the app. The ship doesn’t notice.
Park in orbit and extraction runs on a real-time tick — it keeps going while the app is closed, in parallel with your drift regenerating. The hold filling and the tank refilling are the same wait. Being parked is never dead time.
Nothing runs on a cron. Both clocks are derived from a timestamp on the server, so a fiddled device clock buys you no fuel.
The jump-gate network died three generations ago. The freight conglomerates wrote the Ledger Reach off as a bad line item and left — and what stayed behind is mining towns with full silos and empty shelves, and a nebula that exhales a jump-capable gas called drift.
You are an independent skipper. Your ship is paid off, barely. Your condenser scoop gathers drift the way a sail gathers wind: slowly, patiently, for free.
The deepest place you can go is the nebula that fuels you.
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