A semi-realistic space opera set in 2780, as rival human factions fight for dominance across the solar system — from the corporate spires of Luna to the pirate warrens of the Asteroid Belt.
The solar system, 2780. Earth is a wounded giant — scarred by the Resource Wars of the 27th century, its megacities choked with billions who never made it off-world. The real power now lives above the gravity well. Luna hosts the Hegemony's gilded parliament. Mars bleeds red under the boots of the Frontier Compact. The Belt is a lawless corridor of rock and opportunity, carved up by syndicate cartels. The outer planets belong to whoever survives the cold long enough to claim them.
You find yourself aboard the independent freighter Perihelion, docked at Ceres Station — the Belt's largest and most dangerous waypoint. A job has come in through back channels: a data package stolen from Hegemony intelligence is moving through the station. Three different factions want it. The seller is already dead. The clock is running, and the station's security is on someone's payroll — you just don't know whose.