The stars above the Orun Nexus burned a little less brightly than they had in ages past. Dust clouds choked the light, and the station—an ancient megastructure abandoned for over a thousand years—drifted silently within a war-torn sector no longer mapped by conventional nav-sats. Yet deep within its core, the air had shifted.
Power had returned.
Forgotten systems hummed.
And an old market, one lost to time, opened its eyes.
The man responsible—if he could still be called a man—stood silently as the massive vault doors cracked open. They groaned like titanic beasts stirring from slumber, revealing a circular atrium flooded with soft violet light. Rows of automated merchant golems stood motionless, cloaked in layers of dust and rust. Towering shelves held relics encased in crystalline stasis—each marked with glyphs from forgotten civilizations.
At the center, a dais pulsed to life.
[TRADE DOMINION CORE BOOTING…][REQUESTING BINDER IDENTIFICATION…]
