It’s been ten years since the war. The Song was our enemy, a memetic virus which indoctrinated its victims into the Great Choir. The Song spread like a galactic cancer and overran the defenses of our multi-species Galactic Union. The Earth was scorched, Martian domes cracked, and the Belt was broken.
Millions of survivors fled our ruined homeworlds on the Exodus Fleet. We developed a terrible memetic weapon to strike back at the Great Choir. Now the song is dormant and we have a chance to rebuild on the frontier world of Polvo. We’ll never be able to replace what we’ve lost, but at least the millions of survivors have a chance for a new beginning.
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