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The aircraft shudders violently beneath you as you run your fingers over the keys, trying to block out the flashing of the emergency light to your left and the yells coming from the passengers in the cabin.

“Come one, come on, come on..” The growl slips between your lips and you tug down a lever, finally managing to cut the engine.

The ground draws closer, too fast still, and too hard. With nothing else to do, you close your eyes and wait for the impact.

– – –

The wreckage of the crash led many to believe that none had survived, but you and a few others of the crew managed to escape death. Now you’ve moved away from the site of your last disaster. You haven’t gone to the main areas of Parimi Alca, but rather, the more deserted areas. Over the years, you’ve worked together with different races and times to create a new city and new inventions.

When being asked what you and your crew have been doing, you typed a reply on your D.R.A.G.O.N-Comm to register your own biome:

“Some biomes have created advanced technology and even adapted humans to fit in with new skills. Their inventions are more utilitarian than those of the Steampunk sector, but they tend to draw admiration from others. They work endlessly to fix Parimi Alca.”