"In the shadow of giants, even small dreams can shine."
High above Earth, the colossal Orbital Rings hummed with newfound purpose. A continuous stream of newly produced ships, born from the joint innovation of SpaceX, NASA, and Bytebull's advanced fabrication systems, moved in and out of Earth's atmosphere. These weren't just military vessels; the majority were civilian transports, sleek and massive, designed for the grand exodus. They were the visible promise of humanity's future, a testament to Richard's vision.
Among them, however, moved a different kind of vessel. A cargo ship, nondescript and boxy, just finished smuggling a consignment of illicit supplies from a pirate den nestled deep within the asteroid belt. Its hull bore the scars of countless unauthorized runs, its transponders constantly shifting frequencies to avoid detection by the increasingly vigilant UEDCC patrols.
