
by Illwood
//Current Year: 3716// The war between humanity and the ASH ended two years ago, but the scars of the conflict litter the galaxy. Hundreds of worlds were turned into irradiated wastelands and subsequently abandoned by both sides. Restoration of a few select worlds has begun, but it will take decades before initial efforts start to show any tangible progress. Gothic Choir 19 is not one of these worlds. It sits, remote, empty, and neglected. Only an automated factory producing food cartridges remains. It is breaking down over time, being crushed beneath the sands of the desert its located in. This is the story of that factory.
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