
by Talon88.1
The Empire uses the world as a dumping ground.The Depot survives on what the galaxy throws away. Rust, salvage, hunger, cartel violence, and rain that can poison as easily as it feeds. Beyond the walls, the jungle chews through metal and bone alike. Out on the trash mountains, one bad step can drop a scavenger into acid, collapse a slope, or be dragged away by things with too many teeth.Scavver keeps his life small on purpose: one haul at a time, one meal at a time, one day at a time. In the Depot, being noticed is how people disappear.Then an avalanche uncovers something old, and very much not dead.Now the wrong machine is waking up, the wrong people are starting to look his way, and a man who was never supposed to matter may have just put a signal into the sky.On a world built from the galaxy's leftovers, one scavenger's mistake might be enough to bring the whole heap down.
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