Lying deep within the unknowably vast universe is the Bootes Void. An emptiness of over 330 million light-years across, the emptiness strikes fear into the mind slices of perhaps the most stalwart. At the center of this void sits a supermassive black hole. Along the event horizon, the Tenebris Matter Reclamation Platform, or MaRP waits silently gathering matter.
Moon sized and built long ago in a far off past, it is inhabited by bots.
These are more of the dark tales of many bots’ existence: the struggle to give some sort of meaning to an artificial life lived on the MaRP, sitting on the edge of an endless death; the constant alien incursions, and the battle to repel them before they can steal ancient technology and perhaps even destroy the MaRP itself. Dark at times, yet also humorous, horror lurks around each corner as they go through each cycle, trying to survive in a place designed for death.
Join them out in the deepest black, where life and death are razor thin and the unfathomable fingers of twisted gravitation pull, mangle, and warp.

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