code red, code red .. we’re out of fuel. the spaceship is damaged, in desperate need of repairs and an entirely new navigational system.

t e n y e a r s

in outer space.

and this where we got to… crashlanded in a place where we have absolutely no business of staying… because sure, it sounded like a good plan. start life from scratch. brilliant idea. an eighteen year old nobody and her little sidekick, tackling an entire space system on their own…

ten years and a million planets later…
… crashlanded on the wrong planet. now what?