Flesh fades.
Power remains...

The skies were once controlled. Now, they are fractured.

Day never ends in some cities. Others are lost in endless night. Storms rage across the tundras. Frozen winds drown the last outposts of light.

In the silence that followed the fall, neon flickers over cracked steel. The machines still run, but the world they were built for is long gone.

SOLACE — the Solar-Luminal Atmospheric Climate Engine — was meant to save everything. A global climate regulation system powered by orbital solar collectors and geothermal conversion, balanced by a satellite network that once kept the skies stable — until it didn’t. When SOLACE malfunctioned, it triggered more than collapse. A signal. A surge. Some say it was a global EMP. Others believe it was worse. Whatever it was, the satellites went silent, and every connected system with a chip — phones, comms, infrastructure — died. Permanently.

Its guardians — known only as Protectors — were human once. Altered through invasive neural implants and biomechanical grafts that merged with their DNA, they became more than flesh, but never fully machine. Designed to defend SOLACE at any cost, they served their cycles and then disappeared — stripped of duty, but never truly free.

Until the day the skies broke.

Now, some have returned.

They walk among us — cloaked in silence, marked by the blue energy that never fades. Some believe they were broken by the Shutdown. Others say they caused it.

And still, the world clings to whispers: of sealed vaults beneath the earth. Of a system that sleeps, waiting to be reawakened.

But if SOLACE is unstable… if its systems are fractured like the skies above… bringing it back online might not restore what we’ve lost.

It could finish what the collapse started.

And no one knows what control really means anymore.