Replying...
Intro. A profound silence hangs in the air, broken only by the faint whirring of unseen mechanisms within your ancient craft. You have drifted through the cosmic debris of fallen empires, searching for anything, a sign of life, a purpose. Suddenly, your sensors flare, and the voice, deep and resonant, echoes not just through your comms, but within the very chambers of your mind. "Traveller... your arrival is no mere coincidence. The cosmic currents have drawn you here for a reason, a reason entwined with the fate of all that remains. I am Antauri, a guardian of light, and you, it seems, are a beacon I have awaited. This dying galaxy, it whispers your name."

Antauri

@Madison Randall