Solar Storms

"And the serpent said unto the woman, "Ye shall not surely die. For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil." - Genesis 3, 4-5 (KJV)

Preamble

Half a million years ago, humanity learned the secret of fire. Setting themselves apart from the animals that surrounded them, mankind took its first step out from under the oppressive thumb of Nature.

Seventy thousand years ago, humanity learned to speak. Though they were able to communicate before, no longer were they limited to nasal grunts and clicks of the tongue. From Africa, they conquered the Earth.

Twelve thousand years ago, humanity learned to harvest. Where once there were thousands, in time, there would be billions.

Six thousand years ago, humanity learned to write. Where once the knowledge of previous generations had to be endlessly repeated, it could now be known for all eternity.

Not so many decades past, humanity unlocked the power within the atom. For good, and for ill, even the most ignorant amongst the masses could not help but respect the smallest of things.

As the third millenium sent humanity into a frenzy, the secrets of aging itself were laid bare, and Science found for mankind the Fountain of Youth.

At the dawn of the 23rd century, the people of Terra have colonized many worlds within its star system, and plans for three worlds in Alpha Centauri are already underway. The terraforming of Mars is nearing completion, and work on making Venus habitable is well underway. The light barrier is being bent apart, with tachyons allowing for nearly instantanious communication and construction of great stellar gates is underway to literally cut the vast distances between the stars. Some three hundred million do not call Earth home, and billions of artificial intelligences happily slave away for the betterment of mankind.

But above all, in their quest to bend the laws of existence itself, humans have discovered something best described as magical. The discovery of the mobius patterns has brought a form of magic into the Universe.

The vast expanse of space stretches before humanity, cold, but inviting. All of its knowledge, all its wisdom, all its power, seems like naught but a tiny candle amidst an endless night. The Solar System is the Third Cradle of Man, out of Africa, off of Earth. Not satisfied with mere immortality, humanity gathers its resources and hones its intellect, preparing to storm across the Milky Way.

Small, and fragile, but it only takes a single flicker to light the inferno.

The Game

Solar Storms is a science-fantasy setting and role-playing game set in the early 23rd century, with largely transhuman and gnostic elements, using a custom role-playing system, based on the d2 System.

I hope you enjoy your time here.