In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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(OOC: for clarification, this thread takes place after the end of the Atlantis plot.)
Max zoomed through the stone tunnel on a water disk. He was headed back towards the site of the gummi ships that had been abandoned by the Atlantis expedition. He had stumbled upon the site several days after he had managed to limp his own ship to the small cavern it was in now. However....it wasn't able to start up the engines anymore. Luckily, the computer systems still worked, so the ship's AI was able to walk him through what parts were needed for repair and how to do them.
He'd been at it for a couple of weeks now. The repairs had been slow going, and some of them he'd messed up and actually made worse. Slowly, though, he'd been getting the hang of it, and his ship's condition had been improving, albeit at a crawl. Now, though, he only needed a few more parts before he'd be through with all the repairs.
And that was where he was at this point in time. He was going to get those last few parts. He was excited at the prospect of finally getting off of Atlantis. He'd had enough of these caves and tunnels. He wanted to get out.
Lost in his thoughts, Max looked up and saw he was at the gummi ships that the expedition had abandoned. He'd already raided several of the ships for parts, which was evidenced by the debris of broken or useless parts littering the ground around some of the ships. He quickly scanned the first row of ships and picked out one he had taken fewer parts from, and began making his way in that direction.....