Ozymandias
The Sundering Dawn | Act II: Galaxy in Crisis
Across the Galaxy, maps have become unreliable. Hyperlanes that once fed empires now twist unpredictably—or vanish outright. Pilots speak of missing stars. Entire sectors fall silent overnight. Refugee flotillas pile up at fringe worlds too remote to rely on established trade. The once‑steady rhythm of galactic civilization—transport, communication, stability—has begun to falter like a failing pulse.
But the chaos hasn't come without warning. Force-sensitives across cultures have experienced a cascade of shared visions: burning spires, mirror-flipped fleets, ice-entombed vaults, and a rusted machine devouring space itself. These mass hallucinations—or prophecies—speak of three "Keys" known only as Blood, Echo, and Axis, and a larger force beneath it all: a planet‑sized Celestial machine named Calladene, either broken or waking, and desperate to rewrite the galaxy's structure.
In response, the major powers of the galaxy have formed an emergency accord. A fragile summit has been convened aboard Karath Station, where envoys exchange fragments of insight and plan expeditions to recover these mythic Keys. But not every battle is fought at the center. As the stars fracture, so too do the boundaries between factions, loyalties, and even space and time. Worlds cut off by collapsed lanes now govern themselves. Independent ships seize the opportunity to smuggle, rescue, raid, or rebel. Small powers emerge, carving territory from the edges of broken corridors. Ancient sites long hidden by hyperspace traffic are suddenly accessible—and haunted.
This is the age of crisis and opportunity, where the lines between myth and map blur. You might be a local leader defending your system from Starweird incursions, a scavenger drawn to a mysterious pulse on an ancient world, a refugee navigating shifting alliances, or a rogue Force-wielder chasing visions that none of the factions understand. Whatever your path, the galaxy is no longer safe, and no longer stable. But in the cracks forming across the stars, new futures are waiting to be written.
This thread is open to all characters, factions, and stories that wish to explore the Galaxy in Crisis narrative. Whether you're writing horror, diplomacy, archaeology, civil unrest, or solo mysticism, your narrative helps shape the larger tapestry of this unfolding event. Cross paths, leave echoes, and remember: the galaxy is watching, and it is not the same one you woke up in.