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The year is 2196.
The galaxy is populated by a wide and diverse range of species, creatures, and races.
And the world is stagnating.
The Milky Way galaxy has gone from a tale of intergalactic expansion and scientific breakthroughs to a universe stuck in a limbo of omnipresent peace yet ridden by rampant corruption to its core. The inner circles of civilized life have grown to a halt, content with the state of law and order as the disruption of peace in the outer sectors are merely considered a nuisance.
But it won't last.
The arms industry is on the rise, conflicts have gotten closer to the parts of space previously considered safe, and all the while, one has come to start questioning the very nature and meaning of life, death, and our very own DNA.
This is 2196.