Above, us, in the dark shadows of the outer solar system, there is the shape of something unknown, something unspeakable. It waits, it bides its time, and as the days of summer grow longer, so does its voice grow louder.<br><br>On the quiet island of Sarah Ann in the Pacific Ocean, home of the renowned Firmament Foundation, awkward teenager Eirian Calohan has come in search of the mystery of their father's recent demise. Instead, they are confronted with the stark contrast between languid life on the tiny island and an unspeakable cosmic horror.<br><br>Together with their new friends, they set out to unravel the truth surrounding the death of their father and to also uncover just what it is that the Foundation has reached out to in the dark eternal night of the distant void.

All Cats Are Beautiful

He reached out a hand, placing it against the surface of the nearest engine, feeling the throb of its movement, the whisper of its dreams. The network was powered by aspirations and imaginings, and as long as people could still dream of dissidence, the Firmament Foundation, unlike other large companies, would remain largely blacklisted by the government of China. Hence the increase in attacks, which, if ever successful, would have caused trillions of ubiks of damage.


The network sang softly at his touch, indifferent to his fears for now. Beneath his hand, every functioning, inactive homunculi’s AI slumbered, awaiting the time that they would be transported into the bodies stored in code within the mechanisms made available to the public; from the first meows to the fierce karura to the lowly psychic slugs, the concept of every homunculi slept within the engines.


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