In the distant future, not much has changed.

The government is still run by assholes, your boss is still a prick, and out there somewhere is a guy whose job is to take simple tasks and transform them into bureaucratic mounds of tangled-up dog vomit.

Unfortunately, humanity has managed to take all its bad habits and shamelessly drag them across the stars. The garbage rings of Earth and Mars, while still disgustingly impressive, are no longer unique to Sol. Entire forest moons, logged and then turned into luxury condos for self-riotous yuppies. On a distant world, there once existed a beautiful emerald ocean in its natural state for millions of years, without a single plastic water bottle floating in it.

But, there might just be some hope out there in the black void.

Space is big... real big, and it doesn't exactly belong to us.