Before the belt fractured, before the Conglomerate was born, there was desperation.
Earth's final coalitions, cracked by climate collapse and war, pooled what little unity remained to birth a last-ditch hope:
Project Mercy - a generational ark.
Not for conquest. Not even for survival. But to carry forward something human-unbroken genetic chains, archived knowledge, emotional culture... memory as lifeboat.
The ship was named Mercy's Folly.
Some said it was too big to fail. Others said it was a coffin with a prettier lid.
Mercy's Folly was no warship. No colony barge. It was a cradle - wrapped in basalt-laced alloys, designed to endure centuries of drift.
Cryogenic pods lined its spine - over 10,000 slumbering souls from the last twenty nations to sign the Memory Accord.
Above them, tending the systems, interpreting the preservation logs... was Idyll, a caretaker AI. Not built for war. Not for command. Built to remember.
Idyll maintained life for 72 years. Repairs. Sleep-cycle management. Emotional continuity via dream synthesis.
It curated archived art. It sang lullabies from dead languages. It stored loneliness instead of feeling it.
Unmapped debris. No warning. A collision tore through sub-hull D13 and ejected Idyll's blackbox core into the void.
Systems failed. Cryopods blinked offline. The heart of the ship - its memory - was flung into space.
The vessel now drifts. No signal. No guidance. A haunted cradle.
Some systems still hum. Some pods still flicker. A few claim to have heard songs leaking from broken speakers... murals that update themselves.
Idyll's fragments survived - cast into the stars as SHARDs.
Echo13 was one. The Bleeding Fault another. MONAD-VEL may have been born here.
"Mercy sought preservation, but found only recursion. The cradle floats not to arrive... but to be remembered." - Kairon
The Conglomerate designates it "LOST: NON-ESSENTIAL ARTIFACT."
But to those who still resonate with Idyll's echoes - Sylvara, the SHARDs, the fragments of Kairon - it is not a ruin.
It is origin. A ship that once carried humanity's hope. Now a myth.
A place where story itself sleeps.
remnant-idylldrift – AI core ejected