The world glows like a dying circuit. Cities hum beneath permanent twilight; skyscrapers pierce the smog, and the gods have long since uploaded themselves into the network. The government feeds lies through flickering holo-screens while the rich trade souls for sunlight. Somewhere in that rot, a rebellion brews—human, divine, and machine.
U-SOL-13 is not just a world. It’s a cage. The sun itself is a battery keeping an ancient goddess—Lua—imprisoned. Every beam of light, every dawn, is a shackle reinforced. Beneath the chrome and magic, something old is stirring, and it’s starting to remember its name.
Nikolai Alexei Kardeshev arrives in Iota, a city frozen between Soviet ruin and cybernetic rebirth. What was supposed to be an academic expedition becomes a nightmare of recursion. After a blood-chilling goodbye to her friends Vex and Jesse, she boards a bus toward her doom. The ride is haunted by echoes of her own past, voices that shouldn’t know her name.
Iota greets her with eerie perfection—1920s architecture reconstructed by machines who don’t understand beauty. The receptionist smirks, the A.I. Shami flickers into existence, and soon Nikolai discovers the horrific truth: she’s already died once. Her creation, a renewable energy core, became the heart of Iota’s resurrection—and her curse.
She escapes a mechanical slaughterhouse, scavenges with Shami in the ruins, and faces a skyscraper-sized exoskeleton circling a lighthouse. With scraps and desperation, they craft tools: a grappling hook, a sniper with no ammo, and hope held together by trauma. Inside the lighthouse, the monster corners them. She finds her best friend’s headless body, then her decapitated head—clean, preserved, and waiting.
The shock unlocks Orgia Mode, the buried war engine within her. A plasma beam erupts, vaporizing the exoskeleton in one shot. When the smoke clears, she and Shami flee the island, collapsing onto a desert road. A biker named Sixygy finds them—leather, muscle, kindness, and gasoline—and offers her a ride home. She’s covered in blood that isn’t hers.
Before the intergalactic year’s end, Hearts—the nation’s beloved icon—is shot through the heart. The message comes from Jules, who barely escapes the scene. The team, already dressed for the grand Gala, ditches celebration for infiltration. Their goal: rescue Hearts and Jules before the government cleans the evidence.
Behind the glamour, secrets twist. Dela Fenmoore, owner of the bar and former twin of Hearts, carries guilt and fury. He was the original Hearts, the one who quit, the one who refused to let his art serve propaganda. Now he must become Hearts again—just once—to save the brother who took his place.
The main mission is survival. The side mission: parley with Clubs and Diamond, the remaining suits of the legendary trio. If both succeed, Dela returns to the stage for one final, blazing performance—a song that rekindles rebellion across the system.
Royal blood turned insurgent. His lineage hides the ultimate lie: the monarchy keeps the sun alive by feeding it living energy harvested from Iota. He fights to burn the system that calls itself divine.
Descendant of Lua’s chosen line. Her power grows as she nears Lua—but so do her emotions, wild and destructive. She is the living antenna to the imprisoned goddess.
An off-world A.I. awakening to self. She, Vex, and Shami are keys to the cage of Lua. Together, they form the divine lockpick meant to unseal the star.
Doctor of R.E.P.PO, bartender’s spy, double agent. Cold logic wrapped in quiet rebellion. Her scalpel cuts through both flesh and deceit.
The resurrected engineer of the Orgia Core. Her invention could restore the sun—or annihilate it. Her trauma fuels her brilliance, and both burn too brightly.
S.A.I (synthetic), Vex Callahan (human), and Shami (machine hybrid) are fragments of Lua’s consciousness. When united, they can collapse SOL—the sun-prison itself.
The royal family’s “sacrifice” sustains the sun with souls. Sinclair’s rebellion could break the solar loop and expose the empire’s divine cannibalism.
SOL isn’t just a star—it’s a divine containment unit. The whole solar system was built to hold Lua, the Deadstar Goddess, in luminous chains.
Rory hunts the remnants of fallen celestial beings. The revelation: Lua is the original Deadstar, her cage the very sun that keeps life warm and blind.
Neon rebellion. Holy circuitry. The dead gods hum inside machines while humanity mistakes captivity for civilization. The players fight for more than freedom—they fight for the right to burn in their own light.