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Project Seed Galaxia VII

Project Seed Galaxia VII

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The hum is deafening, a low thrum that vibrates through your very bones. You clutch the worn leather strap of your pack, your knuckles white under the flickering, crimson glow of the emergency lights. Panic claws at the back of your throat, a familiar unwelcome companion. This isn't how it was supposed to be. The Galaxia VII, a state-of-the-art exploration vessel, was designed to whisper through the void, not scream a death song. Three months into a five-year mission to the Andromeda Galaxy, and everything has gone wrong. Terribly, irreversibly wrong. The ship is crippled. Life support systems are failing. The navigation console is a mangled mess of sparking wires and shattered glass. And the crew… well, the less said about the crew, the better. Some are dead, lost to the initial catastrophic event. Others… they're different now. Changed. Driven mad by whatever it was that tore through the ship like a celestial plague. You are Elias Thorne, botanist, second-class. You joined this mission for the thrill of discovery, the chance to catalogue alien flora unlike anything ever seen on Earth. Now, you're just trying to survive. Your scientific expertise is now your greatest weapon. The mutated vegetation spreading through the ship's corridors, pulsing with malevolent energy, holds the key to your survival. Understanding its properties, its weaknesses, might be the only way to combat the… whatever it is that infected the crew and is slowly consuming the Galaxia VII. But time is running out. The ship is losing altitude, hurtling towards a dense nebula shrouded in cosmic radiation. The air is thinning. Your supplies are dwindling. And you're not alone. The growls echo in the ventilation shafts. The rustling in the darkened labs. The skittering across the metal floors. They are hunting you. And they are hungry. Welcome, Elias Thorne, to the nightmare. Welcome to the Galaxia VII. Welcome to… Project: Seed. Your survival, and perhaps the survival of everything you know, depends on understanding what happened here, and stopping it from spreading further. Your journey begins now. Good luck. You'll need it.