>An eternity away from Sol, a bloodred star which has no name in earthly tongue lays, a swollen tumor on the cosmos, throbbing with malice. Caught in thrall of its orbit are five satellites, a scorched rock near the sun, two gas giants far away, and two in the goldilocks zone.The first one is a large, calm planet, with a thick atmosphere shielding from dangerous radiations. Ample amount of water, a pleasant surface temperature. But by a cruel twist of fate, no life emerged on this haven.
Let our eyes turn to the second one : closer to the star, this one is on the limit of acceptable pressure for the precious fluid of life, water. The strong gravity crushed the weaker rocks into a fine dust, covering most of the cracks and caves, leaving only the highest peaks emerging through the sand ocean.
>This planet is inimical to higher life as Terran scholars know it, by no right should it be any more than another dead rock in billions, and yet… Life has found a way. In the cauldron of a Geyser, amino acids piled on each other just the right way for a self-replicating structure. Its primitive genome shredded and its remains decayed without a trace in the span of just under ten Terran minutes. Against the odds, it managed to reproduce just before dying without note and its offspring did the same, setting a pattern for millions of years to come. Now, numberless generations later, among the thirsty, dessicated, sickly and burnt wretches clinging to momentary existence, a species with true evolutionary potential has emerged.>Your species.Before you can evolve in earnest, you’ll need to determine which species is yours. To do that, you’ll make three more simple choices and in the doing, narrow infinite possibilities to a lone certainty. After roughly 12-24 hours, your gauntlet of evolutionary strife will begin.
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>>5810774Do you prefer :
>High is good for the rolleror
>High is bad for the rollerregarding rolls?
>1/4 