Dr. Mulane Shinoise was a name whispered in scientific circles with equal parts reverence and fear. A brilliant xenobiologist and mechanical engineer, he abandoned the colonies to pursue research too dangerous, too ambitious for any oversight committee to approve.
He built his laboratory in the deepest trench of an unnamed ocean world—a place where no satellite could track him, no authority could reach him. Here, surrounded by crushing pressure and eternal darkness, he worked on his life's obsession: the creation of artificial consciousness.
His journals, recovered in fragments, speak of a singular vision:
"If we can give machines the spark of awareness, we can give them something greater still— the ability to love. And if they can love, they can remember us. They can carry us forward, even when we are gone."
What drove a man of science to such poetic madness? The archives do not say. But the results of his work speak volumes.


