Now, I would like to introduce the broadest strokes of the game toward which we have been working tirelessly for the last two years - Aetherium. It has, I should mention, been absolute torture not to write about this even once in these the last two years; however, I was extremely keen that this project be very close to reality before sharing it at all. I wanted to introduce you to the game itself, not to a dream of one. Well. Now. Here we are.
Now. Time is irrelevant The material world is crumbling. A handful of remaining government behemoths are locked in perpetual war with one another and with the massive corporate houses bent on the domination of the only meaningful currency left to humanity. The Aetherium.
The slow unwinding of human progress began with a brilliant and blinding scientific discovery - the AutoExtremus Technological Hyper-Extended Reality, the A.E.T.H.E.R.– a digital landscape of countless dimensional frontiers, a virtual reality so profoundly vivid as to be indistinguishable from reality itself. And indeed for many devotees, the Aetherium became the real world, a quantum psycho-social connection that was both beautiful and profound. Existence was better there: sound more crisp, color more vivid, life more visceral. The collective attention of humanity irrevocably shifted.
Once pioneered, the system opened a boundless but delicate universe; humanity flooded in reckless waves afterward. It was a wild and willing virtual landscape, where reality was malleable to the human will, where free thinkers and creative minds could better their world, where radical individuals were free to realize their greatest and most extraordinary desires, where humanity pushed itself into unbridled, extreme psychological states. No sense went unrewarded. No aspiration was left unrealized. No depth unfathomed. People were free to be their very best and painfully worst selves. The material dimension suffered. The Aetherium thrived.
But like all systems, the Aetherium had its limits. In its natural state, the immateriality was both wild and tempestuous. Its raw quantum noise could crush the unprepared human consciousness, and the first efforts to project the human mind into this waiting reality were catastrophic, horrific. The first ambitious steps into the Aetherium ended brutally.
So souls willing to transfer their minds into the Aetherium clustered around nodal safe havens that were as much discovered as created within the quantum noise – the Casarmitage Nodes. Around these hubs, Aetheritects built a network of pylons – humanity’s best effort to emulate the sheltering psycho-brilliance of the nodes. These networks became safe havens for data and consciousness transference and soon came to resemble the material city hubs that humanity had left behind.
The governments and corporations whose massive capital and human investment broke the Aetherium open worked ceaselessly to control the bounds and terms of this promising new landscape, and they did so by searching out and creating the network hubs in-and-around the Casarmitage havens. It was beginning of a grand new colonial age. For better and for worse, the innate human desire to push deeper, to explore, to cast the yoke of oppression, pushed the human experience into spontaneous frontiers of Aetherium; however, these same instincts set the stage for a fundamental dissatisfaction and resistance to the interests of order and of control. The problems were there from the very beginning.
2247. The virutal stage has become humanity’s fathomless battleground between freedom and control, order and change, survival and exploration, consumption and balance, profit and stagnation.
It is a place that is no place at all. It is known as the Aetherium.
Graphics: Mike Reynolds
Artwork: David Auden Nash and Jason Engles
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