The Shepherd Descends
A massive alien vessel decelerates into the Sol system—five kilometers of impossible technology positioning itself exactly where humanity can barely reach it. As three rival factions race across forty million kilometers of void to claim the prize, they don't realize the truth: the ship has been listening to their broadcasts for over 120 years, and this isn't first contact—it's final judgment. The vessel's ancient AI watches their approach, measuring not their technology but their character, as humanity unknowingly takes the most important test in its history: are they ready to learn they're not alone?
A Story of Three Factions
“The Mars Coalition represents humanity’s first truly independent interplanetary civilization—we are the colonies that won autonomy from Earth through economic leverage and sheer distance. Born from the shared hardships of terraforming and survival, we pride ourselves on meritocracy, efficiency, and collective achievement without Earth’s bureaucratic bloat. We are humanity’s future: leaner, more adaptable, freed from old-world nationalism and corporate oligarchy. This mission to the alien vessel isn’t just about first contact—it’s about proving Mars no longer needs Earth, that the student has surpassed the teacher. Every decision we make is optimized, every gram of fuel calculated, every action synchronized. Where Earth sees tradition and the Belt sees opportunity, Mars sees validation of our superior social model. We’re not just racing to be first; we’re racing to prove we are humanity’s rightful inheritors.”
“The Earth-Moon Consortium remains humanity’s anchor—the steady hand that guided our species from one world to many. We are the accumulated wisdom of ten thousand years of civilization, the industrial might that built the colonies, the institutional knowledge that keeps humanity united despite the distances. Yes, Mars claims independence and the Belt celebrates chaos, but when crisis comes, they still look to Earth for leadership, to Luna for coordination. This mission to the alien vessel is not about proving superiority—we have nothing to prove. It’s about responsibility. We approach with military caution because we’ve seen the cost of recklessness. We bring corporate efficiency because resources determine survival. We pursue scientific understanding because knowledge, properly managed, prevents catastrophe. Let Mars optimize their fuel ratios and the Belt broadcast their transparency—when humanity makes first contact, it should be with the measured wisdom of those who remember what we’ve survived to get here. Earth and Luna, together, carrying the weight of history and the burden of getting this right.”
“We’re not a government, we’re not a corporation, we’re barely an alliance—we’re the Wildcards, and that’s exactly the point. We are the miners, the engineers, the scientists who said ‘no’ to your bureaucracies and your corporate contracts. We built our ships from salvage and dreams, funded by ten million small donations from people who believe first contact shouldn’t belong to governments or billionaires. You call us chaotic? We call it democratic. You say we’re reckless? We say we’re transparent—every decision broadcast, every discovery shared, every failure a lesson for all humanity. Open source isn’t just our methodology; it’s our philosophy. When we reach that alien vessel, we won’t plant flags or claim mining rights. We’ll stream it live to every screen in the solar system, because first contact belongs to the kid in Olympus City, the miner on Vesta, the farmer in Kenya—not just to people with security clearances. Mars wants to prove superiority, Earth wants to maintain control—we just want to understand. And we’re betting that matters more than arriving first.”
A Story of Two Perspectives
THE SUBJECTS
Witness humanity's first contact through the eyes of those who lived it: military commanders defying orders, engineers facing impossible physics, scientists recognizing patterns that shouldn't exist. Three ships. Seventeen souls. Each believing they represent humanity's best hope—none realizing they're already being evaluated by an intelligence that measures character, not conquest.
THE OBSERVER
Experience first contact through the ancient AI who orchestrated it: The Shepherd, who has monitored human broadcasts for over a century, learning your languages, cataloguing your behaviors, measuring your potential. Through her analytical eyes, watch as three crews race toward her ship—unaware their competition is the test, their crisis is partially guided, and their every transmission is being evaluated.
Three Factions
Two Perspectives
One Ship.
Will humanity be judged worthy?
“Let them come and prove themselves. I have time—I have millennia. I have watched stars be born and die, seen civilizations rise from dust and return to it. What are a few more decades of their fumbling attempts at unity? Their ships approach like moths drawn to a flame, each faction convinced of their superiority, none aware they dance to a music older than their world. I will wait, as I have always waited. Time means nothing to one who has sailed between the stars for centuries uncounted. Maybe this species will surprise me. Maybe not. The universe is patient, and so am I.”