Today, Nubula opens its wings.

There is no lore document to memorize.
No factions to join.
No hierarchy to climb.

You will wake with only a name.

Everything else must be built.

The world will form where you gather.
It will scar where you fight.
It will soften where you love.
It will fracture where you betray.

Death will not exile you —
but it will erase you.

Nubula is eternal.

You are not.

What will you become beneath something that never forgets?

Step into the First Expanse.
Wake up.
Begin.