We could recall a time in the not-so-distant future when we convinced ourselves that Armageddon had arrived. We weren’t warned and it came from nowhere; no satellites, governments, or religious organizations had predicted the four straight days of meteors striking our planet. Assuming our inevitable misfortune after the missile defense systems had no effect on them. Though even as they pounded us relentlessly, each caused minimal damage upon impact and we received no casualties. It felt like a cruel, sick joke where the only appropriate thought was,“What’s taking so long?” But the few brave enough to examine the meteors closely, would discover an incredible material that would soon be used as our primary energy source. At midnight the last one fell, and strange but highly comprehensive communications would begin to explain how it could be utilized efficiently. Finally learning that we weren’t alone in the universe, but we didn't know the half of it...
It felt miraculous in how far technology had progressed ever since that meteor shower. Minds once so narrow you’d never expect them to be traveling throughout the galaxy. But now those with skills to be recruited, or the money to invest, had the capabilities to vacation on another planet we hadn’t realized existed. But because galactic politics were still in its earliest stages where they hadn’t ruined anyone's fun yet, space expeditions and searching for extraterrestrials became a part of regular life. It was deemed necessary to allow everyone to observe and cooperate to deter fear of alien conflict. It helped that distinguishing different languages was made possible with ‘Nebutum’; the same fuel given to us to improve all aspects of society. But we had just scratched the surface for curious eyes bleeding for more. And us true ‘Pathfinders’ wouldn’t be content in letting our lives go to waste by leaving the unknown unexplored. I guess that’s why you ended up finding yourself where the less spirited wouldn’t be caught dead.
As a Pathfinder, a term of endearment to only those who got frequently called it, in your own starship drifting across the beautiful blue view below reminding you a starship is but a pebble skipping across the ocean compared to the vastness of space. How could one be so calm when you were light years away from your home planet? Well your captain’s chair was pretty darn comfy, but it was really an optimistic nature and determination that got your butt into it. Old you would probably be surprised how many months of provisions could be so easily compartmentalized inside such a seemingly compact craft. Food, water and all other supplies you packed were inside a dimensional storage container that was shaped like a mini-fridge and as long as the objects in question could normally fit, it was fair game. And while you were going through a remote area, if you had a general idea of where your coordinates were on your radar, it would be relatively smooth travels ahead. So it wasn’t a time for you to fret over what to do next, but kick back and relax. Maybe have an early lunch…but what were you in the mood for? Yes, that was the greatest challenge you faced...at least for now.