September of 2011
The year is 2818 and our planet is dead. No longer able to sustain life, we colonized new worlds in hope of survival. Unfortunately, we did not learn from our mistakes and within years of our arrival the planets were dying. Like a disease, they rejected our terraform attempts to make the atmosphere habitable and started falling apart from beneath us.

With no other planets near with even a chance of survival, we had no other option but to find alternatives to our growing needs. A decision was made to mine the nearby planets for resources in hopes of sustaining our own; we can only stand by and watch as planets are being destroyed in order for us to survive. I hope it's worth it.