The Creed of Progress: Venus's Most Elegant Weapon
Every Venusian child can recite the core tenet before they learn to read: humanity's purpose is to improve itself through scie
= 1024) leftSidebarOpen = false; if(window.innerWidth >= 1280) rightSidebarOpen = false" :class="{ 'dark': $store.theme.dark, 'start-sidebar-closed': !topNavMode && !leftSidebarDesktop, 'end-sidebar-closed': !rightSidebarDesktop, 'overflow-hidden': leftSidebarOpen || rightSidebarOpen, 'sidebars-closed': !topNavMode && !leftSidebarDesktop && !rightSidebarDesktop }">
Every Venusian child can recite the core tenet before they learn to read: humanity's purpose is to improve itself through science, art, and collective will. It sounds like inspiration. It functions like a cage. The Creed of Progress is not a religion. Its adherents are adamant on this
There is a saying on Ganymede, popular among dockworkers who have dealt with Martian trade delegations: "When Mars sells you a handshake, check for a loading mechanism." It is meant as a joke, but the Martians find it accurate. Mars exports three things in significant volume: cybernetics, weapons
No figure in the Empyrea cosmology generates more argument than the one who supposedly runs it. Eo, the Lady of Light, the Supreme Being, the ruler of the Divine Hierarchy, is at once the most powerful entity in the setting and the one about whom almost nothing is certain. Whether
There is a realm that sits above the mortal world but below whatever true infinity might be: a place of breathtaking architecture, warring philosophies, and divine beings who are, despite their celestial nature, profoundly, frustratingly human in their politics and their grief. It is called Empyrea, and in this series
Saturn has 95 moons. Humanity has colonized a handful, industrialized three, and turned two of the smallest into one of the most unusual cultural experiments in the outer system. The Saturnian economy runs on the output of these moons, the fuel, the water, the rare metals, and the logistical infrastructure
There is a phrase that carries weight in every shipyard, docking bay, and naval procurement office in the solar system: "Built on Ganymede." It means quality engineered for eternity. It means the hull will hold, the drive will fire, and the seals will not fail in the vacuum.