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A planet crackled into view, filling the window that was half of the cockpit's convex space-- pink.
"Inhabitable?" You say.
"93% chance that it is inhabited by intelligent life. You can ignore it though, there are more pressing matters. This universe is filled"
"It seems so."
"what do you propose we do? you are onsite" said the voice. It was your A.I.

As you awoke in your tiny flower-shaped cockpit, a backwards bud hurling through space, you remember very little other than that. This universe was supposed to be one of the blank ones, and you were to fill it.

The ship you pilot is a Seed, in many senses. It has the ability to plunge into any object, of almost any size (absolutes have not been determined), and explore the essence of it. If the ship were to leap into the heart of a galaxy, you would explore stars, black holes, quasars. If you were to leap into the heart of a star, you would explore magnetic surges, energies, nuclear forces and the churning elements. The same is true of a person, an element, or a brain. Objects can be collected from the explored regions of these bizarre forms of space, collected in the form of essence.

This Seed ship can load up pure essence of any type collected by the pilot or the A.I. and inject it, with a blast into any object, altering it. It can fire an essence into empty space, allowing it to become a world of itself, or a universe even.

Upon exploring the essence of a thing, the ship is able to assume that world as if it belonged there, altering it's structure and the pilot so that the fundamental laws of that miniature universe do not expel the intrusion. Only then can you truly explore a universe freely, when altered by it. (to be clear, whenever you enter an object, you change)

But all you can remember is that you were to fill this space with an earth-world, with a solar system to provide a space for people, presumably. You have aboard your ship just that-- Essence of Solar system and all the things within it.

You are not surrounded by empty space. Indeed there is a pink planet, likely inhabited, and billions of twinkling stars. What a disaster.

The A.I., impatient for your decision interrupts you. "Well? What shall we do?"

Description
A planet crackled into view, filling the window that was half of the cockpit's convex space-- pink.
"Inhabitable?" You say.
"93% chance that it is inhabited by intelligent life. You can ignore it though, there are more pressing matters. This universe is filled"
"It seems so."
"what do you propose we do? you are onsite" said the voice. It was your A.I.

As you awoke in your tiny flower-shaped cockpit, a backwards bud hurling through space, you remember very little other than that. This universe was supposed to be one of the blank ones, and you were to fill it.

The ship you pilot is a Seed, in many senses. It has the ability to plunge into any object, of almost any size (absolutes have not been determined), and explore the essence of it. If the ship were to leap into the heart of a galaxy, you would explore stars, black holes, quasars. If you were to leap into the heart of a star, you would explore magnetic surges, energies, nuclear forces and the churning elements. The same is true of a person, an element, or a brain. Objects can be collected from the explored regions of these bizarre forms of space, collected in the form of essence.

This Seed ship can load up pure essence of any type collected by the pilot or the A.I. and inject it, with a blast into any object, altering it. It can fire an essence into empty space, allowing it to become a world of itself, or a universe even.

Upon exploring the essence of a thing, the ship is able to assume that world as if it belonged there, altering it's structure and the pilot so that the fundamental laws of that miniature universe do not expel the intrusion. Only then can you truly explore a universe freely, when altered by it. (to be clear, whenever you enter an object, you change)

But all you can remember is that you were to fill this space with an earth-world, with a solar system to provide a space for people, presumably. You have aboard your ship just that-- Essence of Solar system and all the things within it.

You are not surrounded by empty space. Indeed there is a pink planet, likely inhabited, and billions of twinkling stars. What a disaster.

The A.I., impatient for your decision interrupts you. "Well? What shall we do?"