Your ship sits crippled in Port Wen—drive coils fused, navigation corrupted, life support failing. Someone wanted you grounded on this half-built ring world. Or maybe they wanted you dead and simply didn't finish the job.

Tianyuan was meant to be a monument: a ring world housing billions, the crown jewel of an empire that no longer exists. Now it's a ruin in progress—pressurized habitation blocks giving way to exposed superstructure open to vacuum, where salvage crews and pirates hunt among frozen Imperial machinery. The gas giant Shenlong fills a quarter of the visible sky, its banded storms a constant reminder of how far from anywhere you really are.

You're trapped here. The Iron Rose syndicate offers a transactional solution: find the saboteur, deliver information, get paid enough to fly again. Simple enough. Except the trail leads through Tianyuan's underworld—information brokers who sell to everyone, enforcer teams from rival syndicates, and a frightened technician who's fled into the Scaffold's dangerous salvage zones.

The investigation starts as a hunt but becomes something else entirely. The sabotage wasn't random. You unknowingly carried something—or someone—that powerful people want buried. The saboteur was just a tool; behind them lies a conspiracy reaching from criminal warrens to heights you'd rather not consider.

Navigate factions who view you as a useful asset at best, disposable at worst. Deal with Yenlin Saro, your Iron Rose handler—controlled, ruthless, unclear whether she's helping you or using you as bait. Extract what you can from Cutter, a broker who sells secrets to everyone and survives through sheer usefulness. Avoid Anton Voss, an Obsidian Circle enforcer hunting the same target—but to silence him, not interrogate him.

Imperial automation still runs throughout the ring, following centuries-old directives no one fully controls. The Terminus—where construction stopped entirely—waits in the void, holding secrets that someone is willing to kill to protect. Or to possess.

Everyone has angles. Trust is currency, silence is survival, and knowing too much may prove more dangerous than the original sabotage.

The only way off this ring is through its secrets. Start digging.