Solace Hub City: This has been one of the largest buildouts in our history. Here is a progress video showing it's beauty!
- 2.72 KM across
- 5.81 Square Kilometers of playable area
- buildings up to 570 meters in height
- 56k Unique apartment locations, with space for more
- 8 Neighborhoods
"Raise the Banner"
[Verse 1]
From the ashes of the oceans
From the storms that broke the land
Rose the cities of tomorrow
Built by hope and human hands
Through the thunder of the Calamity
When the world was torn apart
We lifted light into the heavens
And carried forward every heart
[Chorus]
Raise the banner of tomorrow
Let it shine across the sky
For the future calls our children
And the brave will answer why
Stand together sons and daughters
Guard the light that we have won
For the dawn of Cornucopias
Has only just begun
[Verse 2]
Through the rifts that tear the heavens
Through the shadows yet unknown
Still our watchfires burn unbroken
In the cities we have grown
Steel and spirit forged together
Hands united strong and free
We defend the rising future
Of a boundless destiny
[Chorus]
Raise the banner of tomorrow
Let it shine across the sky
For the future calls our children
And the brave will answer why
Stand together sons and daughters
Guard the light that we have won
For the dawn of Cornucopias
Has only just begun
[Chorus]
Raise the banner of tomorrow
Let it blaze where skies are wide
For the light of Cornucopias
Is the fire we hold inside
Stand together sons and daughters
Guard the promise we have spun
For the dawn of Cornucopias
Has only just begun
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Meshka and Abigale, next chapter
The cracked, sun-bleached seabed stretched endlessly in every direction, a vast white-gray desert of salt pans and fossilized coral skeletons. The air shimmered with residual heat, carrying the faint mineral tang of ancient brine. What had once been the thunderous Atlantic was now a silent graveyard of the sea—trenches reduced to canyons, continental shelves to rolling dunes of sediment.
Abigale knelt on the hard floor, her clothes torn and crusted with dried salt, her breath coming in shallow rasps. She clutched a rusted metal rod like a talisman, eyes wide with exhaustion and something close to resignation. The end had come slowly: the water receding month by month, year by year, until the last tide never returned. She had walked out here days ago, following a faint signal, a whisper in her mind that promised answers—or at least an ending.
A shadow fell across her. Not the shadow of a cloud—there were no clouds anymore—but of a figure stepping deliberately over the rim of a shallow basin.
Meshka.
She wore a simple robe the color of storm clouds, edges frayed but clean, as if the dust of this dead world refused to cling to her. Her hair was bound back, dark strands streaked with premature silver. In one hand she carried a small, intricately carved staff of pale bone or ivory—something that caught the merciless light and refracted it into soft prisms. Her eyes, calm and ancient, fixed on Abigale without pity or triumph.
Abigale pushed herself up, legs trembling. "You," she croaked. "The prophet's child. I thought the stories were just... desperation. People clinging to anything."
Meshka stopped a few paces away. The wind that moved across the plain stirred her robe but not her expression.
"The stories were warnings," Meshka said quietly. Her voice carried the cadence of someone who had spoken to silence for too long. "You were told the Terra flourish. You were told the sky would fall. You chose not to listen."
Abigale laughed—a dry, broken sound. "We built domes. We built machines. We thought we could outrun prophecy." She gestured at the emptiness. "Look where that got us."
Meshka tilted her head slightly, studying her. "The prophet did not speak of running. He spoke of what comes after the running stops."
Abigale's grip tightened on the rod. "Then end it. If this is judgment, finish it. I'm tired."
Meshka took one step closer. The prisms from her staff danced across Abigale's face like memories of water.
"I was raised in the shadow of his words," Meshka said. "I was born after the ocean vanished. I walked beside the last ships where they were grounded. I have seen the end you fear... and what lies beyond it." She extended her free hand—not in threat, but invitation. "This is not your grave, Abigale. It is the cradle of something new."
Abigale stared at the offered hand, then at Meshka's face. For the first time, something flickered in her eyes besides defeat—curiosity, or perhaps the ghost of hope.
"What... comes after?" she whispered.
Meshka's gaze drifted upward, to where the sky had turned a permanent bruised violet, stripped of moisture and mercy.
"The land remembers," she said. "And the land waits to be remembered."
She lowered her hand but did not withdraw it entirely.
"Stand," Meshka said. Not a command. A possibility.
Abigale hesitated. Then, slowly, she rose.
The two women stood facing each other on the floor of what had once been an ocean—one who had fought the prophecy until it broke her, one who had carried it until it reshaped her.
Somewhere far off, in the direction of the old Mid-Atlantic Ridge, a low rumble echoed—not thunder, but the earth itself shifting.
Meshka smiled faintly—the first real expression she had shown.
"Come," she said. "There is still time to learn what the future actually looks like."
Together they turned toward the horizon, where the cracked seabed began to slope upward toward unseen lands, and began to walk.
@InfinityRisingX keeps delivering incredible tech and LORE galore!!! Thank you to the entire team, and importantly to David the Game Director for the hours of work to bring us this LORE packed trailer!
The best game trailer we have ever made !!
Lore packed and shows off our in house built assets in a modern way, incredible work team !! 🎮
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A walkthrough from the Game Director David on the upcoming apartment building loop. Grind, craft, beautify, and socialize. Your apartment is the anchor point of play. The place you return to.
Available in our next major release "Coming Home"