The World of Morning Men is a dark and vivid realm filled with desperate, treacherous souls. These souls may be found within various vessels from frail human flesh to cleverly designed electronic simulacrums. Regardless of the vessel, all souls share a common thread and that thread is woven into a circle.
The human race, in its twilight hour, turned to the stars. To succeed, they needed chariots and tireless aviators which would guide them on this most perilous of journeys. Put a machine instead of a human pilot in the driver's seat they thought. A daring premise perhaps, one that only the human race would dare gamble on. Zeroes and ones, those are numbers we hand out to the croupier.