Your eyes open to see two lonely moons, floating above. Dancing, twirling. Everyone on this planet is a mecha. It looks like their creators disappeared a long time ago. This solar system is ruled by an empire which developed in isolation. The lonely ruler is obsessed with expansion - no matter the cost. Guide them towards a better path - one that improves the lives of its citizens, and does not threaten the weak. "Inspiration comes from the earth, which has a past, a history, a future, not from the cold and immutable heaven."