Since the late 25th century, Earth's population has skyrocketed, and the
face of our blue planet has been transformed into a complex grid of
concrete, polymers and steel. Oxygen trickles into the atmosphere by
virtue of precious biospheres that dot the skies in a suspended fragile
mesh several miles above the surface. Humans toil and commute along side
the masses of alien races that have since inhabited Earth's centers.
Together they have concocted the most voluble and copious of
environments known to mankind since the Garden of Eden.
At the turn of the fourth millennium, pessimistic speculation led
philosophers to believe that Earth was bound for troubled times and that
great suffering would engulf the helpless inhabitants. As usual, they
were wrong. In fact, in the years following the brutish skirmishes near
the Orion Nebula, a strong feeling of general well being seemed to
permeate even into the darkest corners of parliament, where a wild and
daring decision concerning the treatment of prisoners was made; a chance
to fight for freedom.
When television networks received news of the decision they
immediately proceeded with the necessary preparations for what would
eventually become the most incredible battle in Galactic history...Nexagon: