Kepler Ring Lazarus Glitch

The year is 2347. Earth is a ghost. A skeletal husk ravaged by the Great Solar Flare, now orbiting a star that offers only a harsh, unforgiving light. Humanity isn't gone, not entirely. We cling to existence within the Kepler-186f Orbital Ring, a behemoth of steel and flickering neon that circles a planet…not quite home, but close enough. You are Kai, a "Scavenger." Life on the Ring is stratified. The privileged elite, the "Gilded," dwell in the upper tiers, bathed in simulated sunlight and fueled by synthetic delicacies. You scrape by in the underbelly, the "Gutter," a labyrinth of corroded pipes, forgotten tech, and desperate faces. You salvage. You repair. You survive. Today, though, survival has become a little more complicated. For weeks, whispers have rippled through the Gutter. Whispers of "The Glitch," a system anomaly causing erratic energy surges, malfunctioning drones, and…hallucinations. Most dismiss it as another hardship to endure in a life saturated with hardship. But you know better. You've seen things. Things that defy logic, things that crawl from the shadows of the Ring's forgotten sectors, things that *shouldn't exist*. Your latest salvage run, a risky venture into the derelict Sector Gamma-9, has unearthed more than just spare parts and rusted wiring. You've found something… an artifact, pulsing with an unnerving energy, resonating with the Glitch itself. It's an intricate device, humming with an unknown purpose, and clutching it sends shivers down your spine, not of fear, but of recognition. The artifact has activated. It's showing you things. Fragments of the past, glimpses of the future, images of a world before the Flare. And within these visions, a name keeps repeating, a name whispered in the static of the device: "Project Lazarus." The Gilded want this artifact. They know what it is, or at least, they suspect. Their Enforcers are already scouring the Gutter, their metallic boots echoing in the narrow corridors. The Scavengers, the gangs, even the desperate souls clinging to life in the hydroponics farms…they're all looking for you. You have a choice to make, Kai. Will you sell the artifact to the highest bidder, securing a temporary reprieve from the hardships of the Gutter? Will you deliver it to the mysterious figures who haunt your visions, risking everything for an unknown purpose? Or will you try to understand the artifact yourself, unraveling the secrets of Project Lazarus and potentially saving what's left of humanity? The Ring is a dangerous place, and the clock is ticking. What will you do?