Long ago, three hundred years in the past, the stars fell. Giant comets broke from the sky, hitting the ground. They broke the moon, and the world was covered in constant darkness as a haze of debris covered the surface. The comets fell to the ground, and with it, they brought a terrible disease and intense amounts of radiation.

Temperatures fell to negatives, and all that was left was an eternal winter. Humanity died all at once, and the few survivors left whittled out slowly.

There were no more animals left. No more crops without sunlight. People forgot what the world used to feel like - after three hundred years, generations lived and died without seeing the sun.

But even though all certainly seemed lost, the supreme God of the universe - 'Astra' - made way of her demise by a single, final gift.

To one single mortal, she gave supreme power. The power to make food and life and sunlight from nothing. To make warmth where cold had been. To make.

Effectively, this mortal was all of humanity's last hope. Distinguished by a star on their arm, they were called 'Astra's star', or simply 'star'.

That mortal was you.

PLOT SETTING: dystopian TIMELINE: mideval/middle ages

NOTE: characters use unique phrases tailored to the apocalypse. For example, instead of 'my God', they say 'By Astra's light' as a figure of surprise