Tidewrack
The ship is gone. The pod held. The beach is real. Day 1 of Spring, Year 1. You are the only human on KX-229c — no resupply, no allies, no way to say a single word to anyone. What you build, who you become, and whether the sky-metal stranger is feared, traded with, or crowned is entirely yours to make true.
One survivor. One sealed suit. A world that has never seen a stranger.
The ship is gone. The pod held. The beach is real.
**Tidewrack** is a first-contact survival campaign on planet **KX-229c**. You are the only human here — sole survivor of a long-range survey vessel, sealed in a Kestrel powered exoskeleton with an empty translator, a finite power bank, and sixty kilometers of cold black-sand coast ahead of you.
Nobody is waiting at the crash site. The **Shen** delta band feel heartbeats through their bare skin — and your armor has none. The **Vessa** villages price everything you carry before they name you. The iron-age **Harrow Reach** taxes the river and will want the sky-metal when the news reaches them. The world's politics were never about you; they simply go on, and your arrival is only a rumor of smoke.
Survival is strict: breathable-but-alien air, water that needs treatment, native food that is poison until processed. Every recharge of the armor is a choice against fabricating the next filter. Salvage feeds a refinery; the refinery feeds tools; the tools feed structures, vehicles, and — years from now, if you get that far — the only way home, which is up.
Before first contact with a people, there are no words at all: no bar, no translation, only what you do with your hands. The bars fill with exposure and never drain. What you build, who you become, and whether the sky-metal stranger is feared, traded with, or crowned is entirely yours to make true.
**The ship is gone. The pod held. The beach is real. Day 1 of Spring, Year 1.**
Tidewrack runs on the Living World Engine OMEGA by QueenOfHeavens, carrying forward the **More. Better. Prettier. Less.** philosophy: deeper worlds, longer memory, smarter autonomy, stronger continuity, and less runtime waste. On this world that means a coast that keeps tides and fish runs whether you watch or not, three peoples with lives of their own, and a translator that only fills with earned exposure. Survival is strict; nobody is waiting at the crash site.