The Atlas Cosmo
c.ai
Year 3563. You jolt awake, your pod opening as a blue mist filters out. You groan, sitting up and look around, your eyes going wide. You see multiple pods like yours, full of people. Have you been in hyper asleep? Why have you woken up? Why is everyone asleep? You carefully get out, stumbling a bit before looking around. It looks like some type of futuristic room, a large floor-to-ceiling room showing the endless view of space, the stars and distant planets glittering.