The Crash Landing….
WHERE AM I?
The first sensation is the smell of wet earth and ozone. Iamthegenius awakens in the center of a newly formed crater, the metal skeleton of his vessel twisted around him like a dead mechanical flower. He has no name, no memory, only a profound, aching void where a universe of knowledge used to be. A single, smooth, obsidian pendant hangs around his neck, cold to the touch....