Description

Haul cargo and passengers between the stars at a hair under lightspeed - and let special relativity be the economy.

Deadlines run on universe time. You and your passengers age on ship time. The closer to c you cruise, the less of your life each delivery costs - but fuel is delta-v, you pay again to brake, and every load's g-rating caps how hard you may burn. Gentle ramps cost years on both clocks.

Pick contracts off the star chart. Outfit your ship: a bigger tank, a leaner drive, inertial dampers, a broker license, redline coils that push your top speed a nine closer to c. The autopilot flies each run optimally - how much fuel you buy is your throttle. Watch decades pass at the docks while you barely age. Retire rich, not old.

* Procedural star clusters - replay any map by its seed, shared with the web game
* A daily run: everyone flies the same cluster
* Dock economy booms, strikes, and clearances
* Reputation, ranks, and all-time records across careers
* A deep-space license for pilots who touch gamma 25,000

The dilation is real physics - exact time dilation, honest rocketry in rapidity. The twin paradox as a contract clause.