As the Stardust Voyager surged forward, the Fringe cruiser’s lasers bit into the hauler's reinforced bow. Sparks flew, and for a moment, the ship groaned under the physics of the impact. But the design held. The internal fire extinguishers—placed precisely where the most heat was expected—triggered instantly.

Captain Kaelen stared at the flickering tactical display of the Stardust Voyager . In the vast, blocky universe of , survival wasn’t just about having the biggest guns—it was about how you placed them.

"We’re whatever I designed us to be," Kaelen countered with a smirk.

Kaelen gripped the armrests of his command chair. He had spent weeks in the hangar, meticulously snapping armor plates and point-defense turrets into place. He’d obsessed over the crew’s walking paths, ensuring the ammo runners could reach the cannons without tripping over each other. Now, in the cold vacuum of the Centauri Belt, all that "ship-building capability" was being put to the ultimate test.

"Scan the debris," Kaelen said, his voice finally steady. "I saw some rare hyper-coils in their wreckage. If we can salvage those, we can unlock the next tier of our tech tree".

"Shields at forty percent!" his chief engineer, a frantic man named Aris, shouted over the roar of a nearby reactor. "That Fringe cruiser is targeting our exposed crew quarters. If we don’t rotate, we’re toast!"

Kaelen looked out into the stars. This wasn't just a battle; it was the prologue to a much larger story. And they were just getting started. Ship designs for a Cosmoteer story.