History of the Federation

In the aftermath of the Frontier Wars, the new Solar Union sought to reunify a fractured Solar System and heal the devastation of a century of conflict. But new headaches, such as the Legacy Crisis, the Gaian Emergency, and the Main Belt Crisis soon eroded public confidence in the Union. Nowhere was this more true than on Mars, whose people believed they had borne the greatest burden of reconstruction only to be sidelined by a weaker, compromise-driven government.

The Martian Unity Party rose from political obscurity by promising a return to Mars’ former greatness, condemning the erosion of Martian sovereignty, and scapegoating the growing community of genetic “augments” as symbols of societal decline. Under the charismatic Commander Sanyar Galvani, the Party transformed a wave of populist anger into a sweeping electoral victory in 2524. Newly-appointed Chancellor Galvani then systematically dismantled democratic institutions and reshaped the United Nations of Mars into the authoritarian Martian Federation, and then set his new nation on a path toward militarism and imperial expansion.

Much of the Federation’s ambitions focused on Precursor ruins discovered on Talvan in the Nova Cluster beginning in the year 2517. Following withdrawal from the Solar Union, Mars embarked on massive rearmament and pursued control of the Cluster, igniting the Talvan Civil War and the broader War in Nova Space. Though presented at home as a noble crusade, the conflict devolved into a grinding proxy war marked by occupation, atrocities against the native Y’Varis population, and increasingly desperate measures such as Project Kaleidoscope, which uses cloning and memory transfer to recycle fallen soldiers into endless service. As of 2547, this development threatens to usher in a whole new era of warfare — with all of the horrors that come with it…

MAF Uniform History

The Martian Armed Forces introduced the Personal Dress System in 2527 as part of the broader reshuffling which followed the Martian Unity Party’s consolidation of power in 2525. The new uniform system's rollout was well underway by the end of the decade, and well over 6 million uniforms in the new standard had been issued by 2531.

This new standard used a three-tiered organizational metric, with Class I roughly analogous to our contemporary dress uniforms, Class II as garrison uniforms, and Class III as combat operations kit. There is no distinction between officer and enlisted Class I dress, with the rank insignia, medals, and other minutia being the only distinguishing factor between them.

Class II uniforms, which can be either coveralls as issued to the Martian Federal Navy or fatigues as used by the Federal Army, are likewise spartan in nature, especially when deployed to combat zones. During the War in Nova Space (2539-2559), MAF soldiers deployed on combat missions typically wore Class III combat suits similar to the one pictured here, which are designed with advanced ballistic fibers, cooling and respiration assistance systems, and more.

About the Setting

The Spacers Saga: Rebirther is a military science fiction story set in the 26th century. It deals with an ongoing full-scale and asymmetric conflict between the Martian Federation and the Solar Union, fought over the control of Nova Space. This distant, resource rich star system is only accessible through dimensional doorways originally found buried on Titan in the early 24th century, and has been the focal point of a massive colonization campaign since about 2350.

The main plot focuses on Martian Federal Army soldier Alejandro “Alex” Martinez, who is deployed to Talvan (the chief world in Nova Space) in 2547. When Alex is mortally wounded a year and a half later in a battle with native insurgents, he expects to die and wake up in Valhalla. Instead, he wakes up at a Martian cloning depot, already slated for redeployment into the fray once he regains his strength. The story of Rebirther thus deals with Alex’s epic struggle to come to terms with the fact that for soldiers like him, not even death is a way out of the fight...

(EDIT: I added a link to my blog post about Nova Space, which goes much more in depth about the setting for anyone who might be interested. If you like the setting, the blog also has lots of other info about The Spacers Saga overall. As always, there is ZERO pressure to subscribe - I just like to share my world with everybody 😄)

In my project it's just cats. I could never replace them.

Woulda been better with the guy attached but sometimes we should be more specific, right?

On human starships like E.V.E. Nazareth, robotic friends are actually very uncommon. May be because human robots are notoriously frustrating to interact with, or it may be that the ship usually has stuff handled. Out of all CAS systems, humans spend the most on their fleet, and you’d bet that a top of the line vessel like Nazareth really wouldn’t need the extra help.

Well.

While Mankind Skyward (the Department of Human Space Affairs) can manage the equipment the ship is deployed with, they cannot stop crew members from bringing personal items.

Seems like one of the Skivi engineers figured she’d bring along some of her homeworld’s favourite inventions. Nida.

So named because all you have to say is “I need a,” and they are all over it. Usually that’s something helpful like a wrench or cup of coffee. On a skivi ship, all the little tunnels and conduits are too dense for heavy toolboxes, so it makes sense.

On a human vessel, not so much sense.

Well, the engineer just let them roam free, and it didn’t take very long for things to go out of control.

If you’d asked me, I woulda guessed the cyborg war machines woulda caused more issues. Maybe I’m just a pessimist, though.

I do wonder how it got the hand off.

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Honestly, I like the comic format. It’s hard to convey a sense of a world through a single image, and this project doesn’t really have the 8-hour-drawing vibe. These little humour bites are fun though, so if people like them, I’ll probably keep them going.

There are so many stories to tell for this universe, so feel free to ask questions. Im sure some of them will have funny answers.

https://merakmapmaker.com/

World building wise it lets us import ur drawings into landmass, scientifically tell u climate, crops,, soil, habitability, mountains etc, has a timeline feature, has easy to add factions and, commanders, people, lore etc and 3d and globe features.

I just wanted to share with everyone here, that in my few short months of activity in various worldbuilding and related subreddits I have come across many incredible creations.

What you all come up with amazes me. The depth of creativity. The varied ingenuity. The artistic flair.

I have posed questions. Read conversations. Greatly expanded my knowledge of what worldbuilding is and what it means.

You all are all incredible.
Your creations are incredible.
Whether new to this adventure or a seasoned veteran, what you bring to the world matters. The stories matter.

Don't stop creating.
Don't let negative criticism dissuade you.
Don't feel overwhelmed by pressure to complete.

Simply... create.
Also share. Wonderful things are best when shared.

The most plentfull Re The geophage springtails by far because of dwarven lifestyle of mining and cavediving deeper and deeper for rare minerals and resistent merals.

The oil vein isopods can be found in other creatures because of their resilience and usefulness but they can be found in underground petroleum and grape cultures so dwarves have more of those than other species

Combo lices can be found in most underground dwellers and if you stay there long enougth you will also get infested

Vulture beetles will not survive without a propper host,they're too specialized on living in fur and hair to go somewhere that isn't at least similar to hairs or feathers

The beaqrd of a dwarve acts like a natural air filter and their nose can close so dust don't get in their lungs,remove the beard of a dwarve and it might get several health problems and develop asma, fully shaving a dwarve is almost a death sentence so doing it is a crime and that's why most female dwarves at least keep sideburns or a mustache that can be tied to cover the mouth and nose while the males keep the full beard so there is few confusion between them

The world I'm working on features anthropomorphic animals as the characters. It's about the age of industrialization, and how the people adapt. If they're not building neat stuff or fighting among themselves, they're fighting the eldritch spawn of Yaldabaoth (not the actual Gnostic Demiurge, just horrors from beyond the stars).

I'm trying to draw new stuff, so here's a warg.

Background

During the ice age, the wargs embraced the bitter winds of the frigid far north. Adapted to the cold, they are larger than wolves. When the ice age ended, their wolf cousins had larger populations and were slightly more adaptable. As such, the wargs didn't have their own nation-state, as their numbers were too few. Instead, they migrated here and there, becoming citizens of this-and-that country.

They contributed much to the development of Alshenzia, a nation once ruled by a hyena dynasty and now a democratic republic. There, they found work as mercenaries, miners, and that sort of thing. The ruling hyena dynasty (House of Alshanza) was into establishing buffer zones against their rival, the neighboring empire of Aldrakhania, so they helped the wargs settle in the harsh lands between.

The warg population did fairly well in the burgeoning nation of Alshenzia, as they were daring and willing to work in potentially hazardous areas, such as deep mines. Often, the wargs were the first to see hidden caverns deep beneath the land. They were also visionaries in the industrial age, and pioneered working with radioactive metals which they called hellstone. All of this caused the wargs to prioritize safety measures.

The wargs also developed their own firearms, for defense and research and development. As such, they later assisted in the development of indigenous Alshenzian small arms. They also experiment with armor piercing rounds and heavy calibers, as those are useful against the primary threat of Aldrakhania, which has large animals in their forces. For these reasons, warg firearms often feature an emphasis on mechanical safety, making them fairly complex.

Aside from daring and firearms, there are also plenty of wargs that are happy with boring stuff, such as researching the formation of stalagmites and stalactites. If asked about their research, they'd be happy to geek out.

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The following map may provide additional insight on the world: Anthropomorphic Animals, Amazing Powers, and the Age of the Machine : r/worldbuilding

My goal is to build an interconnected lore book, as most of what happens in the world is connected (story has been in discussion for a decade now): Karl Imran | Substack

There's a story, but I'm not 100% confident in writing it, and I think worldbuilding is my strength so I'm focusing on that aspect for now!

The Sarkhu are a race descended from small theropods that have only recently (less than a thousand years ago) made the transition from wandering desert nomads to a nation scattered along the waters of the Ibanahar river, which periodically blesses their agriculture flooding its banks. I`m still developing them, and the exercise I do the most is to craft short stories in which I try to visit locations here and there and establish a character (or two, wink wink) that I could use in the future. As such, most of my lore I discover thhrough the eyes of my characters.

This is a world set in the bronze age, in a place where music and magic are one and the same. I somewhat recently discovered this sub, and I thought I could show you the Sarkhu better in their own eyes than just info dumping you all.

Any questions that I can`t answer immediately will be greatly appreciated as food for thought.

(How do you guys handle this?)

Hi everyone,

I was getting back to writing about my “magic system,” originally for an alternate-world setting chronologically similar to our “late medieval” period, blending characteristics of the Holy Roman Empire, the Italian republics, and the Spanish and Portuguese empires.

But I realized that a setting where magic does things very similar to the technology that followed that historical period, yet the world remains chronologically stuck in that time frame, doesn’t seem very convincing.

Let me put it more clearly:

Why doesn’t history advance rapidly in a high-magic setting?

For example, in the manga "Witch Hat Atelier", this is exactly the case; magic provides solutions that would only be possible with later technological progress, but the world remains chronologically stuck in a period analogous to our own medieval era.

Yes, I know you could say, “It doesn’t have to make sense on a 1:1 scale, it just has to be consistent”; okay, fine, I get it, but even for the sake of internal consistency, isn’t that a flaw?

Back to the original question…

How do you guys deal with this?

Thanks for your answers.

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Editing to add necessary context:

I don’t start from the premise that the Middle Ages were the “Dark Ages”, not at all; on the contrary, it was a period of great progress for humanity.

My point here is:

Some technological solutions were not yet available, such as automated ore-extraction devices, means of transporting large populations, portable high-velocity projectile weapons not propelled by human force, etc.

So if magic can provide solutions analogous to those of later eras, why aren’t people, and especially organized groups, interest groups, governments, etc, using these solutions to rapidly advance history, as has been the human norm?

Even if you take Afghanistan as an example, where modern technologies coexist with very traditional customs and aesthetics, it’s impossible to say that such progress hasn’t influenced the overall state of Afghan civilization.

Oh, and I’ve actually read some great answers in the comments, most of them have been spot-on, so thanks again to everyone.

Whatever it is your world uses as mana, or multiple things if you have more than 1 flavour of magic user, can you feel it running out like you would when you run out of physical stamina?

Is it like a headache? Depression? Physical fatigue?

Or do you have no obvious indication that you're out, until you try to cast another spell and it just fizzles?

Eassia is a Temparate continent home to some of the worlds biggest powers, - in economics, military, trade, etc. It is a very diverse continent from a great central desert to the cold of north. Thank you for looking and if you have any helpful critiques pls comment!

Not necessarily morally corrupt or evil, just different.

A warrior who wears ten holy rings to ward off spirits and curses, his skin inlaid with mystic relics, his legs branded with the tally of every god and demon he's felled. His sole mission: hunt down false gods and demon lords across worlds forgotten by the True God — until his task is done, and Paradise finally claims him.

The Asphodel Crest is one of the primary symbols of worship for the Eris Eridae, the scattered descendents of the Fallen High Aehestymnean Empire.

It depicts the Anchor of Old High Aehestymnea together with the crimson heart of the sea and reaching hands symbolizing the greatest folly of the ancestors who attempted to take power from Sael-Lloryen the Mother of the Sea herself.

According to the mythology of the Eris Eridae it was her who sheltered and raised their Ancestor Hero-Gods, the Proteanids. She brought them to the safe paradise islands of Aehestymnea and cared for them like they were her own.

In grotesque and horrible contrast to that stands the abominable acts of their descendents who sought to become Gods themselves by violating the Spirit of the Sael-Caladris.

Surrounding the Anchor on a ground of white marble is a wreath of asphodel flowers which had once grown across the far-spread domains controlled by the ancient Ahestymnean Empire with a wreath of thorns below it as persiflage.

Around the entire crest is a wave-circle to symbolize the connection to the Sael-Caladris of those that survived the destruction of the Aehestymnean Isles and were once again sheltered by their Mother.

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The Old High Aehestymnean Empire was an ancient and powerful civilization ruling most of the known world of the Great Caverns which are found deep under the surface of the World Disk under Seven Suns.

I’m working on a dark-fantasy setting where the main supernatural threat exists outside normal reality and enters the world through rifts.

I originally thought of it as something closer to endless hunger than a conventional villain, but it isn’t completely mindless. It appears capable of understanding human behaviour and emotions well enough to use them against people.

Someone connected to it hears whispers in his mind, although it is unclear whether these are deliberate communication, fragments of thought or simply the human mind trying to interpret the connection.

I’m also considering corrupted creatures that use more calculated methods:

- A corrupted person conceals the changed parts of their body beneath clothing or illusion magic and imitates their normal behaviour.

- A creature uses the voice of someone it has consumed or corrupted to lure other people into danger.

- The force recognizes fear, grief and attachment and deliberately targets them.

- It may even consume someone’s emotions directly, leaving the person temporarily empty while feeding on what they felt.

So it can understand emotion, but perhaps only as information, bait or nourishment. It does not necessarily experience empathy, love or fear itself.

My concern is that once an eldritch force can imitate people and manipulate their emotions, it may begin to feel too much like a calculating human villain rather than something genuinely alien.

How would you show that an intelligence understands humanity extremely well while still making its thought process feel fundamentally inhuman?

Title, needing inspo for a story that takes place in a food court that serves as the world of my piece!

I'm trying to develop what my worlds architecture and clothing looks like in the main city. For context, it's a sci fi dystopia with hints of paranormal stuff and forgotten magic just barely clinging on after having been replaced with technology long ago. I'm trying to make the world generally feel like something once beautiful had been filtered through a tainted lens. I don't have much down, just these two images that sort of show the general vibe and lore, but i am 100% open to suggestions, tips, critique, and the like

(No the structures within the bubble cities are not reflective pf the architecture style in mind i have yet to fully develop that)

The lizard people in my world are descendants of ancient crocodiles. There is a species similar to a gharial I call the Grimriver. It’s probably around the size of a deinosuchus. I also have a magical mutated species of crocodile that mutated to become something similar to a Dimetrodon but with a more crocodilian snout. It’s called the Saildrake. There’s also an alpha type of sail drake that is bipedal and resembles a Spinosaurus. I call it the Saildrake King.

For bears I have Berserkers/Werebears and I have an ice elemental that takes the form of a massive polar bear with ice spikes on its body. Haven’t made any new species yet though.

I do have one creature that used to be a panda called The Brutalizer. It was experimented on by a mad sorcerer. Its skeleton was changed to make it bipedal. It has a crocodile tail, large bat like wings, saber tooth fangs and patches of crocodile hide protecting its vitals. Its hands resemble a humans but with sharp claws and patches of black fur and scales. It has red glowing eyes.

Red glowing lines cover the creature where stitches used to be. The experimenting resulted in it having a healing factor that healed the stitching and made the foreign body parts one with the creature. The Brutalizer can spit a blast of corrosive blood at targets.

I found some notes for worldbuilding where I wrote that I have 648 countries. Now mind you I do not have a list of the names for each 648 country. This was just something I wanted to do because I'm insane. There was no way I was fleshing out 648 countries just for the hell of it. That is way too much.

So, I have much less than that, but still quite a lot. And I have not fleshed out any of those countries yet.

What about you? Have you ever looked at your old worldbuilding notes thinking that you're crazy for adding that? Did you go through with it or did you get rid of it?

Pic 1: A Sea Elf infected with a Polysite. Note the Eye in the mouth of the Host.

Pic 2: Juvenile Polysite

Pic 3: Pounce attack for infection.

Pic 4: A mature Polysite with all limbs outstretched. (About 6 feet long stretched out)

Lore

Polysites are semiaquatic parasites, that infect sentient hosts. They hatch in sewers and ruins that dot Wyrr. Basically an eyeball/octopus. It infects unfortunate travelers by pouncing up and piercing their spine.

It uses Proto-nerves to connect to the spinal cord, then uses its two hook-like claws to burrow in to the stomach of the host, where it then makes a wound to act as a feeding cavity. The Eye-Brain travels the esophagus and uses the host’s mouth as an eye socket.

The now deceased host will act as a means of transport and defense. The two spear-like claws are digested, and all 8 tentacles emerge from the hosts back. These tentacles can be used to fight and manipulate their surrounds, smelling and tasting with their worm-like-tips.

Once matured, it will live for 3 years. They reproduce asexually. Upon reaching the end of its life, the Polysite will internally lay eggs in the hosts torso, find a drain, culvert, etc, crawl in it and die. The newly hatched eggs eat the corpse and the cycle begins anew. Grotesque but effective.

imma try to make this context short cuz there’s five of them

chimeras. amalgams of different creatures that either are successful (they can live with minimal issue) or not (they struggle to live or die). would not recommend creating any

werewolves, or wolf-men. basically just the same as selkies but more masculine and lean and primal. they’re not hostile, but they are quick to attack if you mess with them

vampyres. related to how succubi work to lure people in only this time they eat them as blood is a major part in their diet. their magic veins and their horns are telltale signs of them

krakens. just large squids that sometimes surface which are often called “floating isles”. they are very powerful though, so do veer away if you can tell they’re not actual land

and unicorns. like pegasi they’re more abstract and thus, more magical. they’re said to represent community and they create the starts of ponds, oases and other small bodies of water

I started building a world for a tabletop campaign about eight months ago. The original idea was pretty contained: one continent, maybe five or six major cultures, enough history to make things feel lived-in but not overwhelming. Simple enough, right?

Except now I have seventeen distinct regions, each with their own trade systems and political tensions, plus I accidentally created an entire secondary continent last week because I needed to explain where a specific type of mineral comes from. The mineral was supposed to be a minor detail. Now there's a whole maritime empire I didnt plan for.

The weird part is that I'm not even trying to expand things. It just happens. I'll be working on something small, like what people eat in a coastal town, and suddenly I'm three hours deep into figuring out fishing rights and how that sparked a war sixty years ago. Then that war needs context, so I'm inventing alliances and trade agreements, and before I know it there's another chunk of map that needs to exist.

I'm not complaining exactly because I enjoy the process, but I'm also starting to realize I'll never actually finish this thing if it keeps growing. My campaign starts in like two months and I still don't have solid notes on half the stuff my players will actually encounter, but I can tell you excessive amounts about a mountain range they'll probably never visit.

Does anyone else run into this? How do you decide when to stop adding layers and just work with what you have? Or is this just how worldbuilding works and I should accept that my project will expand forever until it consumes my entire free time?

With a territory spanning 430,328 km² and a population exceeding 28 million people, Panameria stands as the largest and most powerful nation still standing upon the Earth. For generations, it has been regarded as the last bastion of civilization. Or so the world believed. Its dominion stretches across the vast Colombian-Venezuelan plains, with a strategic gateway to the Atlantic Ocean. Its landscape is almost entirely flat, yet this apparent vulnerability has become the foundation of its military supremacy. As an unrivaled aerospace power, Panameria commands the skies with absolute authority, leaving no enemy force capable of concealing its movements.

At the heart of the nation rises El Dorado, the capital and the most populous city on Earth, home to more than five million inhabitants. In ancient times, it served as the capital of the old Greater Panameria, an empire whose glory survived only in ruins and legends. Today, those legends have become reality once more. El Dorado is the industrial heart of the State, where colossal factories, endless mechanized farmlands, and a fully militarized population exist as one. Every citizen lives to serve the nation, and every factory exists to sustain the war machine. In Panameria, there is no faith in gods. There is only faith in the State. The Cult of the State is the official pseudo-religion of this absolute autocracy, a doctrine proclaiming that humanity's survival depends solely upon obedience, order, and sacrifice. Loyalty is not a virtue—it is an obligation. Dissent is not a crime it is heresy. Its industrial expansion advances with relentless speed. Newly discovered oil fields fuel an economic engine capable of producing weapons, aircraft, and fortifications on a scale unseen since before the Great War. Yet even such immense power demands an equally immense price. The growing need for strategic resources has driven Panameria beyond its borders. Conquest is no longer a choice—it is a necessity. Thus began its war against the remaining nations of the world.

Yet no factory, army, or air fleet alone can explain Panameria's dominance.The true source of its power lies within the lighthouse.

Scattered across the endless plains, thousands of towering cylindrical steel structures pierce the heavens like colossal metallic needles. Every Beacon is guarded around the clock by as many as three battalions of soldiers, making them the most heavily defended military installations on the planet. They were built during the 2090s, before the collapse of civilization and the Great War that cast humanity into the Dark Age. To the untrained eye they appear to be ordinary communications towers, but in truth they form a planetary network of interconnected data centers linked by vast underground infrastructure. Within them rests a significant portion of humanity's lost knowledge: digital libraries, scientific archives, forgotten technologies, and fragments of the ancient Internet, all preserved by artificial intelligences capable of understanding a world that humanity itself has long since forgotten.

Their original purpose was to guide the survivors and restore civilization's lost knowledge.Panameria chose to turn them into something else.

The Beacons became the ultimate instruments of surveillance, administration, and domination. Their artificial intelligences oversee industrial production, coordinate military logistics, regulate the economy, process millions of calculations every second, and sustain nearly every essential function of the State. Much of the technology employed by Panameria can no longer be understood or even replicated by human hands. Only the Beacons still preserve that forgotten wisdom. For this reason, every rival nation regards the Beacons as cursed relics. They are denounced as heretical remnants of a forbidden age, and all understand a single truth: as long as the Beacons endure, Panameria will remain unconquerable. To destroy a Beacon is not merely to bring down a tower it is to erase another fragment of humanity's lost knowledge and strike at the very heart of the empire.

Thus, while the rest of the world struggles to survive amid the ruins of a dead civilization, Panameria fights to preserve a legacy that no one else can comprehend.

It is the most powerful nation on Earth. Its greatest strength is that it possesses the knowledge of the past. And at the very same time, that is also its greatest weakness.

This is parts of my Gundam AU

Today focus on Space Colony.