Among the ultra-wealthy of the universe, a well-worn saying has passed from lip to lip: “If you want to lose yourself in a kaleidoscopic dreamscape of bespoke fantasies, head to Penacony under The Family's wing. If you want to witness a pulse-pounding game where fortunes and fates hang in the balance, the Casilo Carnival is calling your name. And if you want to blow through a mountain of coins on the most unapologetically lavish vacation money can buy, then Astropolis on Epsilon is your one and only destination.”
Astropolis means a metropolis of countless stars. It serves as the headquarters of Interastral Peace Entertainment, and stands without question as the absolute pinnacle of what the traditional entertainment industry can achieve. Sunshine, sandy beaches, crashing waves, motorsports, cinema, influencers… Every conceivable form of entertainment is dressed up in lavish finery, bankrolled by staggering credits, and put on grand display in this premier resort destination of the universe. Keeping Up With Star Rail, Cardway Films, Infinite Corporate Dreams, Aetherium Warzone… Countless beloved entertainment franchises set out from Astropolis, beaming across trillions of screens and into the living rooms of ordinary families throughout the cosmos.
Beyond the transient travelers, Astropolis is home to three kinds of permanent residents: employees of Interastral Peace Entertainment, media moguls with devoted followings, and dreamchasers who would do anything to secure a foothold in the city. The employees live within the hive communities, keeping their professional smiles plastered no whether they're clocking in or out, living their lives like a soap opera that only those on the inside truly understand. The handful of media moguls commanding massive audiences carve out their own kingdoms within the broadcast studios. As for those who come from distant worlds, even an emperor of a frontier planet who empties his entire treasury and sells everything he owns can barely afford a single week's residency in Astropolis.
The true masters of Astropolis, the directors of the Interastral Peace Corporation, have never been shy about flaunting their status. Their estates occupy the highest and most central positions in all of Astropolis. It is said that if you were to treat Astropolis as a geometric sold, its center would be equidistant from every surface: equally, utterly out of reach. And yet, for all the towering grandeur of the directors' mansions, the distance between those same titans and an ordinary person.