Year 2341 | Month 12 | Day 29
Oasis colony | Plains of Gladsheim | Valhalla city
The Terran Empire were rumored to be one of the more aggressive human factions in the stars. Rumors hinted that the manpower of the empire was seemingly endless. It was said that the Terran's lust for war was unmatched, that their greed and technology was unrivaled. It was said nothing could stop this mighty foe, who seized worlds within days and entire domains in weeks. Even the Galactic Coalition, whose armies and fleets consisted of men and xenos all across the stars, were rumored to fear them.
Of course that's all rumors were to Decard; rumors. Decard was a man of intelligence and without proper proof to reinforce the existence of the Terran's power or he denied everything as lies made to keep the various colonies and government under Coalition rule united. After all, should such a foe exist it would be unwise to not have Coalition support.
It was almost the start of a new year on the planet Oasis, something people celebrated world-wide. Those near Valhalla city, or those who could afford a trip to it, would gather in the city streets in festivities. Fireworks shot up and illuminated the skies, fairs would raised and people would create elaborate parades that marched through Valhalla. It was a interplanetary holiday of sorts, something that everyone under in the Coalition's protection looked forward to. And it was only a few days away.
Decard thoroughly enjoyed these sort of events, even if they were a bit unnecessary. Growing up in a family of farmers and growing up to be a farmer wasn't exactly a life of adventure and action. New Years was something that was always fresh and chaotic and broke Decard from his yearly routines. It made him feel like he wasn't a drone, that there were other people on the planet besides his family and neighbors. Each stranger had a story and it was always interesting to hear them.
The capital city of Oasis offered an exotic change in scenery as well. Buildings that reached out to the heavens, hologram ads that combined moving pictures in animation, vehicles that hovered off the ground and could fly into the night sky. All this made the cost of visiting the city worthwhile to Decard, though he never heard the end of it from his parents, who thought it was a waste of time and money.
"Room for one." Decard mumbled to the owner of the hotel, drawing out cash from his pockets and exchanging it with a set of keys. He picked up his bags, slung them around his shoulder and moved from the lobby.