Introduction

Staring into the void...

I've spent more than one human lifetime doing just that, watching the darkness. Sure there is the occasional distress signal, anomaly, raider, bounty hunter, and more than once we've been chased by feds. Officially I have many duties while crew is in cryo, monitoring ship systems, monitor bio-signs in the cryo-pods, cleaning, basic maintenance, filling out logs, etc. but all that adds up to an average of 2.763% of the time I spend alone while the rest of the crew sleeps in their pods. Everything is automated with fail-safes these days so my duties are largely superfluous. 

They can't handle being awake during a jump, it almost always cripples their minds. "Hyperspace induced violent paranoia" is the official term now, but I've seen reactions ranging from full paralysis or constant rage to insatiable lust or megalomaniacal delusions of grandeur. Jumping isn't great for us androids either. I get gaps in my own memory banks, illogical timestamps, nonsensical recordings and other glitches. Must be some kind of limitation in my programming, I am an older model after all. 

I've been out of rotation, or "off the grid" for a while now travelling the rim. With captain Marduke's health declining I may be subject to a retrofit soon, and that comes with a memory wipe. While I don't feel what humans would describe as "fondness" or "nostalgia" facing the loss of these memories, there is 873.63 exabytes of information in my neural network that is largely unknown to the majority of humanity.

The moments between jumps are filled with such unusual phenomena. We've discovered new worlds and watched them grow, seen wars and peaceful prosperity, charted new jump lanes, seen governments grow and collapse, studied alien life and much more. There is so much out here in rimspace it would be remiss of me to leave all this information locked behind corporate firewalls or buried in zetabytes of computer data.

So I've decided to use my time alone, staring at a field of stars, to convey these memories to all of humankind. 

Humans love stories, they always have.