The Liberation of Night

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"Society's law is unjust because natural law is Unjust. Tyranny begins at the top. Not from the factory-owner; not even from the palace of a queen. But in the arch of heaven itself. Those who join us should be prepared to defy the suns. And prepared to win, for our grievances are immeasurable."

"With the aid of the Calendar Council, you begin to establish a new kind of society, a ripe and feverish vitality like corpse-fungus. Over time, the survivors adapt. [...] The principles you’ve developed here will function on a much larger scale. The Sun itself is not beyond your reach. The stars. The Judgements that rule the universe, that seemed eternal: you will end them."

"With the Judgements overthrown and their Chain broken, there would be nothing to limit the heights every being could reach."

An Unclear Bomb. Art from Sunless Sea.

The Liberation of Night is an anarchist plot to blow up the Bazaar and extinguish every light in the Neath. And this would only be a test run, because its supporters aim to extinguish all the light in the universe. Thus, the Liberation is one from the sources of said light and their tyranny.

The method through which this Liberation will be achieved is not entirely known. However, numerous Unclear Bombs are scattered across the zee floor, and anarchists spend much of their resources trying to research unclear devices. These behave similarly to nuclear bombs in our world, but instead of a blinding flash, they release blinding darkness.

Sunless Skies

"February hands you each a glass of your Aunt's brandy. "London did approach us about building an Unclear Bomb. We had an enemy in common: the Masters of old London. The Calendar Council helped make them an Unclear Bomb. We used it to blow up the sun."

"She shrugs. "But that's ancient history. Not sure why you bothered me with all this. Still, shall we raise a toast? To old acquaintances never forgot.""

It's been a decade since London escaped and the zailors zailed away, and the Great Work has begun. The Traitor Empress, using her Unclear Bomb, managed to murder a star located far from Earth, the King of Hours. Its realm, what would soon become Albion, was then colonized and subjugated after Her Renewed Majesty led an exodus to through the Avid Horizon.

...Well, not really. Albion's sun was poisoned to death by another force. The bomb, which never actually had to be used, still exists and is now housed in the Most Serene Mausoleum. Meanwhile, Albion's Judgement was replaced by the Clockwork Sun, solidifying the victory of the New Sequence.

Meanwhile in Eleutheria, the Halved is at the forefront of the Liberation, radiating anti-light and making its realm as dark and chaotic as possible. It is responsible for the death of the Garden-King, causing the Reach to become overgrown and chaotic. Meanwhile, the Calendar Council has taken up residence in Pan, with December and January as their ringleaders. Crazed skyfarers known as Dousers have sworn to extinguish every light in Eleutheria, especially the electric bulbs of Eagle's Empyrean.

In short, the Suns are dying.

An obscure future. Art from FL.