Ares Vallis
Science Fiction, Progression, Adventure
In 2237, everything that lets humanity reach the planets is human-made, built in the twenty years since precursor ruins under Mars proved it was possible. Arthur Ashpelt is eighteen. His coastal city is being evacuated district by district, and the money his family saved for ground uphill went into the neural lattice under his skull instead. Now he has a guaranteed seat in Red Horizon Adventuring's next intake cohort, a sealed implant case he is not allowed to open, and a home that will not be there when he comes back.

