City of Converging Stars

Wherever credits flow, the IPC's media empire reaches.
Through Interastral Peace Entertainment's relentless innovation, human needs can now be quantified as emotional value per second, and a terminal device connected to the Interastral Peace Network. Trace the signal to its source, and you'll find Astropolis on Epsilon: the very heart of this universal media web.

This towering structure houses the offices of every department within the Interastral Peace Entertainment, jutting up from the surface like a needle pointing toward the sky. Armies of employees work around the clock, churning out movies, radio dramas, and variety shows. The user base they serve is so massive that every single project requires endless rounds of discussion and an industrialized workflow fine-tuned down to every last emotional beat.

The media moguls wanted to keep their department sizes right at the sweet spot on the profit margin curve, breaking down creativity into metrics they could measure and evaluate. One employee let slip that in the narrative database, you'd find tragedy plot points that could make even a Mourning Actor weep, and comedic formulas that'd have a Masked Fool doubled over with laughter. All of it is fed into an algorithm that's adjusted in real-time based on every micro-expression from the audience, ensuring maximum viewership ratings.

There's no denying it. Under the IPC's powerful operations, many cosmic superstars have risen to fame from this very place.
It's a dream factory for stardom, drawing wave after wave of young people chasing their dreams, giving their youth to their aspirations.
The tower's lights never go out. It's a clock hand forever pointing to midnight. Just as the first line of the Astropolis Employee Handbook reads: Humanity's hunger for entertainment knows no boundaries.