your galaxy is Euclid (1)
πŸš€ Destination confirmed, smooth journey ahead!
This is an unknown system
It's potentially named "Nedosi", within the region Zimmon Spur βž”
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π–¦ΉEuclid (1) is a Normal galaxy
⊞ Quadrant Gamma γ
β—° Sector 1
  β–˜ Block 1
    β˜Β² Cube 2
β—‡ Region Zimmon Spur
Reachable

This Region is Reachable
it's neither in the Fade or the Core

⬌West - East axis X -1748

Outer Coordinate Boundary
ↀ West Spatial Progression
Way out near the edge

⬌Top - Bottom axis Y -2

Very Close to Galactic Equator
↑ Lower Spatial Progression
Almost touching the middle of the galaxy

⬌North - South axis Z 44

Galactic Central Plane
↧ South Spatial Progression
Right in the middle of the galaxy

Could be named Nedosi

Generated as an approximation based on the system’s coordinates
So it could be close to the real name… but not always !
It’s an educated guess, just what the glyphs decoder thinks it might be :)

β˜€ Solar System Index #142

Probably Exists
highest probability
β„™ 100%

Rβ‚€ β‰ˆ 699 422 light years from the core
why a yellow sun ?

It's the most common star color in the galaxy

You'll teleport there if it exists
We’re not certain this world exists
Worst case, you're sent to the first planet
β—‰ Stellar Body #1 of the system
why so many stellar body ?

high probability the sytem harbors the maximum of planets and, or, moons : it's the most common configuration

Should the glyphs be wrong or unrecognized, the portal will stop the sequence and display an in-game message
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Testimonials
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The air smells like cookies. I don’t trust it

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They kept touching the no-touch relics. Even after we politely vaporized a sign. – Docent M’Karr

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Once it sold for millions. Now we use Activated Indium to prop open cargo bay doors. The traveler gave us a lesson in oversupply we’ll never forget. – Gek Memorium Archives

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We tried regulating the market. Then the traveler came and laughed at our quotas. The crash was immediate. The trauma eternal. – Bureau of Interstellar Trade Rules

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We once revered our ancient elders. The traveler sold them to a space station vendor for nanites. – Dignity Restoration Committee

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They used our singing rocks in their stairs. – Tone Monk Haliv

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The horizon vanished beneath prefab panels. – Vy’keen Guard Kurran

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