life is simpler on europa

Peaceful. Heh. It definitely used to be peaceful, kiddo...
But those days are so long gone, and the moon so scarred, that those days might as well be out of a fantasy novel.

What happened, you ask? Heh... That's a silly question. Human nature happened.

You see, transit to Europa was never commercialized. Not back then, and now likely never will be. And yet, humans still charged forward, to that pristine icy moon. Charging so far off the beaten paths. Away from comforts, away from contact, away from society itself... Ask yourself now, what sort of man would willingly throw themselves such absolute solitude?

Prideful, arrogant, and sometimes even criminal, for a moment, Europa was a haven to it all. An age of constant advancement, stoked by the fires of so many supreme wills.

It was never destined to last.

Amidst that multitude, a hunger as old civilization grew. The hunger of dominion, festering in a place packed to the brim with wolves, but not a single sheep. Is it any wonder, then, that all it took was a single spark of prideful dissent? Just one, and it all gave way.

To want.
To discord.
To violence.
To insanity.
To ruin.

No one can stop you if you really want to go, kiddo. Actually no, that's not entirely true. You'll probably get interdicted and arrested on the way back. So I'll just tell you right now, there is nothing left.
Only ash, ice, and the remains of the fools of that age. Magnificent fools, but fools nonetheless.