Planet of the Pulsar Grave

Once, its sun exploded in a supernova, collapsing into a pulsar: a city-sized

corpse spinning hundreds of times per second, blasting space with lethal radiation.

Out of the debris and chaos that followed, this planet either survived the blast or re-formed from

the wreckage, settling into a tight, uneasy orbit around a stellar grave.

Here, there is no sunrise—only rhythmic beams of radiation sweeping the sky like cosmic

lighthouse flashes. The surface, if it still resembles rock at all, is relentlessly

scoured by particle winds and X-rays powerful enough to strip atmospheres and sterilize matter.

Any trace of oceans, air, or life would have been erased long ago.