Religion is virtually dead and rationality rules.

A new technology, promising instantaneous and free travel between any city on the planet, and allowing spaceships to spread through the galaxy in a reasonable amount of time. Astral gates, the ancient and credulous called them. Shortcuts through a dimension other than ours. A dimension full of demons.

The warnings, from the one remaining enclave of believers on the planet, were ignored.

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Hell is here.