Morality comes in shades of grey, and none know it quite so well as the Alliance. Exposed for their crimes, they curl up to lick wounds and regroup. Humanity is still in desperate need of betterment, and those who don't leave the establishment in disgust after the origin of Reavers is leaked unite to rebuild a better, more elaborate project. What better way to skirt by the principles of morality than by choosing test subjects who technically shouldn't even exist?

Nobody knows for certain just how the technology was acquired, but cleverly reverse-engineered alien - some might say, Time Lord - tech allowed the same projects responsible for River Tam to continue unscathed. Drawing people from other points in time within parallel universes meant having no family or friends to answer to when those test subjects were harmed during experimentation - and having access to a vast array of natural talents unavailable in humans of their home world.

It worked, initially, but over time the lab rats began to grow discontent. Subjects from the same realities grew closer, patients with similar augmentations began training together in secret, and ultimately the Alliance learned an extremely important lesson: when you mistreat people with incredibly powerful abilities, you will get burned. Those dragged into a world where they never belonged have taken up residence on the once-abandoned planet of Miranda and, with great effort, hijacked the technology used to bend reality. They may not be able to seal the rifts in time and space, but they have been able to prevent the world from collapsing and redirect most rifts to the commandeered planet so newcomers aren't stranded without assistance in a vast, new universe.

Though it took years of war and unfathomable losses, the military compounds which once experimented upon innocent other-worlders have been destroyed. Project: Paradise Lost, the origin of River Tam, has finally seen its last day in the sun and, as far as the 'verse as a whole knows, things have gone quiet on the human augmentation front. Deep in a secret facility, however, Project: Odyssey has taken root - and with it, the Alliance has begun cannibalizing its own military forces, drawing in new recruits who show potential in further experimentation with enhanced powers. Perhaps it's true, what they say: war never changes.

Miranda wasn't the first, last, or only cover-up the Alliance was involved in ...

The year is 2365, and the United Academy of Science has developed the ability to travel through time - and the knowledge of alternate dimensions and timelines. Two overly ambitious men, Josef Sommer and Erik Lehrer, have banded together to create a social experiment.

For two years, the two men worked together on outfitting a house on a foggy island. Cameras and two-way mirrors were installed, secret passageways were created. Precautions were taken against most known forms of mutation and magic. The island was isolated, miles from any other land form, in the southern area of the Arctic Ocean, near Europe.

Once they thought the house was fit, they began to import people from different times and places and realities. The new residents of the house would wake up in a strange room, often decorated in a style similar to the norm for their time and culture - but still not their room. No explanation would be given as to why they were here, or even where 'here' is.

They were left to fend for themselves, to sink or swim among the other residents of the house.

The characters were drawn together to aid in the battle between Chaos and Order. The characters were pawns in a game played by the Powers, though the rules are always changing.

Not so very long ago, the Powers that Be decided it was time to decide which force should be ruling the Multiverse: the force of Order and light, or the force of Chaos and darkness. So the Powers set up two worlds inside of two bubbles, and picked their chosen representatives from various realities and points in time. Time rolled on, but after only three and a half weeks, they decided the forces were not balanced. That the pawns, the players in their cosmic war, were not equally matched. So they re-evaluated the people they'd chosen, shuffling some into the other bubble. They realized too late that some people had formed bonds in the short time they'd been in these worlds between worlds, nearly unbreakable bonds, and they would not be swayed so easy to their newly chosen side.And so, on midnight of the twenty-fourth day of the war, the Powers that Be sent most of their chosen warriors and catalysts to a new reality, merging the two existing bubbles. They have decided to start drawing in more people, letting bonds form with no barriers between the sides. Chaos' warriors are mingling with Order's chosen, and new people are being brought in on the whims of the Powers.

They’d started their ‘social experiments’ a quarter of a century ago, give or take. First it was locals, volunteers, and then ... they weren’t volunteers, but people that the Heads thought would be good candidates. In 2032, they developed the technology to rift space and time, and as they honed the technique to pinpoint characteristic held by people across realities. 

The characters were drawn together to aid in the battle between Chaos and Order. The characters were pawns in a game played by the Powers, though the rules are always changing.