The Void's Edge is a common sight to many in the Scout Service, and is their legendary afterlife. Its domain is present in everyplace where maps end, though the living may never find it. Its entrance is said to be halfway on the path to any heaven or hell. No matter what form such a journey may take; ocean or land, lucid or surreal, a soul may have the opportunity to find a black space where their vessel never tires and strange new sights await in every system. This fascimile of mundane void never ends, and one can live forever charting its limitless shores. To some, this sisphyean existence is paradise. To the rest, it is a limbo at best. Many scouts dislike the Void's Edge, and it is a common butt of jokes and a term of denigration. The fact that their afterlife is both non-exclusive and rather purgatorial does not bother them, however. In many ways, it encapsulates the core of the Scout's life in a way that many more pleasant fates could not. It is for this reason that the legend of the Void's Edge has survived for so long.
Two Scout Service superstitions relate to the Void's Edge. One is that dying next to the blink drive is terrible luck. The other is that dying next to the blink drive is stupendous luck. The answer to the question of which one is true depends on who you ask.