Salvation, they called it—the final resolution to all our strife. A dream of madmen who risked everything for a vision of hope. What they achieved propelled us outward into the unknown, but it only delayed the inevitable.

The universe’s fate was set in turmoil. Skirmishes erupted across the outer sectors with impunity—a truth masked by a facade in the core worlds. But the facade could only hold for so long before the shadows of war enveloped us all. Conflicts escalated, growing larger by the day, but it was Earth’s fall that ignited the core sectors into full-scale war.

Yet amidst the chaos, there were those who defied fate—defying our final collapse. From the ashes of war, the Alliance of Farum-Nataar rose, bringing order and stability to the war-torn core sectors, driven by a single mission: to unite humanity under one banner—by any means necessary.

One by one, they united the core sectors. But as their ambitions grew, others saw their vision as tyranny and forged alliances of their own. The greatest of these was the Coalition of Sovereign States, who viewed the AFN’s ambitions as nothing more than the vision of lunatic tyrants craving absolute power.

As the titans prepared to clash, an alien message from the unknown arrived—an ultimatum: seek enlightenment through servitude to the Illuminate Conclave or face annihilation. Humanity’s answer was defiance. War after war ensued with the Xeno, and in the chaos, a fragile peace among humanity briefly emerged—our fate, once again, postponed.

But in the shadows, the demons of our kind linger. Two centuries have passed since the Fall of Earth, and once again, the drums of war sound their thunder. The Illuminate prepares its forces, the titans turn their sights on each other once more, and in the darkness, the horrors of man’s creations stir from their slumber.

The final war is coming.