Thirty years ago, the Unity Accord—a galactic pact to unite species—shattered, plunging the stars into chaos. The Krythar, crimson-skinned warlords, seized Aetheris technology, their dreadnoughts enforcing a communist tyranny across systems. The Aetheris, guilt-ridden for nearly annihilating the bioluminescent Luminari, retreated into isolation. The Luminari, cursed by a mind-enslaving plague, became shambling husks, clashing with feral Varkis scavengers. The Dominion, a human-alien alliance, hunted the Synthari—cybernetic humanoids fighting for freedom—while humans survived as pirates, colonists, and inhabitants of the Wasteland. Now, ancient Pyrothans and Crysalith awaken, their molten and crystalline forms purging “weak” species with ruthless disdain, threatening a galaxy already on its knees.
