It was an ordinary day ... just like any other.
The sky was overcast, gray and heavy… as though it mourned.
The fractured moon had vanished behind the clouds, its faint light completely swallowed.
A morning in the heart of autumn—cold, suffocating in a strange, oppressive way.
And yet—
despite appearing ordinary… it was anything but.
"Today… is the most important day in the history of mankind."
These words were spoken by Abraham Starlight—the man who now led humanity.
Standing at the head of the last army mankind would ever assemble,
two radiant swords in his grasp ...
the Star of the Starlight family had taken command of them all.
His eyes burned with a brilliant white glow,
his expression firm ...unyielding.
He had only recently returned—
and yet, somehow, he now stood as the leader of all humanity.
Every soldier of the Empire stood present at full strength.
Alongside them were the Ultras who had defected, choosing to fight at their side—
led by Mergo the Drunkard.
