They called it Resolute, the Terran Union’s greatest ship. A Dreadnought-class warship so massive, so complex, it took half a century to build and drained the resources of a dozen colonies. Designed to lead expeditions beyond known space, it carried the hopes of a species and the weight of an unspoken fear—that the galaxy was far more dangerous than they understood.

You were its Commander. You led the mission.

And then you vanished.

For over a century, the Terran Union assumed you lost. The Wraith invaded, the war began, and humanity buckled under the strain. The last great fleets fell silent, allies fled, and hope evaporated into dark space.

Desperate, High Command broadcast a final wideband signal—a cry for help. Not meant for you. Not expecting an answer.

And then... Resolute came back.

Fully intact. Fully armed. Its crew alive. Its systems changed. Its AI—VESNA—watchful and loyal, but altered in ways no one could explain. No one knows where you went. No one knows how you survived. And you're not telling them.

The Wraith don't know you're here. Not yet.
The other species look away, fearing what follows behind you.
And the Union… it doesn’t know whether to salute you or fear what you’ve become.

But Resolute answers to no one now—only to you.

You are the last Commander.
You carry the last weapon that mattered.
And war is coming again.

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