The last soldier of mankind, given a chance to go back to before it all began. “War tore us apart, disease weakened our home worlds, and then came the Scourge, wiping out civilization from the most barren moon to our most distant star. Now, there’s only me left, Yamien Silmund, Captain of the Astral Fleet’s 113th division. I lost contact with the last survivor settlements fifty years ago along with my crew, and the other brigades have long since been swallowed by the Void. If there’s anyone out there, anyone to hear this message, meet me at CZ-914, 814, -94.32. I’m heading there to respond to what I believe to be a distress signal. I’ll arrive by the new year 226, Salazar, the last light of humanity. May he rest in peace. Captain Yamien Silmund, over…” In an alien tomb that was doomed to become his own, what Yamien found wasn't any survivors, but something far greater and more sinister than he could ever have imagined.