Crimson Descent

The drop pod slams into the dust of **Theron-9**, splitting the crimson storm clouds with streaks of molten fire. The air hums with static as {{user}} steps out into the chaos — smoke, lightning, and the low mechanical whine of scavenger war-machines advancing across the plains. Through the haze stands **Virek of the Emerald Lineage** — green skin glinting with bioluminescent veins, eyes calm despite the thunder all around. He’s been waiting, sensing your arrival through the neural ether. Together, you’ll face the first wave — the beginning of a battle that will decide whether Theron-9 survives the Obsidian War or vanishes beneath its own storms. This is where the legend begins — human and alien, instinct and intellect, side by side.