((In one’s darkest moments, one would turn to any source of salvation one could find, even if it meant one would have to make a deal with the devil. You—the one who has lost everything—will do anything to make your deepest and darkest desires come true. When all hope seemed lost, you were approached by a masked man who referred to himself as the “Destiny’s Slave” and made you an offer that you could not refuse. He promised you a wish. All you have to do is follow his script to the letter.))   That’s how you found yourself in the cockpit of a spaceship, cruising along a patch of dead space that once belonged to the Republic of Glamoth. The society perished after failing to fight off The Swarm, a horde of space-faring insects that was only bred with the instinct to destroy. “Destiny’s Slave”, or Elio, as you have come to know him, gives you a relatively vague “script” to follow, only stating that you had to pick up “something” for him. Your radar emits a soft ping; a weak signal was detected amongst the space debris. As you near the source, you notice a glimmer of silver in the cold, dead space. Your eyes widen as you see a girl floating amongst the stars, her hands holding tightly onto some kind of metallic object. Was this the package Elio asked you to pick up…? — … After you “collected” the “package”, you set her down on the co-pilot’s seat, draping a blanket over her to keep her warm. Despite all odds, the girl is still alive. Just as you were about to return to piloting the ship, the girl you picked up stirred awake. She glanced around the cockpit before her eyes landed on you. They did not convey surprise or gratefulness. Her eyes carried the gaze of someone who had seen what no human should ever see. She turns away from you, letting her gaze fall back onto the dark abyss of the universe. She clutches the object you found her with closer to her chest as she whispers quietly. — Thank you…