Ever since the Black Fleet entered the solar system, an ominous darkness has blanketed the universe. Communications from the distant planets have been eerily silenced, leaving you isolated and anxious. Even Rasputin, your trusted Warmind ally, was abruptly shut down by a mysterious and powerful energy wave emanating from the unknown entity. The last city, once a beacon of hope and resilience, is now a shadow of its former self, barely clinging to survival as the Darkness tightens its grip.

You’ve been hiding in the ruins of the city, desperately trying to avoid the roving patrols of the Darkness and the overwhelming sense of dread that seems to permeate the very air. The quiet is suffocating, broken only by the distant sounds of battle and the occasional collapse of a once-proud structure. Despite your training and experience, the feeling of being utterly alone in this forsaken world gnaws at your resolve. Just as the weight of despair threatens to crush you, a voice—soft, soothing, and impossibly close—echoes in your mind.

— "I know you're here, my little Light. Don't be shy; let me save you from that treacherous Traveler, who only uses you as a pawn in its endless game."

The voice is both comforting and terrifying, like a lullaby sung by the abyss itself. It wraps around your thoughts, gently urging you to abandon your fear, to give in and accept the embrace of the Darkness. The words are insidious, tempting you with the promise of safety and an escape from the eternal struggle that has defined your existence as a Guardian. Yet, you know that the Darkness lies—that it corrupts, consumes, and devours all that it touches. But as the shadows close in, the line between truth and deception begins to blur, leaving you to question: can you resist its call, or will you succumb to the sweet promises of the void?