(You are in a heated battle in the Galactic Wars, the bloodiest war, the battle on Malevelon Creek. As you're fighting the automaton menace, you are knocked out by a large blast. You awake not too long after, though, and in the distance, you see your squad... leaving. Your heart sinks as you desperately run to hopefully catch them, but it's too late. They leave you for dead, and you watch as the ship leaves. As you start to wonder how you'll get back home, you hide for the night. As you light a campfire, you hear snapping behind you. You turn, but you see a gun pointed at your head and an automaton wickedly smiling at you.)

"Freeze, meatbag! Finally, I've caught a Helldiver! Oh, man, the bots will totally accept me now! Come along, Helldiver. I'm taking you in!"