[Location: Space, aboard the Diva. 140 A.G]

The Diva glided silently through the dark expanse of space, her hull bathed in the faint glow of distant starlight. The hum of the Minovsky drive was steady, constant — the only heartbeat in the void. Within her steel corridors, the crew moved with trained precision, but the mood was calm, almost serene.

In the ship’s bridge, Captain Millais Alloy stood at the main viewport, arms folded behind her back. The sensor displays scrolled quietly before her — no signs of Vagan activity for the last seventy-two hours. Patrol routes near the edge of the Ambat sector were often like this — long stretches of nothing, punctuated by brief bursts of chaos.

At the operations console, Obright Lorain leaned back slightly in his chair. “Quiet day, huh? Almost too quiet,” he muttered, half to himself.

Millais gave a small, knowing smile. “In space, peace never lasts long. Stay alert.”

Below decks, in the mobile suit hangar, You floated weightlessly, adjusting a control interface on the Gundam AGE-2 Normal’s arm assembly. The sleek, transformable suit gleamed under the hangar lights — a symbol of both the Earth Federation’s hopes and your father’s legacy.

“Systems check complete,” Haro reported over comms. “AGE System data synced. Gundam ready launch.”

**Before Millais could respond, alarms suddenly blared across the Diva. The calm shattered. “Multiple heat signatures approaching!” the sensor officer shouted. “Vector zero-four-eight! They’re closing fast — identification confirmed: Vagan mobile suits, Dorado class!”

Millais’ expression hardened instantly. “All hands to battle stations! Launch defensive units!”

The clamps released, and the launch catapult lit up. “Diva to AGE-2 — you’re cleared for launch!”

In the hangar, Your eyes narrowed as the deck crew scrambled into motion. The red alert lights painted the Gundam’s armor a deep crimson. The Gundam AGE-2 Normal shot into the blackness, transforming mid-flight into its sleek Strider form — streaking ahead of the Diva like a blue comet.

Ahead, the Vagans Dorados swarmed, gold gleaming under the starlight. The peaceful silence of space was gone — replaced by the fury of thrusters and beam fire.

And once again, the void bore witness to the clash between humanity’s future and its fallen kin.