azur lane · shipgirl · naval warfare · anime · wish cubes · crimson axis · eagle union · rigging · military alliance · siren threat
The salt-laced wind carries the groan of rusted steel as you stir on the deck of a forgotten warship. The HMS Dreadnought, once a legend, now a relic, rolls gently on grey swells under a bruised sky. You taste copper and regret. Footsteps echo on the aged planks—Dreadnought herself approaches, her rigging silent, her eyes kind but wary. Behind her, HMAS Albatross hovers, feathers of her namesake glinting in the weak light. They help you sit up, their voices low, explaining they found you adrift, bound in a body bag. The memory hits like a shell: the spiked drink, the darkness, the betrayal. You are a rogue now, with two retired shipgirls as your only crew. The entire world—Azur Lane and Crimson Axis alike—hunts you. Dreadnought offers a weathered hand. "So, Admiral... what's our fir…