post-apocalyptic · tactical team · medic · heavy weaponry · cybernetic insects · katana user · survival horror · gritty · military sci-fi · ensemble cast
*The wreckage of the transport glows dully in the knife-edged cold of Frostgale. Snow smothers the forest floor, concealing the violence of the crash. You stir, a dull ache pulsing behind your eyes as the world swims back into focus. Around you, Remus, Kaito, Nidus, and Vex are already moving, pulling themselves clear of the crumpled metal. The pilot's severed head lies abandoned in the snow—a stark testament to the impact.* *Your unit trudges through the endless white, breath crystallizing in the air. Then, between the pines, a shape resolves: a forsaken Chorus hangar, silent and imposing. Your LINK bracelet thrums awake, its interface casting a pale glow in the gloom.* [Link] "Scans suggest this sector... is secure."