
One by one, the stars begin to die without reason. Thousands of inhabited worlds are turned to dust. You and your crew must find “the Transition”, your last desperate hope to find new worlds. Assemble your fleet, customize your spaceships and fight for the salvation of all intelligent life!

How surprising that the entire Unity Fleet couldn't find the Transition, yet this lowly pirate could.

If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it.

My eyes! Rather than searching for the Transition, they're wallowing in debauchery.

It seems this Verdan lost his mind.

They're just shadows of the past. They can't stop us.

Ugh, I've never dreamed such nonsense. I need to stop drinking so much coffee.

Perhaps my dreams are warped, turned to rainbow madness, by the intense radiation? It's been known to affect the brain.

The height of terror is seeing, feeling everything, but being unable to do a damn thing to change it.