Radiant Calendar, year 1462, March.
The Verne Star System front line. Onboard the Iberian Glory.
Fierce broadsides, like scattered firework embers, flickered on and off in the deep, dark expanse of space.
Even though the flagship was as massive as an asteroid, within the vastness of the star system—a space measured in astronomical units and spanning over ten billion kilometers—it was still as insignificant as a lone skiff on a dark sea.
Grayish-white light cast down upon the grand, massive bridge leading to the command center.
The stench of gunpowder from the fires of war filled the dust-filled air.
Administrative District Guards stood post every three hundred meters, like statues forged from steel, lining both sides of the bridge.
