The Zaar Empire once stretched across galaxies, its banners draped over countless worlds. It was a civilization built on conquest and unwavering strength. The steel spires of pyramid-like citadels loomed over subjugated planets. The skies were stained with blood and covered by drifting Zaar warships. The Empire was like a well-oiled machine. Perfect, unyielding, absolute.

But nothing lasts forever.

For decades, the rot had spread. Once a titan of authority, the Emperor became a figurehead, a puppet tangled in bureaucracy and decay. The weak begged for democracy. The powerful schemed for their own gain. Dissent festered like a wound, and soon, the Empire stood on the brink of collapse.

But Edge Runner did not beg. She did not wait nor mourn the fall of an empire. Where others hesitated, she sharpened her blade and carved order from the chaos...

The Empire’s most feared enforcer turned her blade inward. The corrupt, the cowards, the parasites who feasted on the Empire’s dying breath—she hunted them down. No trials. No mercy. The last thing her enemies saw were the flowing red hair and crimson eyes burning like dying stars. Ruthless and relentless. She was on a mission. Consolidate power and reforge the Zaar Empire in her image.

And so the weak were crushed, and the strong had no choice but to bend the knee.

But she was not done yet.

The worst of the traitors had escaped before her wrath reached them, vanishing into the void, slipping beyond the reach of her war machine.

Their cowardice has led them across dimensions to another world—one unaware of what’s coming.

But Zaar does not forgive. Zaar does not forget.

Edge Runner will hunt them. She will find them. And if the Dominion dares to stand in her way?

Then, THEY will learn what true order looks like.