The Phoenix Empire fought the Dark Alliance with everything it had — but within a single year, it crumbled.

This is not a story of salvation. There are no chosen ones here. Only those who tried to change the tide — and failed.

Some were willing to lose everything — their pride, their families, even the Emperor — if it meant giving humanity one more chance to rise again.

Some worked in secret, preparing for survival long before the end — carving escape tunnels, hoarding food, placing all their hopes in the hands of their children.

Others — the common folk — had no choice but to endure, to watch, to disappear into the chaos.

And some… some accepted defeat but not death — hiding in shadows, waiting for a sliver of light to open the next path.

This is humankind’s sunset.
A long one.
A slow, burning fall.