1 Prologue

Year: 473,709

Location: Neptune

"Argh! Help!"

"It's the Infested!"

"I'm coming!"

"I cannot hold it out any longer!"

"Send the signal! Send the sig-...."

"The connection with Triton has been cut off! There's no way to reach Triton…"

"Then transmit it to Luna! We must act swif-..."

[—-]

Year: 473,720

Location: Saturn

""Seal the gates! Plunge them into cold darkness! Halt the relentless advance of this abominable infestation!"

"It's futile! They are breeding even in the outer rings, beyond our reach."

"We have to create a fortress. Isolation is our only chance to retain control over Saturn."

"It's not working! The spores are spreading through the tiny gaps of the gates!"

"Send the emergency signal to Luna! Saturn is at the end of its rope."

[—-]

Year: 473,723

Location: Mercury

"This is bad, this is really bad."

"Our energy source has been captured!"

"They're infiltrating the core of the sun itself… How can they withstand such heat?"

"Dispatch the urgent message to the council! We face an impending catastrophe!"

Year: 473,745

Location: Jupiter

"Ugh… The task of defending such a colossal planet with such meagre forces is impossible."

"Saturn and Neptune have already succumbed, backup from Mars, Earth, Venus and Mercury is out of the question. They'd have to pass through the asteroid belt to get here…"

"If only we managed to act quicker when Neptune fell. Then this… Then the Infested could never have come this far."

[—-]

Year: 473,745

Location: Luna

"Selene? What happened?"

"It's an emergency message, Jupiter has fallen."

"What?"

"That's the biggest planet in our solar system? How could it have fallen?"

"We're really close to being doomed now. Neptune, Saturn and Jupiter are not in our hands as of now. Mercury is the closest to the breeding place of the Infested, they must be next."

"Uju…"

"From now it's officially code red. Tactically relocate all sentients to recapture and hold the core planets. Sacrifice any moons and other celestial bodies to protect the planets at all costs."

"But we barely have any sentients left! How can we possibly recapture our core planets!?"

"We shall fight alongside them. The mightiest of us still stand. We have to make sure we maintain the status quo."

"We cannot lose any more sentients nor planets, or we're doomed!"

"It's a risk we have to take, either we go down now, or we'll fight till our last breath. Such is the harsh reality of the universe."

"Council Dismissed!"