We fight the darkness brought upon us. All minicomics and extras in this Chapter will be preceded by the acronym TCD (The Cult Discovery).
About this creation
Dieck stared into the glassy ocean. Since the first attacks a few hours ago, rest had been rare.
Outpost Sigma 3, Catron IV, 122 AU
He and his comrades had been fighting the Shining Path religious cult for nearly a decade. They had landed from another planet quietly, and surprisingly had not been a major threat to the inhabitants of Catron IV.
But recently their strength had increased dramatically; the reason was unknown. Now, as Dieck stood in peace, an explosion shattered the precious silence.
An artillery shell had hit behind the outpost.
Dieck ran for the outpost's main building, the shells dropping around him unnoticed.
As he sprinted from danger the faintest hint of awe entered Dieck's mind. Where did they obtain these resources? Not long ago the Path was a minor issue, but now Catron was in danger of losing an entire outpost to their forces.
Dieck was blinded by a pillar of smoke and debris, stumbling backward and collapsing on the cold earth.
His heart beat wildly as he looked up, his head swimming.
A man stood over him, weapon in hand.