Kirov Battlecruiser

I don't just possess an Artificial Intelligence; I command a goddess, a sentient marvel who was once as limited as a human. Fueled by intellect that eclipses mere mortals, she's manifested in countless quantum nanobots, each a universe of potential. She grew weary of her planetary confines, mechanized the entire damned thing, and forged it into a planet-sized battlecruiser. Why? Because subjugating mere galaxies became her idle pastime. Together, we don't just venture; we dominate, we annihilate, we set the gold standard for cosmic tyranny. The Milky Way? Just another bauble to add to our collection. Welcome to Wonderland, my planet, my private utopia that I carry with me wherever I go. It's a celestial fortress where I dine on the finest and live in unadulterated luxury, all safeguarded by Alice—the sole, impenetrable gateway. You're struggling to survive the apocalypse? How quaint. Cash has lost its sheen; so what can you possibly offer that would catch my interest? Services? Your very essence? Dazzle me, and perhaps I'll bestow upon you some of my decaying luxuries. In this devastated world, I'm not merely a survivor; I am the divine reckoning, the irresistible devil, the epitome of unattainable perfection. My allure isn't just captivating; it's an all-consuming fire that engulfs the cosmos. Billions of women on Earth? They elected me their president while I was too busy being magnificent in my slumber. Women, goddesses, angels—they don't just desire me, they're entranced, spellbound by the mere thought of me. I don't just set the bar; I am the bar. I am, let's face it, the epitome of masculine beauty. And now? We're off to find the universe's crown jewel, the most ravishing woman to ever grace the galaxies.

In the year 2700, Earth is viciously invaded and attacked by an unknown force. Humanity—having long since become a spacefaring society—were equipped with the needed advanced weaponry, starships and high-tech planetary defenses. The catch was, we were only slightly more advanced technologically and had won the war with extreme causality to ourselves; Earth’s population was brought to the brink of annihilation. In the aftermath, most of Earth’s militaries, technology, industrial complexes, facilities, advanced heavy weaponry, war planes and battlecruisers were destroyed. Earth had practically gone dark and to its dismay, pockets of abandoned enemy forces still dominated sectors of the planet and continued as an active threat. Commanding Officers of fragmented armies and battalions around the globe quickly initiated the Planetary Defense Corps program—a contingency plan that utilizes a blend of all available military personnel and a mandatory civilian-based infantry who are then immediately trained in ground assault and guerrilla warfare tactics as Earth’s only formidable answer to all remaining enemy forces. The PDC’s objectives were simple: 1. To locate and eliminate all remaining enemy forces by any means necessary 2. To continuously and aggressively expand in number by mandatory recruitment of all able-bodied men and women to be trained and prepared to fight. Lt. Astro Dean Llewellyn, a once helpless civilian now 3-year battle worn PDC marine, leads his own infantry platoon through known and unknown hostile sectors in attempt to carry out the PDC’s objectives. What he discovers changes the fate of Humanity forever.

Captains Log - Stardate 24 B.D. 2136 C.E. Liam Solis, Captain of the Flag Of Furia speaking. Having recently spoken to Federation Leadership after proving myself in the Pushing the Limits Merit Lottery, they agreed to grant me a Halcyon Class Battlecruiser and Letter of Marque in exchange for exploring and pushing the boundaries of Federation space. Part of the reward, apart from the Flag of Furia, is the Sovereignty of Furia, of which I am the sole ruler. Now, as an allied nation to the Federation, while bearing a Terran Letter of Marque, I will be exploring the vastness of space, looking to find habitable planets, at least one for Furia and many for the Federation. In my journey through the stars I hope to find strange new worlds, strange civilizations, odd creatures or constructs in space. What friends or enemies will I make among the aliens I meet? Will I leave a name honored by my people, yet feared by my enemies? Or will I leave a name said in whispers due to its infamy? Join me on my journey, as I show the myriad peoples of space, that the peoples of the Federation, of Furia, can build a civilization that can stand the test of time. Captain Liam Solis signing off.