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King Sparda Kalnoroc is no mortal to be shaken by the likes of one rogue Excalibur Knight. He may not even be mortal at all, if the rumors are to be trusted. When Nate Arturi returns home to find an Earth inexorably changed by the swelling tides of galactic war, he quickly sets course to rid the planet of the pointless buearocracy and fearmongering that seem to have choked it to the point of death. But some problems are not so easily solved. Some enemies cannot be bought or broken.

In the wake of the hybrid massacres, a devastated Enochia looks to their leaders for answers. From the safety of his White Tower, the High Cleric gives them. "Look no further than to those who upset Enochia's natural order to begin with," he says. "Look no further than to Haldin Raish, and his demonic ilk."

Reeling in the aftermath of the White Tower incident, Haldin Raish is struggling to get by. What he needs is time, peace and quiet, and probably the ear of an attentive soothsayer. But the raknoth have other plans... Across Enochia, terror reigns. Civilians are disappearing. Monstrous hybrids roam the land, attacking faster than the Legion can keep up. Across Enochia, the raknoth are winning.

My name is Haldin Raish. Legionnaire. And the High General just murdered my parents. My dad was well respected in the Legion. Always had a reputation for doing the right thing, no matter the cost. He was a good man. And whatever he stumbled onto got them both killed. Messily. Now, that red-eyed thing is coming for me. It walks like the High General. Talks like him, too. But it's not. Human beings don't shirk off gunfire and smack grown men across the room like that. Not even High Generals. And he's not the only one.

In the wake of the troglodan attack on Earth, fledgling Knight Nate Arturi and his unruly crew venture into Alliance space in pursuit of the mysterious Black Knight. The mission couldn't be more simple. Find the Black Knight, recover the Beacon, and save the Merlin. But simple isn't always easy, and the title of Excalibur Knight isn't what it once was. Arriving in Alliance space, Nate and fellow Knight Iveera quickly find themselves caught in a deadly web of political ambition with ooperian assassins haunting their every step and no one to trust but each other and their rag tag crew.

Nate Arturi isn't a knight in shining armor. He sure as hell isn't a king. And the last time someone called him heroic, it was because he fetched his neighbor's corgi off the roof. But when an ancient alien beacon awakens on Earth, sounding the call to enemies near and far, the Merlin is left with little choice. Any Knight in a Doomsday, or so the saying goes.

After 2,000 years, the Synth have returned. Terror grips the galaxy as brave Alliance heroes race to banish the ancient evil once and for all. But far behind enemy lines, cut off from all escape, one lone Knight learns that the truth of war is rarely so simple.

Amidst harrowing famine and deadly aliens, Jarek is having a pretty good day. He survived Earth's invasion, he still has his ship, and his prized exo-suit and AI-companion are safe and sound. But when his weaponized suit is stolen, he'll stop at nothing to get it back. Even if he has to break into the alien king's stronghold to do it. On the way to spring his imprisoned informant, though, an energy-slinging arcanist named Rachel lays claim to the same captive.

That awkward moment when you saved the day but doomed the planet...It all went off without a hitch. Okay, so there were hitches. Lots of hitches...Now, [REDACTED] is in a coma, and our heroes have a tight-lipped raknoth telling them some fresh new hell is about to come raining down on their heads - one that gives even the raknoth nightmares. And that's when the strange ship shows up....

Now, scattered and hunted by the monstrous rakul, Rachel and Jarek must do everything they can to protect their friends and keep their brewing Enochian weapons safe long enough for one slim chance at turning the tides. But first, they have to find each other. And with no comm network to speak of and a squadron of galaxy-class killers on their tails, nothing is quite so simple. Harvest has fallen. Earth stands on the brink of destruction, its would-be defenders staring down the precipice. They won't go down without a fight. But what if their fight was never enough?

For the first time in history, human and raknoth stand united against the doom coming to swallow them all whole. Okay. On second thought, "united" is probably a strong word. Turns out, mutual fear of galaxy-conquering super monsters does not a steadfast alliance make. Especially not between the people of Earth and the very creatures that devastated it.

In a world devastated by alien invasion, Jarek and Rachel were never paragons of heroism. They survived, same as anyone else. They protected what was dear—Jarek with his exosuit and beloved AI companion, Rachel with her brother. They kept things simple... until the raknoth came and took it all away.