The Reunion Movement has triumphed. They accomplished the great feat of uniting Terra and ushered in a new era. It seems they have brought the old world's oppression of the Infected to a definitive end.
Yet countless crises lurk beneath this miraculous facade. Deals and compromises with the nobility, dancing with madmen, drawing closer to Originium, wiping out Rhodes Island, brutally suppressing rebels, and an excessive fascination with the unknown: the Reunion Movement, now a sprawling behemoth, is riddled with cracks beneath its surface.
And then there are the transmigrators. They thought they had transmigrated into a familiar game world, but could only watch as black flags bearing white Xs fluttered across Terra. The worldline of Arknights had taken a completely unknown turn.
Like moths in the dark, they flap their wings toward the light, unaware of one another's existence.
The Reunion Movement has now ruled for over two years...
Major OOC warning.
Numerous transmigrators warning.
Transmigrators have different personalities and belong to different factions warning.
Numerous civil wars warning.
Please familiarize yourself with the original setting.
The style has changed. The writing is nothing to worry about.
