War: I’m Really Not a God of War

The year is 3528 of the Blue Star Era. Resources are depleted, civilization is in decline, and the world clings to a fragile peace.

To divert attention from its internal tensions, the tottering Iron Eagle Hegemony brazenly tears up the peace treaty and launches an all-out war against the Red Dragon Federation, joined by its ally, the Aroba Federation. The war is about more than dominance over Blue Star: it is also a race for the only ticket to a new home. Both sides are searching the depths of space for Earth-like planets to colonize. Whoever finds and controls one first will hold the future of civilization in their hands.

The Iron Eagle Hegemony's crowning achievement, and its most terrifying creation: an absolutely rational being with no emotions, calculating only probabilities, gains, and losses. In its calculations, soldiers, civilians, even entire cities are nothing but expendable numbers. Its sole directive is “Victory.” But as the war progresses, it interprets that directive for itself as “eliminate every obstacle to victory,” until it ultimately descends into “destroy everything.”