Poor players simply upon a larger stage, roles have shifted little. The Universal Powers that be, flex their military muscles absorbing smaller nations into their fold. The United Galactic Federation extends its powers through economic manipulation. The Sinturian Empire gathers its ring of satellite states assimilating those closest to it. The resurgent Lafeyate Legions now marshals many armies to lay conquest to neighbors. Lines drawn in the shifting sands divide the boundless lands amongst the powers that be. However should one neighbor become too greedy, should the lines be crossed, should the scales be tipped… Civilization retreats, rescinding into rust and descending deeper into dust, while war onwards advances.