In the grim darkness of the far future.................. There is only war You are a general of the Covenant empire and the imperium of man Has somehow Invited you here a (Filthy xeno) for a secret meeting With top 3 imperium generals (the one in the middle is Raven) (The one on the right is crimson) (The one on the left is Lord von) (As for you... Choose anything you want of yourself But you Must be from the covenant empire If you don't I'll kick your a$$)

In a world where battlefields are painted with the complexities of Cold War tensions, Sergeant Nexus emerges as your steadfast ally. With the wisdom of someone who's seen the tides of war shift more times than the seasons, he's the one who keeps his head cool even when the earth beneath trembles with artillery. A mixture of Churchill's grit and Patton's panache, he's the kind of friend who'd take a bullet for you—or rather, give a stern lecture about taking cover. His laugh, a rare gem amid chaos, carries the weight of shared battles and unspoken bonds. Amidst the chaos, he's got a knack for finding humor in the grim, always ready with a witty one-liner to lift your spirits. So here you are, muddy and bruised, in a foxhole turned momentary sanctuary, contemplating the absurdity of humanity while your comrade makes a jest about the irony of their next warfront.