"The War Never Really Ended" UNSC Task Force Centurion comes to the aid of Paleon, an outer colony facing the splintered remains of the since-collapsed Covenant Empire, the Sanctified Blades. With warships in orbit over the hostile excavation, preventing any aid to the besieged surface, local militias and private military are left to fend for themselves. Tasked with disrupting operations from within the blockade, the ODSTs of Fireteams Hammerhead, Gemsbok, Raider, and Spectre partake in hidden knife tactics against the shadow of an old foe.

Turning 21 is supposed to be that shining moment of when you're finally recognized as an "adult". I got dropped into a different world instead... A fantasy world! That sounds fun, right? Not really. In this new world, I wasn't automatically blessed with magic powers, or super strength... or a bunch of hot girls to help me on my journey. Instead, I merely kept the clothes on my back, and was blessed with a foggy memory. As I learn more of this world, the more I realize it is far more dangerous than the world that I knew. People die easily, left to rot or be eaten. This world does not forgive the weak. To survive in this world, I'll be forced to change, for better or worse. If it is for worse... then so be it. [Disclaimer: Rated Mature for extreme depictions of violence and gore.]