She comes to me at night, sometimes. I've never known why or how, but in time, I stopped questioning her. We have a silent union, and I didn't press for more. On one such lonely night, however, I get a bit bolder.
Tossed through a portal as a last act by Twilight; Chrysalis is all that is left, the sole survivor of a fallen realm. Now she finds herself in a completely mechanized version of Equus, against an enemy with an all too familliar face; her own.
After a squad of highly trained Chassis pilots are scattered across a war torn planet known as Equis how will their unexpected arrival shape the outcome of Equis's first World War?