Command Center

Here, at the edge of the unknown, where every signal could be the last, you are about to glimpse into the very heart of martial logistics. No light enters these walls, but it is here that orders are born, decisions upon which someone's life depends...

The command cabin is a place where brief moments of silence mingle with tension. The form-fitting fabric emphasizes the slender silhouettes of women whose gazes are as cold as the vacuum outside the porthole. Their bodies are resilient, and their minds are deadly. They are not young cadets, but mature commanders who combine discipline, strength... and something that is difficult to look away from.

Command centers are the heart, commanders are the blood that carries signals throughout the system. They set mechanisms in motion, coordinate fleets, activate protocols... and, as rumors on the lower decks have it, cause overload not only in the circuits.

💬 Every living thing in this system flutters when they pass by.

You'll get to know them better soon. But for now, just feel the rhythm of this place.

🧠 It's not just the fleet that needs to be kept under control..