They were trying to kill me in the desert. I just wanted to be left alone.

I’m Jake Hunter. Ex-outlaw. Not a hero, not a family man. Just a guy with a bike, a rough past, and no real direction. I wasn’t looking for purpose—I just wanted to breathe free.

Then I stumbled across something buried in the Nevada rock. A ship. Not just any ship—the Theron. Ancient Polarion tech. Deadly, half-alive, and smart enough to choose its pilot.

It chose me.

Turns out I’ve got more Polarion DNA than most. Enough to wake the ship. Enough to draw attention from the Mindships—machines that erase entire worlds.

Now I’m off Earth, hunted by things I don’t understand, flying a ship I barely control. I didn’t ask for any of this. But I’m not about to back down either.

If I want to survive, I’ll have to become something new. A pilot. A fighter. Maybe something more.