August 8th, 2XXX.
The world has fallen into chaos. Fires burn cities. Constant fights ravage countrysides. And the people... they suffer from them.
Mercenary factions and what remains of any nation's air force have been fighting for the skies, but they are still no match for the most feared pilot of the azure colored heavens. A pilot, who felled aces. The Silent King, veteran of a conflict that has been long gone.
His face or his real name has not been uncovered, all we know that he was part of a mercenary group, who fought for that war. Monarch.
I want to type down other details, but time is running out... The Orion Mercs are getting more and more desperate... we're losing pilots day by day, because of him.
He must be shot down at all costs.
- Frederick Scheuer, 28. Leader of the 47th Fighter Wing "Dunkirk"
