The year is 2525. Crippled by the Red Plague, humanity has been brought to its knees. From orbit, powerful Houses wage proxy wars, not for glory, but for Gold. This rare element isn’t fuel. It’s the catalyst behind translocation, the only technology that lets humanity bypass light-speed and stay connected across the stars. Every jump burns it. No Gold, no travel. No Houses, no civilization. You are a Loader: a human consciousness uploaded into an antigrav tank, engineered to be destroyed, recompiled, and sent back into the fight, wherever Gold is found, conflict follows. No legends. Just contracts, steel, and survival. Drop in. Upload. You are the rig.