We thought locking down the Vault would be the end of it.

After capturing the unstable solar Glyph Daybreak, we were ready to breathe again. But Glyphs like him don’t just show up—they're sent. They’re echoes of something bigger. Something coordinated. And we weren’t the only ones listening.

When we secured Daybreak inside the deepest chamber of the Vault, strange interference began to rattle the lockdown systems. Then a voice—ancient, synthetic, mocking—broadcasted across every floor:

Revenant: “You’re too late, Stelliferous. Daybreak was only the dawn.”

That name… “R.” Zena didn’t recognize it. But I did. And I’d hoped never to hear it again.

As Revenant’s signal fades into static, we realize the pieces are moving faster than we thought. The fight with Daybreak was just the first move—and Revenant’s not going to wait for us to catch up.

Because if Daybreak was the beginning… Then Nightfall is coming.

And someone out there wants the world to burn in its light.