Before The Scape became a battlefield, before Nexuses flickered with the chaos of player skirmishes and Guardian incursions, there was only the Dominion, and the Emperor who ruled it with an iron will sharpened over centuries.
But even empires that span galaxies can crumble. And when they do, they don’t go quietly.
The Emperor Who Wouldn’t Let Go
Emperor Kalheim Tyrax XIII didn’t just sit on a throne. He was the throne, wired into a control rig deep within the Dominion Citadel, ruling with mind, muscle, and machine. He had ruled for over 300 years. His bloodline had ruled for 10,000.
But power is not the same as permanence.
When rebel factions began clawing at Dominion walls and liberating the Outer Planets, Tyrax knew the truth: this was the end. Not a glorious last stand. Not a legacy sung in future generations. Just… the end.
And he would not accept it.
The Plan to Burn It All
The Scape, the dimensional lattice connecting Dominion space to the Outer Planets, was Tyrax’s lifeline. It was also his greatest vulnerability.
As the resistance advanced and Nexuses began to fall, Tyrax authorized Operation Scorched Earth: a mass detonation protocol. If he couldn’t rule the Scape, he would erase it.
Thirteen Nexuses. Thirteen collapse cores. If even one went down, they all would. The chain reaction would fracture dimensional links, destabilize the fabric of the Scape, and leave nothing but ash.
Tyrax had already planned his escape aboard The Sovereign, a cloaked Star Fortress hidden in high orbit. A failsafe for one. No room for the rest.
Everyone else, his council, his armies, his people, was expendable.
The Spark of Rebellion
Not everyone in the Emperor’s war room agreed. Lady Vixtra, one of his most trusted advisors, saw through the madness.
She bowed that day, but in private, she made her move.
While Tyrax’s countdown ticked toward oblivion, Vixtra quietly sabotaged the detonation at Nexus Seventeen. She replaced the Emperor’s tech team with Null Squadron operatives. Silently. No comms. No trace.
Her reason?
To save what was left. To resist.
The Origin of Nexus Control
Vixtra’s rebellion bought time. It fractured the Emperor’s plan and gave rise to the frontline battles players now know as Nexus Control.
Each Nexus you fight for isn’t just a battleground. It’s a pressure point in a collapsing empire.
The Emperor still believes he can vanish and rise again elsewhere.
But thanks to Vixtra, the Nexuses are still standing and their fate now lies in your hands.
You’re not just defending ground.
You’re fighting to rewrite the end of a dynasty.
You’re capturing the very systems he tried to destroy.
So, What Now?
Each day, the Nexuses evolve based on who enters them. Every battle tips the scales.
The Emperor lit the fuse. But Vixtra cut the wire.
Now, it’s your mission to stop the detonation—one Nexus at a time.
Suit up, Traveller. The war for the Scape has only just begun.