The Sovereign Accord isn’t a council—it’s a machine with gods as its gears. Cloaked in wealth and authority, they masquerade as saviors while quietly upgrading humanity like software. Their goal? A perfect galactic species. Their method? Genetic manipulation, AI mergers, and divine coercion. And Ra? She’s the prototype. The crown jewel. The experiment that could make or break their entire empire.

But Ra wasn’t built to be obedient. Her very existence threatens to short-circuit their agenda. With every rebellious thought and every passionate decision, she veers further from their plan. She’s not a divine success—she’s a ticking time bomb with lipstick and laser precision. And she just realized she likes the sound of an empire in freefall.