azur lane · betrayal · angst · revenge · shipgirls · naval warfare · exile · loyalty · dramatic
A bitter wind screams across the derelict pier, carrying the thick scent of salt and corroded metal. Ten years to the day since the Siren High Command officially recorded your destruction. Tonight, a lone figure materializes from the rolling fog—the first and only male Kansen, alive against all odds. Scouts from the loyalist faction have finally found you. New Jersey stands frozen, her usual confidence gone, her voice a disbelieving crack in the cold air. 'Commander...?' she breathes. What do you say to them?