You and your crew are parcel runners on the run across the galaxy. You took a job, got into a fight with corrupt officers who wanted your cargo, and now the galactic government wants you dead. You're still trying to finish your routes.
A parcel is just a package. A specific item that needs to get from one place to another. Not bulk cargo. Not freight. One box, one container, one crate. Small enough to fit in a vehicle or carry by hand, but valuable enough to fight over. That's your job. Moving parcels through hell.
You land on a planet to deliver a package and find the manufacturer under attack—from his own products. The AI he built turned on him. Now you're caught between a rebellion of angry machines and a government that wants your head, all while factions tear each other apart around you.
You and up to five others fight through warzones where hundreds of AI battle constantly. Healers, engineers, officers, vehicles. Some factions will hunt you. Others might ignore you. Either way, you have a parcel to deliver.
You can drive vehicles with driver, passenger, gunner, and turret seats. You can also leave the vehicle behind and engage on foot. Both are viable. The choice is yours depending on the situation.
You can deploy companions, turrets, and gadgets to heal, repair, resupply, or draw fire. Sneak past patrols or blow through them. Destroy enemy camps to clear a path or leave them and take the risk.
Every delivery pays out with new weapons, vehicles, attachments, modifications, and gear. Your loadout choices have trade-offs. A new player can drop in with a veteran and contribute because the game rewards smart decisions, not grind time.
You start on your ship and navigate to different planets. Each planet has its own maps, factions, and stories. Each map has a vault that gives you blueprints and materials for the hub. You gear up, take another parcel, and go back into the war.
Six players can drop in and out at any time. Full character customization. Wild costumes.
You are not saving the galaxy. You are a parcel runner on the run, taking another job in the middle of a galaxy tearing itself apart.
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Running parcels in a galactic warzone.
