It has been ten years, and the Black Knights have scattered to the winds. Life in the Britannian colonies has become peaceful once more, under the leadership of Empress Nunnally. In hopes that it would prevent another war, another fight for dominance, the armies of all major world powers have been disbanded, and all production of new Knightmares frozen. Most agreed that it was a powerful move towards world-peace.
None suspected foul play until it was much too late.
The remnants of the Black Knights, forewarned by a request for alliance, were on the scene when the Chinese Federation made their strike on the Empress's palace. Outnumbered, and still piloting the outdated models of Zero's Revolution, they were forced to flee, their only comfort in the fact that they escaped with Nunnally vi Britannia unharmed, Suzaku Kururugi barely alive. They did not know until the following morning that similar attacks had occurred throughout mainland Britannia.
In one night of blood and fire, the Holy Empire of Britannia was no more.
Hundreds of miles away, Japan readies itself for war. The Black Knights struggle to rebuild their ranks and meet, head on, the coming chaos.
But in a quiet place worlds away from the war, a shadow stirs. The shadow of a power strange, and yet familiar, to the suffering people of Japan. And he is not pleased.
