I keep making all these different stories, and now, I can hardly keep up. Well, such is life. This story will feature... some interesting fanmade lore, to say the least. Well, time to start. I'd like to thank you all for reading the stories that I have made so far.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything from the Hyperdimension Neptunia series, or anything from any other franchise involved.

Chapter 1: Ashes of the Kingdom

Gamindustri. A world ruled by four goddesses known as CPU's. This world had lived for ages, holding humanity and their worshiping of every generation of CPU's since the beginning of their history. However, such a history began long after the beginning of civilization itself.

An infinite span of time before, the universe was created and ruled by all-knowing beings of material and energy, known as the Precursors. They created many different races of life to populate the universe they had created and had a wide use of sacred geometry in structures, and were ruled under the perfect benevolent Precursor Kingdom that spanned the universe, all managed by King Aeternus. The Precursors observed the different races that they created, ranging from common beasts to intelligent beings. But they found one race that stood above all: Humanity. The Precursors saw them as the greatest successors to their Kingdom, and those that were found worthy were blessed by the Precursors, giving birth to the first generation of Post-Humans, the blessing allowing them to transcend beyond their limits, and continue the works of the Precursors, while the Precursors acted as teachers, giving all their knowledge and understanding once the Post-Humans were ready. The Precursors of that era would then enter the Highest Plane of Existence, Integrating themselves into the universe itself, unlocking hidden properties that their Post-Human successors would discover, and add to their own knowledge. These Post-Humans then became the next generation of Precursors, and repeated this cycle of expanding the universe, selecting successors, teaching them all knowledge, and ascending to let them take over. This eventually earned the Post-Humans the nickname of Recursors, well named for their sequence of expansion and being defined by their predecessors. This continued for what could only be described as an infinite amount of time.

The increase of knowledge and power led to some Recursors to enthusiastically accept the power given to them, to tirelessly searching and desiring for more, to becoming greedy over such power, and eventually, the event when a third of all Recursors banded together and tried to take the power of the Precursors by force (in a physical form called The Helix), beginning the Precursor Civil War. But the Precursors, along with the Recursors that remained loyal, stood strong and fended off the rebelling Recursors. Such a time continued for trillions upon trillions of years, with some rebelling Recursors having varying rates of success and defeat. They gave way to an evil Precursor, named Antitheus, which no evil before or after would ever compare to. He created the Corrupted Matter, which consumed entire worlds in valleys of black crystal with a red glow, distorting and mishaping all life that the Precursors created on said worlds, making them a danger to the rest of humanity, and all living things as well. During the Precursor civil war, volunteering humans were enhanced with a modified, perfected version of the matter compressed into a frame resembling an octahedron, creating the first Frontline Battle Command Units (FBCU's, or just Units), who showed exceptional battle prowess, and were highly capable of forcing back the Corrupt Matter infestation under the guidance of the Recursors.

Unfortunately, the Corrupt Matter became too dangerous to fight directly, forcing the Recursors to scorch entire worlds by fire, eliminating both the Corrupt Matter, and the life it fed on. This scorching of worlds, systems, and at times entire galaxies, became the event known as the Calamity. Seeing that the reseeding of all life would become necessary, the Precursors assigned their most trusted Recursor successors to take a portion of all life and place it on isolated worlds via Mass Gates, where they would remain forever safe from the Corrupted Matter, at the cost of forgetting their creators. Meanwhile, the use of FBCU's was constantly researched and developed, leading to many different variants, including personal companions for the Recursors, as well as some variants sporting power symbols in their eyes. With their developments, the Precursors and their loyal Recursors continued to increase their efficiency, and eventually destroyed the Corrupted Matter and it's creator, Antitheus, but at a great cost. Their battle with Antitheus, his rebelling Recursors, and the Corrupted Matter left nearly 97% of the universe barren, without life.

Seeing that they were in a losing battle, the rebelling Recursors sought revenge, and made a last ditch effort to destroy the Safe Haven Worlds to leave the remaining life in the universe in the eternal torment of war. One such world, which would be the first to have gravitated landmasses transported to it, would become the world known as Gamindustri to it's inhabitants, guarded by the renowned high ranking Recursor called Weaving Aura of Stellar Light. He would face the largest siege attempt to ever occur on a Safe Haven World, with the siege force being led by another high ranking rebelling Recursor and former mentor, Eternal Nebula of Galactic Plains, who was nicknamed Argon by his former enthusiast.

-Battle of Mass Gate 07, 110,300 B.G. (Before Gamindustri)-

He watched over the islands as they were lifted towards the vortex stabilized by the energy fired from three angled pillars on the ground that reached towards the sky, positioned to appear as a tetrahedron with the top cut off. This was the first stage of the Mass Gate. The second stage consisted of a hexagon that floated in orbit, with three structures similar to the pillars that were attached to the corners of the hexagon to form a Y, equally spaced to form an equilateral triangle should one draw lines to connect the ends of the structures. The three remaining corners would split apart to expand or contract the vortex to the necessary measurements. The mass gate was designed to transport entire floating islands, so the two stages each rivaled the size of a medium-sized continent. Well, of course, the scale of the ships the Recursors mass produced were comparable to those in Star Wars or Eve Online, and if that wasn't surprising enough, Recursors had built several million Dyson spheres (and billions of planet-sized Tori and Ringworlds) throughout the universe, so ships and structures like the mass gate were no big deal. Do I even need to explain any further how these guys are master architects?

SciFi, you're going off track.

Alright, enough about how the Recursors can build literally anything.

Looking at the structure itself, Weaving Aura of Stellar Light (or simply Light) traced the "07" painted onto each pillar, then proceeded to count his forces that were spread around the mass gate, it's main protection being a ring formation of Recursor Dreadnoughts. The Dreadnought rivaled a mega city (Recursor-designed mega cities were on average 250 miles in diameter, to give you a perspective) in size and dwarfs every other capital ship in comparison, being only inferior to Command Ships, as well as Colony Ships and their Guardian Warships. It consisted of two Y sections aligned parallel to each other and connected at an axis, with the top section only being two thirds the size of the bottom one. The larger bottom section had two trapezoid platforms resembling canards at the front, and two larger forward sweeping "wings" built at the two ends of the tail section, all of which provided thrust vectoring. There were also four nacelles that provided forward thrust, two being located near the center of the ship, and the other two built into the "pylon" platforms built behind the base of the "wings," giving it a bit of a ADF-01 Falken appearance from the top. The ship is armed with an array of point-defense systems, missile batteries and high velocity cannons (in the standard overkill fashion), but it's main weapon was a particle cannon system built into the top Y section which could charge up along the length from the center and fire from any of the endpoints of the structure in a 360 degree range. The particle projectile could reduce entire fleets into nothing but molten metal and vapor in a single shot. It also carried a compliment of 5,000 fighters and could dock other ships to designated ports. And Light had 50 of these dreadnoughts guarding Mass Gate 07.

"My lord," someone said as he entered. It was one of the Reconnaissance FBCU's.

"What is the matter?" Light replied.

"We have an accurate description of the enemy. Their numbers are in the trillions, but we should make up for it with our dreadnoughts."

"...Anything else?"

"It's your former mentor. Argon is leading the enemy. Should we divert some of the elite force?"

"I will handle him myself. I trust my friend Rays of Crimson Star to handle the defense of the Mass Gate."

"Of course, my lord. Also, Lady Starset is here to see you."

"Let her in."

As the Unit left, a girl appearing around the age of 16 entered the room. She wore a Type-4 Combat Suit, which consisted of smooth, curved armor plating that covered the whole body in sections, minus the head, with segmented pieces between sections that gave additional protection without reducing movement, and two blades floating near each shoulder to give the appearance of wings. Her eyes bore power symbols, a common sight on the latter variants of the Units.

"Onii-chan!" She yelled while running towards Light.

She also had a serious Big Brother Complex.

"Gimme a hug!" She slammed right into Light, but as always, he didn't budge. He was the type to remain serious until afterwards.

"So, Starset, is there something you need?"

"Yeah. You're going to fight again?" Starset had a worried look on her face.

"Pretty much. But you don't have anything to worry about."

"But... you're fighting an enemy who has never been this aggressive before."

"Your fears are unfounded. The enemy will be turned, and I shall stand by your side once more."

"... Promise me that." Light then looked towards his sister, his face showing care and certainty.

"I promise you. Nothing will stop us from saving what remains."

-Orbital Section of Mass Gate 07-

Several hundred enemy battle cruisers and destroyers completed their jump, flashing into existence a safe distance away from the Recursor Dreadnoughts. In front of them were the burning wreckage of the previous waves that had failed, or the remaining heavily damaged ships that retreated from each repeated assault. The Mass Gate, and the Dreadnoughts on the other hand, didn't even have so much as a scratch, due to their state-of-the-art accelerated particle shielding, which ripped apart projectiles just before they could hit the hull. Symbols and architecture related to sacred geometry were highly present in the design.

"Still headstrong as ever, aren't you, Light?" Argon said as he watched from the bridge of the battle cruiser. "Well, at least the both of us aren't dense. I'll be waiting on the ground." Argon then donned his Recursor Armor, the parts flashing into existence and quickly flying towards their proper positions on his body, connected by armor segments and holding a protective reinforced mesh underneath. Unlike the sufficent smooth armor models used by humanity, his own armor was far more advanced, segmented and angular, yet having no weak points or gaps whatsoever. He had four wings made of blades of the same material as his armor. The only armor that came close to a Recursor's armor was the Type-30 FBCU Royal Guard Combat Suit (which also had a similar appearance to Recursor Armor), and even then, the Recursor Armor was FAR more powerful. Equipping the helmet as well, Argon exited the battle cruiser through one of the fighter bays and flew down to the planet.

The battle cruisers and destroyers got into position. Being made by humans, these ships would only be around three times the size of the real-life counterparts, while Recursor ships... well, we already know where that's going. The destroyers charged in while the battle cruisers used their long range fusion torpedoes, following the examples of wiser captains who kept their distance in previous waves. The fusion torpedoes made impact with the lead Recursor Dreadnought, but there was no damage due to the accelerated particle shield.

"What?! No damage?!" The captain said in disbelief.

"Sir! The destroyers!" One of the crew pointed out to the fleet ahead. The destroyers had been utterly annihilated within seconds. Well, that's what you get for rebelling against your creators.

"Keep distance and fire the next salvo! We have to get through that blockade eventually!"

Suddenly, a projectile moving near light speed smashed through one of the battle cruisers, reducing it to small pieces of debris.

"They can reach this far?!" the crewman panicked.

"Dammit! Retreat!" the captain ordered.

The ships charged up and jumped away in a flash of light. The dreadnoughts remained, guarding the orbital section in a sea of debris surrounding half the planet. The only enemy forces that remained were the ships and ground forces on the planet itself.

-Back on the Surface Section-

-Play Legacy OST from Halo 4 (mainly the first half)-

Light watched from the balcony as loyal and rebel ships clashed in the upper atmosphere, while the city below was burning to the ground. Two attacker planes flew by and dropped several plasma warheads on the nearby rebel artillery frigate, causing a chain reaction throughout the ship as it fell below in flames. Light then looked to the sky, and there, he saw Argon, his former mentor and friend, descend to a large park just in front of the base of the Surface Section, several miles away from Light's tower. Light himself donned his own Recursor Armor, black plating with blue and orange lighting, his sacred geometry symbol present on the shoulder area, bearing the seven-pointed star of the Precursor Kingdom as it's background, and 4 wings made of blades (like Archangel from X-Men, but varies for each Recursor), 7 for each upper large wing, and 4 for each lower smaller wing. They slowly stretched outwards, and Light jumped, shooting into the sky as energy trailed behind his being. He descended to the park where Argon waited patiently, unlike many of the other foes that Light had fought and won against before. Light landed, sending dust flying into the air, while making a small crater at the point of impact. In front of him, Argon walked towards him in a calm manner, his own armor and 4 wings set, being dark purple with red and blue lighting. Light wielded his Zweihander, orange lighting glowing down the middle with the blade having a deadly blue edge, while Argon wielded his Katana, glowing purple along the sharpened edge. Light took notice of how quiet the area was.

"Picking a quiet place to fight... you always got frustrated with crowds, Argon," Light said.

"I guess it's just like me," Argon responded. "Must be fate that we cross paths once again."

"So what was your reason for turning against the Kingdom?"

"Have you ever felt neglected? That's what it felt like for me, these past few trillion years. Always a small amount of power they give me, even when I double my efforts for them."

"You seem to have forgotten what a reward is. No matter how big or small, it's still a reward, is it not?"

"I see... that was a test to prove my appreciation. To be lacking it this whole time, I wonder how I was blessed in the first place."

"Such is life. We're always tested to prove an aspect of ourselves. We were chosen to directly follow in the Precursors' footsteps, to prepare ourselves for the receiving of the Helix. And yet, power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely."

"You may be right. But we have chosen our paths." Argon then readied his Katana. "Farewell, old friend."

The two charged each other and clashed their swords, sending off a shockwave perpendicular to the two Recursors, tearing through the ground and several buildings. The upper layer of the city directly above was also split apart by the shockwave. The two backed away from each other, and Argon launched a volley of plasma missiles, which Light dodged with ease. They both looked into each others eyes, the orthogonal projections of dodecahedrons in their eyes growing and shrinking with focus. They fought each other with range, direct, melee, even unconventional, leveling entire city blocks each time, yet they only equally wore each other out.

They both stopped, looking at each other once more, their physical forms barely holding together as material shifted around while the energy they held within radiated out of their bodies in their respective colors. The city around them now had multiple ravines from each time their swords clashed with force. Much of the immediate area was reduced to a valley of rubble. Since their fight, there were few forces remaining on the planet, only hearing an explosion occasionally.

"You're a level beneath me. So why is it that we have equally matched each other in battle?" Argon asked.

"I made a promise," Light responded.

"Determination to fulfill, is that it? I'm impressed."

The two sliced at each other, a gash of light forming across each others' chests. Ignoring the pain, they clashed swords again, dashing and hacking at each other.

'At this current rate, I'll end up dead,' Light thought. 'Perhaps...'

Light watched closely on Argon's incoming attack. Gripping the ricasso of his Zweihander, Light positioned himself while Argon charged his attack. Argon then sliced downwards, and Light made his move, catching the Katana against the blade of his own sword, and using Argon's own kinetic force against him, defected Argon's Katana off the parrying hook of his Zweihander. Light redirected his energy, charging up his attack, then brought down his Zweihander and fatally stabbed Argon through the back. Argon then fell, dropping his Katana in the process. His armor and body now slowly disintegrated into tiny dodecahedrons, cubes, icosahedrons and other platonic solids. Light leaned on his own sword and looked down to Argon laying on the ground, who simply chuckled.

-Play Magna Insomnia (Last third of the song) from Final Fantasy XV-

"Hehehe... I trained you well," Argon started. "But I can tell, neither of us is going to last now. We've fatally wounded each other. Obviously, you'll last longer than I will, you probably have enough energy to put yourself into suspended animation, if you're lucky. This is something we both wanted to avoid, but, as you said, such is life. Well, I guess you earned it. That last island is almost through. It may be for the best that humanity lives on their own for a short amount of time."

"They'll have the time to learn, maybe... several millennia," Light said.

"But who will be left to guard them? The Units?"

"The Life-Gifter Precursor has just finished creating several of the ultimatum. Console Patron Units, they are called. They have the ability to govern and protect humanity independently without us." Light then formed the four crystals given to him, a power symbol glowing brightly in each of them. "Evil still abounds, and I can only hope they don't repeat the same mistakes we have made."

Light then sent the four crystals flying towards the last island, setting them down in the center of said island as it started to enter the portal made by the Mass Gate. The island was then sent through, and the Mass Gate started the procedure to close, the three parts of the Orbital Section moving to connect and remain dormant. The Surface Section stopped producing large amounts of energy, and reduced the flow to a trickle that still powered the cities. What's left of them anyways.

"I guess that's it," Light said. "The last of humanity has been transported through the Mass Gates, and we just..."

"You're going to say we all just finish each other off," Argon finished Light's sentence. "Well, can you do me one last favor?"

"What is it?"

"Take my sword, and stab me once with it."

"You're going to do that? The current state you're in, there's a high chance you'll fail."

"Does it look like we have a choice?"

"Dammit, Argon..." Light picked up Argon's Katana, the blade changing from a purple to a blue glow. He then did as instructed, stabbing the blade through Argon's chest. Energy began entering the blade, fueling it with power.

"Ha... I managed to transfer myself. Guard that blade with your life. Well, this time... it's truly farewell... old friend... I await you... in your Awakening."

Argon closed his eyes, seemingly drifting off to sleep. But then the rest of his body disintegrated into grain-sized platonic solids, sealing his death. Light, no longer being able to stand up to the pain, fell to his knees, dropping both Argon's Katana and his Zweihander in the process, clenching onto his chest where a major portion of his injuries were.

-OST End-

"Onii-chan!" Starset called out to him as she flew to where he was. She looked at Light's injuries, cradling his head while he tried to hold the pain down.

"You promised me you wouldn't die..." Tears kept running down her face as she looked at him, his body starting to disintegrate as well.

"I'm still here, aren't I?" Light told Starset as he cupped her cheek. "... I may still have a chance to survive and heal myself if I put myself into suspended animation."

"You can't! There's no telling how long it will be until you wake up... it's practically the same thing as death..."

"I already promised you, I won't die. Wait for me until my return, okay?"

"(sniffle) Okay..."

With what strength Light had left, he drew a symbol in the air, which rose up and expanded before opening up, revealing a warm, orange light on the other side. Light was slowly lifted up, and went through the opening, then the symbol closed, and the lines rearranged into the symbol representing the Seed of Life, surrounded by a hexagonal mesh arranged to form a sphere, shortly before disintegrating into a cloud of galactic purple dust which lifted into the heavens above.

"Onii-chan..." Starset watched the cloud disappear from sight, the power symbols in her eyes glowing stronger, "I definitely protect you with all my being when you come back."

-Gamindustri, 2006 (4 years before Re; Birth 2)-

Light's conciousness floated over the Safe Haven World of Gamindustri, having indirectly influenced events with some physical help when necessary, having lost his material form in suspended animation, but with the help of a Precursor, was still able to communicate with those loyal to him. Currently, he was observing the continents when he sensed something... dark, ominous, too large of an evil to belong in that world, much like the time that Rays of Crimson Star had to intervene directly upon discovering that an ancient nation on this world had come into posession of Corrupted Matter, having to go so far as to "cleanse" the planet. He observed, and found it spreading rapidly. There were also similar evils approaching other worlds as well.

The time has come to Awaken, Recursors. Your Reckoning is at hand. Restore Humanity so they can rise once more, better than before. We will be with you. May the Seven Pointed Star of our King shine brightly again.

"So, it's time already?" Argon spoke within Light's mind.

"It seems that way," Light thought back. "3472nd Fleet. Come to my aid." At his word, thousands of automated Recursor ships and Precursor-era Human ships arrived in orbit of the planet upon completing their intergalactic jump. Around a hundred of said ships were Recursor Dreadnoughts. They immediately began reconnaissance, launching scout fighters and Scout variant FBCU's.

"I will wait for now. Let's see how this plays out. I should be ready within a year." 'Even though I am just a shadow of my former self after that battle...'

That day, the people and goddesses of Gamindustri marveled at the sight they saw; Planeptune, Lastation, Lowee, Leanbox, and even the slowly rising Arfoire Syndicate of International Crime, became amazed at the sight of so many falling stars throughout the planet, and the galaxies in the sky brightened permanently, becoming visible in all their radiant colors, as if the atmosphere could no longer interfere with their light.

The Precursors... have returned.

Well, that's the first chapter for today. It took me all week to get this done, well, it always takes me a week if not more. Since I couldn't decide to choose between Re; Birth 2 or VII, I just flipped a coin and got the Re; Birth 2 timeline. Next chapter, Light will descend to the lands of Gamindustri, and I don't need to tell you what will happen to the members of CFW, do I? Expect Light to be holding back, A LOT. Well, until next time, please review...