Eisenreich.
The largest ship the Zyphran Dominion had to offer. A vessel that had endured generations of warfare, bearing the scars of countless battles without ever breaking.
Forged in an age when the continent still remained as one Empire, Eisenreich had weathered storms, sieges, and monsters that no longer even existed in records.
The ship's grandeur was so immaculate that even Vanitas found himself momentarily taken aback. According to community forums, the Eisenreich had only ever been deployed in the timeline where the Black Dragon surfaced.
If that threat was slain, the ending was guaranteed to be a good one.
"...."
Vanitas swallowed deeply.
Despite everything that had gone wrong, despite how far events had already diverged, this was… a good sign.
So much so that, for once, Vanitas found himself without words.
"You're staring too much," Vice Admiral Neuschwan said. "But I can't blame you. She's a beauty."
"It would be a shame if it sank."
"...."
