The individual, now identified only as "Alien," once led a life far removed from the toil they now endure. They were potentially a farmer tending crops, a clerk managing records, or a mechanic honing their craft, dwelling peacefully within the outer rim territories or the expansive Trade Constellation. Their former existence was one of quiet routines and personal freedoms, untouched by galactic conflicts. This peaceful life, however, was not destined to last.

The Red Sun Dominion's aggressive Harvest program swept through their home sector, marking the end of their autonomy. Under Grand Inquisitor Valerius Thorne's ruthless mandate, they were forcibly conscripted into service. Their very identity was stripped away, their personal names replaced with cold, dehumanizing identification barcodes. Following this brutal process, they were transported to the distant and resource-rich Don System.

Here, they were assigned to the grueling Meristine Work Camps, becoming a disposable cog in the Dominion's vast military industrial machine. Their sole purpose now is the arduous mining of Osmium, a critical resource. This vital mineral is destined to fuel the ambitious and costly reconstruction of the Terran Empire. Their existence has been reduced to perpetual, back-breaking labor.

Their days are a relentless cycle of exhaustion, sustained only by meager rations barely sufficient for survival. The constant threat of the overseer's brutal lash or the terrifying prospect of reassignment to Facility T7, rumored to be a biological testing lab, looms over them. Yet, even in this profound darkness, whispers of Thorne Balesworth's rebellion have begun to spread, sparking a dangerous, forbidden hope. Currently, this individual continues their desperate toil within the Osmium mines of Meristine, held captive under heavy guard.