HIGH COMMAND DIRECTIVE-009: THE GREAT CALL
ISSUED BY: SUPREME LEADER ROVAC VANE
TO THE WAYWARD FLEETS, THE SCATTERED REMNANTS, AND THE SURVIVOR OF THE LONG RETREAT:
The galaxy is in a state of terminal decay. For decades, you have drifted in the void, clinging to the symbols of dead empires while the Core rots under the weight of decadence and incompetence. You have watched as opportunists traded your lives for vanity, and traditionalists obsessed over bloodlines and ancient mysticisms while their infrastructure crumbled.
The various attempts on what constitutes as an Empire failed not for a lack of power, but for a lack of Order and Principle. It allowed the ego of the few to supersede the greater good. It allowed the comfort of the many to dictate the machinations of the state.
That era is over.
While you wandered, we worked. While you bled for scraps, we built a forge.
The First Order has finalized the pacification of the Zakuul system. Its legendary foundries are no longer relics of a once eternal empire; they are the heart of a reforged Stratocracy. We have purged the resistance. We have erased the dissent. We have replaced Chaos with Order.
Effective immediately, the Supreme Leader issues a Final Amnesty to all Imperial and First Order elements currently operating in the Unknown Regions and beyond:
Bring your ships, your retinues, and your expertise to Zakuul. Your past failures are erased. Your lineage is irrelevant. You will be judged by one standard: Merit. Those who demonstrate competence will be integrated into the First Order Military, the Security Bureau, or our State-owned Manufacturers. You will be given the means and the purpose, to finally bring the galaxy to heel.
We do not offer you a return to the past. We offer you a place in the future.
The reach of the First Order is expanding. Soon, there will be no neutral space. You are either a part of the machine, or you are the friction that must be removed.
The Zakuul system is open. The High Ground is ours. Come and earn your place in the new age, or remain in the dark until we come with the full might of the First Order, where you will be judged for your inaction.
The galaxy is in a state of terminal decay. For decades, you have drifted in the void, clinging to the symbols of dead empires while the Core rots under the weight of decadence and incompetence. You have watched as opportunists traded your lives for vanity, and traditionalists obsessed over bloodlines and ancient mysticisms while their infrastructure crumbled.
The various attempts on what constitutes as an Empire failed not for a lack of power, but for a lack of Order and Principle. It allowed the ego of the few to supersede the greater good. It allowed the comfort of the many to dictate the machinations of the state.
That era is over.
While you wandered, we worked. While you bled for scraps, we built a forge.
The First Order has finalized the pacification of the Zakuul system. Its legendary foundries are no longer relics of a once eternal empire; they are the heart of a reforged Stratocracy. We have purged the resistance. We have erased the dissent. We have replaced Chaos with Order.
Effective immediately, the Supreme Leader issues a Final Amnesty to all Imperial and First Order elements currently operating in the Unknown Regions and beyond:
Bring your ships, your retinues, and your expertise to Zakuul. Your past failures are erased. Your lineage is irrelevant. You will be judged by one standard: Merit. Those who demonstrate competence will be integrated into the First Order Military, the Security Bureau, or our State-owned Manufacturers. You will be given the means and the purpose, to finally bring the galaxy to heel.
We do not offer you a return to the past. We offer you a place in the future.
The reach of the First Order is expanding. Soon, there will be no neutral space. You are either a part of the machine, or you are the friction that must be removed.
The Zakuul system is open. The High Ground is ours. Come and earn your place in the new age, or remain in the dark until we come with the full might of the First Order, where you will be judged for your inaction.
Signed,
ROVAC VANE
Supreme Leader of the First Order
