THE WORLD DID NOT FALL TO WAR OR FAMINE. IT WAS RECLAIMED. Three million years ago, the Architects sowed a garden on Earth. They left behind a silent sentry, buried deep beneath the bedrock of Britain, waiting for the world to reach its breaking point. Now, the threshold has been met. As the world's resources bleed dry, a massive obsidian vessel—code-named ROSETTA—has turned its ancient nose back toward the world it seeded. It is not coming to save humanity; it is coming to collect the 'Asset.' The ship is waiting. The 'Thinning' has begun. According to the Collective, utility is the only morality. According to the Mars Aron, the garden is ready for the Harvest.