Where I come from, there are no laws, no rules, just one instinct. Kill or be killed. There are only so many people you can trust in a world where it's fight for yourself. They call it a dog eat dog world in your time period, but really, what is a world? When planets are only space flights away, it is hard to say, world. Universe maybe, but it has all lost meaning now.
All that matters is ammo, that is all we need. Me and my squad are being raided now, so I have come for help. I need help from the past, from people who are not yet consumed by the darkness our universe has caused. That is why I have come for you. To aid me in fighting back these world crushers. To fight and see things no one else has seen.
You select few will become the warriors of the future, forgetting the past. See what happens when technology becomes advanced and resources minimal. Fight for control or be controlled.
Why should you want to come though? Why would you leave your comfortable lives to step into war? Because, someone has to be the hero. Maybe, just maybe that person is you. Bring your friends, make your own squads, conquer, survive, and thrive off of your wealth from killing.
Winning is your only option. So what will it be? Will you win? Or, will you admit defeat? There are people that need to be saved, and bounties that need to be collected. Planets to be discovered and wars to be won.
The ship is almost ready to take flight, be on it
The Mayans Were Wrong