In the derelict starship graveyard of 2197🚀, scavenger Kahn’s titanium alloy prosthetic had just pried open the rusted escape hatch when he was locked onto by the faint glow of this cobalt-blue dagger🔵. It was embedded in the cabin’s bio-alloy console, with faint purple unknown bodily fluid remaining in the blade’s grooves🩸. The moment Kahn reached out to touch it, a sharp hum erupted from his prosthetic’s neural interface, and a foreign memory forced its way in: a black-clad Marine commando wielding this dagger, piercing the core of a mutated alien hive🪳, before the entire starship exploded into stardust in the swarm’s frenzied counterattack💥. When Kahn snapped back to his senses, the dagger was firmly in his grasp, its holes slowly siphoning energy from his prosthetic🔋, and in the distance, the screech of alien swarms grew closer—exactly the same as in the memory…