In the "Graveyard Zone" fleet of derelict warships in the Orion Arm, 2197 AD🌌, Kahn, a retired scavenger of the Federal Army, piloted his small shuttle through the twisted wreckage. His tactical scanner suddenly picked up a faint residual antimatter signal, and he docked alongside the hulk of a frigate hollowed out by the Zerg🔧. Donning a pressure-resistant exoskeleton, Kahn pried open the warped emergency hatch with a plasma cutter, tearing apart the alloy plates fused together by molten heat. There, nestled in the foam cradle of a sealed weapons locker🗄️, lay the "Star Dome Shattered Shadow · Triangular Prism Antimatter Piercing Dagger". The one-piece triangular patterns on the hilt were the exclusive mark of the old Federal Army's "Black Blade" close-quarters unit; the narrow groove running down the center was once filled with stable-state antimatter energy fluid⚡, capable of releasing a micro annihilation pulse upon contact with a target, effortlessly piercing the Zerg's carapace shields and biological force fields. Kahn had just wrapped his fingers around the hilt when the tactical terminal on his wrist blared a sharp alarm—swarm bio-signals were rapidly approaching from deep within the wreckage🐛, and the triangular patterns on the blade began to glow with an eerie pale blue fluorescence. He realized in that moment that this dagger was not just a formidable weapon, but a tracking beacon left by the old Federal Army to lure the Zerg, and he had just stepped right into the trap as the bait. Distressed calls for help crackled over his comms from nearby scavengers, and Kahn stared at the writhing shadows outside the hatch, his grip tightening on the dagger, unsure if he would fight his way out or be dragged into the endless darkness by the approaching horde...