Heaven Has a Path, Yet You Refuse to Take It; Hell Has No Door, Yet You Throw Yourself In

Normandy SR-2.

After the great war against the Reapers, the warship had undergone a series of modifications and was currently cruising once again.

"To be honest, Commander, I don't understand why we had to come all the way to the Asari star systems just to patrol."

Adjutant Ashley Williams frowned and glared unhappily at the screen before her.

"The former Asari star systems."

Shepard's younger brother corrected her, then looked toward the screen in front of him. Although the war against the Reapers had ended, its aftermath had yet to fade. Due to the Inquisition's indulgence, the Reapers had indeed wiped out the vast majority of alien races, but some had survived. Normandy SR-2's mission was to search other planets for shelters or distress signals, investigate them, and rescue any survivors.

"Commander, we've received a signal transmitted indiscriminately."

"Oh? Play it."

Just then, the pilot suddenly reported in, and Shepard's younger brother hurriedly issued an order.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAA—!!!"

Soon, a series of screams came through the speakers, along with muttering that was almost impossible to make out, as though someone were whispering prayers. The sound was so hoarse and so mournful that the soldiers on the bridge who heard it couldn't help getting goosebumps.

"What is this...?"

"..."

Shepard's younger brother was silent for a moment before looking at his subordinate.

"Can we lock onto the source?"

"Yes, we've already locked onto the coordinates of the transmission point."

"Good. Let's go take a look."

"Yes, sir."

Soon, following an order from Shepard's younger brother, Normandy SR-2 accelerated sharply. A moment later, they had crossed most of the star system and arrived in a remote region. Before long, everyone saw... a massive warship.

"Isn't that an Inquisition warship?"

Seeing this, Shepard's younger brother couldn't help exclaiming, and everyone else nodded. After all,