The Leviathan, a relic of a ship, drifted through space, its massive hull scarred and gutted, silent testament to the war that had raged across the stars. Its size dwarfed the scavenger ships that flitted around it, like steel sparrows pecking at the carcass of a once-mighty lion.

Aboard the Leviathan, Commander Rhea moved through the dark, empty corridors with a ghost's silence. Her crew had abandoned the ship, leaving her the lone gaurdian. Her mission was sacred—to secure the core drive containing data vital to humanity's resurgence.

The control room was a tomb of blinking lights and soft static. Rhea extracted the core drive, its blue light pulsing like the heart of the ship. As she worked, a distant explosion echoed, a skirmish among scavengers erupting outside.

With the drive secure, Rhea hastened to the escape pod, the ship groaning as if mourning its own demise. Outside, the battle escalated, the scavengers' greed turning them against each other, uncaring of the history they dismantled piece by piece.

In the silent expanse, Rhea watched the Leviathan fade away, its grandeur lost to time. With the core drive secured, she set out for new horizons. The drive held more than data—it was a beacon of human resilience, a silent narrative of survival, now entrusted to the care of the ship's last commander.

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