The year is 3037. A Struggle for power fuels a society of warring clans. Bitter infighting perpetuates a universe of unrest. War is constant. Victory is temporary. Cease-Fire us nonexistent. A pause in a stream of salvos is only a signal to re-calibrate crosshairs and redirect missiles. The time is scarce before the next unrelenting mission begins. For a MechWarrior, war is life. And death is the only true face.