Don't let hope slip away...
Welcome to the year 2094 during the years of technological superiority and political chaos. It has been thirty three years since the end of our time approached, one that came with an iron fist, and humanity has been brought onto its knees for one final century of struggle and deterioration. In that time, technology has surged and the once great connections between all that formed the Commonwealth of Man were now but a splinter of their former self. Chaos, depravity and the loss of life became common knowledge to men, women and children worldwide when they came down from the gloomy heavens and into the arms of Earth's once peaceful cradle. Conquers of many planets before, systems untold of ever existing, the Ukon menace was to make Earth its biggest plaything in all of its existence. No one saw it coming and the warning signs were only picked up weeks before the disaster hit. All understanding of their formation, anatomy and technological brilliance was left unknown until the last minute, where millions were to die within the first months of contact. Some described them as a hivemind, others as a parasite that fed off of others, but everyone agreed that they were an enemy that was destined to annex the very foundation of human life.
By the time most of the mainland was taken, many great powers fell into the clutches. The United States was split into states instead of a single body, fighting desperately for survival when the Commonwealth struggled to hold its own borders. Manpower was required and citizenship by service soon became the doctrine of all abiding nations. Every sourced currency was instantly pumped into research and development, quickly attempting to strive for machines, weapons and vehicles that could combat the threat that just kept spreading. Nation after nation fell, the Commonwealth saw itself breaking into fractions that soon formed their own alliances. Many places were quick to equip themselves with the new era of technology built for defence, offence and tactical superiority. And in the year 2069 the Goliath was entered into the field of war. Goliaths changed everything, for good.
Built from the ground up, they were designed to be menacingly formidable in supporting infantry battalions during their defences across the world. However, within their first few weeks of combat the Commonwealth soon realised how important they were to destroying the largest of Ukon adversaries. More time, attention and research was sent towards the Goliath Development Programme and soon enough a huge variety was constructed over the years. Designations were starting to branch out of the same foundation model before they eventually became a specialised unit of their own. The Commonwealth calls these Goliaths, and their pilots, the M.F.H, the Mechanised Force of Humanity.
As of the year 2094, the world is in a great mess. The Ukon Invasion has bypassed its initiation phase and is now in full swing, stalemating in different parts of the world as the struggles of mankind have finally caught up in the technology race. With machines on their side and the Ukons still mutating those who were once human into husks and breeding groups of their own, the war is far from over unless something drastic is put into plan. Four major factions are still fighting on to the present day, attempting to salvage what little sanity they could over their breached homelands: The Commonwealth of Man, the Asian Alliance, the American Coalition and the African Frontier. Amongst these, several nations still hold independence and fight under their own measures, using the larger-scale war as a way to survive and leech off of their fallen neighbours.
Easily the biggest factor in humanity's survival, the Goliath programme remains as the greatest achievement in technological conflict since the first mechanical tank was introduced in the Great War. Changing the face of battle with manoeuvrability and constantly shifting the tides of battle, many soldiers put their trust in the pilots that are trained to use them. However, with the programme, there are many advantages, disadvantages and quirks that the M.F.H still face with their pilots.
Finally comes the Ukon, an unimaginably terrifying monstrosity of a race with the soul purpose of ruining societies and civilisations for their own greed. Feeding off of life and planetary grounds as it is, Earth became their next target and a regular party of Ukon invasion fleets were dropped into the land. It is here that the Ukon tend to split into two categories, designated by the Commonwealth of Man, in order to help identify threat levels and how formidable opponents may become when faced on the battlefield.
