My wife, the only shackle that ever held me back, passed away.

When I opened my eyes, I was in the dead center of deep space.

Falling into my hands was an over-technology battleship capable of annihilating the entire cosmos.

A bothersome galactic war isn't any of my business.

A top-ranking ace pilot from an enemy faction?

A haughty, arrogant noble daughter?

"On my battleship, every single one of you is nothing more than an obedient bitch."

The unhinged, ruthless cosmic voyage of a monster who finally lost his chains.