A brief look into the past . . .
Once there was the finest empire, an empire of goodness and wisdom. Made up of many different worlds. It’s graces
had soothed many eons of pain and sorrow. It had evolved into beauty and compassion. Then came the Dark
Masters, who sowed in the people of the Anueth Empire, greed and a lust for power. Lines were drawn, walls built
and the once great Empire split in two as the Masters lust for domination corrupted the Anueth. And there were tears
for the first time in a 1000 years, as the stench and misery of war came in a flood of blood. One of these Masters,
Iminus Kaw, took the divine throne of Riannah for himself and from this seat of anarchy he directed his now Axis of
people’s on overrunning the defenceless inner ring of old and proud systems.
For 500 years this war has raged. Millions have perished in its fire. Now, the Axis, the war pigs, burned and corrupted
by the same mysterious evil that consumed and gave long life to Kaw, continue their march across the galaxy.
Adding system after system to his domains.
Now the old Empire is facing destruction. Exhausted, war weary and bankrupt. They gather together to help a planet
that knows nothing of its fate. To suffer the horror of horrors, invasion by the Axis. They look to the stars and pray
and wait for the their warrior king, their champion to step forward out of the chaos and bring an end to this
destruction and let the soothing winds of freedom wipe away all the tears of pain. It has been written in the stars for I
have seen it.