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Graal 2230
Life, Longevity, Liberty
Chapter 1 : Genesis
For countless generations, we had lived amongst the stars. When our ancestors first achieved space travel in the year 1998, we knew that we were destined for great things. We were wrong; dead wrong. Beginning with the development of our first phase-space reactors in 2043, our technology expanded rapidly as we expanded further and further. Soon, we came to the magnetic edge of the solar system…and we halted. We were not sure whether we should go on or not; were we ready? For decades, our society had built it self up to this.
And so, in 2066, the legendary Space Exploration Ship “Midas 7” punched its way outside of the solar system, and into free space, unrestricted by gravitational pulls from stars or planets, or any other sort of cosmic arrays. It was a legendary moment, and also the beginning of our downfall.
Full of pride, we believed we could control everything. Beginning with the subjugation of the Mother Planet, Juge. We, that is, Galahad, the Galactic Hand, believed that we were the proprietary rulers. And so, systematically, we began to take over. One world fell to us, and then the next. It came with a sense of intoxication; we could not lose, no one had the capability to defeat us.
In 2105, we had reached the pinnacle of our power. Our federation stretched across hundreds of worlds through dozens of galaxies. Technology was at its height, and humanity had never in its history enjoyed a greater sense of peace and freedom; or so we thought. There were still some out there who sought to remove us from power…but even they could not foresee the apocalypse.
Our first contact with “them” came in 2149, on a fringe world named Imrn. Archaeological digs there turned up evidence of a race older than we, and more advanced. Putting it all off as rumors, we closed down the site. Only to watch it, and Imrn, be mercilessly pummeled by an orbital bombardment days later. Not too long after, “they” began to appear across all of our federation, ruining what we had. Entire worlds became space dust before their onslaught, and before we knew it, trillions were dead, and we had been pushed back to the very edge, what we at the time called the “Dark Zone”…our own Solar System. |