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STARS ABLAZE
Once we had it all. Once we ruled the stars unquestioned. Once we were gods. Once upon a time.
But in our hubris, we toyed with elements and devices never meant for us and attempted to go from mortals with godly powers to true gods. With all of our technology and brilliance, we crafted World Anchors and sought ascend by breaking holes and rifts into the very fabric of the universe. It didn't take us long and our project was a success and we tore rifts into the universe, but we never went into them for something came out.
Hordes of beings from other universes and armadas of hulking beasts forced themselves out of the worlds beyond and into our own. We thought us gods, but that day we were shown how weak we were. Entire systems burned under their attack and the stars themselves wept tears of blood. For all we made, all we discovered, all we boasted, they were for naught. They came at us with such numbers and such ferocity that we could never hold them back, loosing world after world, discovery after discovery, fleet after fleet. They brought us to our knees and undone hundreds of years of brilliance and sent us unto a era scarred with blood and destruction, the End Times.
The rifts however, soon brought more than just ravenous hordes, but heroes from other world and universes. With them, we finally found the numbers and strength to match them. No longer did we suffer and pray that they would skip over worlds for now we could fight them back. The war continues to this day and more have died than we care to count now and we may never recover but we fight on, not just for our worlds, but all worlds in this realm and beyond.
No matter the cost, we will fight back. We will never surrender. We will know no mercy. We will defend our own. We shall not go quietly into the night. We. Will. Win. We shall be ever victorious in this, Age of Stars Ablaze!