Long ago in a not so far away place, there lived an ancient race known as the Ancestors. They were a rather brash and unpredictable race, and were closely neighboured by four other factions. The Korans, the Drentu, the Reyghs, and the Lerogh. With these five factions in such close proximity,it was only a matter of time before war broke out, and thus, the battle for resources was fierce. It was on this very day, thousands of years ago, that the war of the factions ended...
The Korans, sturdy and patient, crumbled at the hands of the Reyghs...
The Lerogh, swift and angry, fell to their knees underneath the Drentu...
The Reyghs, Malicious and sneaky, beheaded one by one at the hands of the Drentu...
And the Drentu and the Ancestors were all that remained. They faced each other down on this horrible day. The Ancestors were an angry race, and would not back down until each and every one of the Drentu were dead. So they raided their home colony, slashing direcly into the heart of the Strong and peaceful people of the Drentu. The battle was fierce, and it seemed no one remained. No one but the Ancestors. But their anger did not fade, and they became hostile to anyone who dared even look their way. The came to a shocking realization, They needed a way out. This universe was becoming too small for the evergrowing race of the poisonous, demented race. So they began collecting their resources, and stealing them from others. Research needed to be done in a more fleshed pursuit, and soon the ancestors found their answer. Star dust. Star dust could be converted into material, it could be made to create a portal, create an extra pocket. They began dissecting the possibility in secret. Stardust...
They worked undercover for years, with no outcome. The very idea of stardust being used was vain and impossible. Or was it? A scientist by an unknown name has given them the answer. Stardust wasn't the answer, no, the answer was beyond their control, but stardust was a key of some sort. With this new knowledge, they made haste of their work, and in no time at all, they were gone. Wiped from the universe with no more than a whisper. of memory.They did not wish to be bothered further by outside sources. At peace with where they stayed...
Now here we are, intruders? No, avengers. The war was never over, and it will never be over so long as these monsters exist.
