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Year 2210. Contact. LOTS of Contact. Our Envoys can scarcely keep up. Just a few hyperspace jumps from the Broken Throne, space is abuzz with activity. We yearn to hunt the Space Amoeba. We long to raid. RAID. Our forges work day and night to build our fleet. We ride, soon.

Year 2208, First Speaker Tetrana has led us to successfully gain control of the closest systems to our precious homeworld, and already we are faced with a dilemma. In the neighboring system of Haedus there is an Arid world with a small civilization growing on it. These bronze age bird people have be...

In days long past, our people ruled an empire that spanned the stars in a golden age of science and culture, from the beautiful First City, which spanned the entire planet. Our ancestors grew decadent and lazy, and soon the barbarians at the gates came crashing through. We are told by our elders, wh...

While we engaged in hit and run tactics in our own space, the Restorers shifted their main fleets to engage the Preservers and the League, exposing the flank. We've pushed back and reclaimed our own worlds, and now stand poised to strike into their territory again, Jump Drives charged and ready for ...

Predictably, they pulled their main fleets back to stop our rampage.

So we jumped back to our own space with moments to spare!

Now to strike back and reclaim some of our own.

They've invaded worlds and left straggling fleets throughout our territory.

Let's clean up a bit shall we?

The Core is now uninhabited. The only forces in range of their homeworld were reinforcements on the way to the front. The combined power of our fleets made quick work of the stragglers. We shattered their station. With the Juggernaut at hand, we can reinforce our losses from here. On to the next wor...

It's time. Their fleets are bombarding our worlds and preparing for invasion. Our ally is caught between the Restorers and the League. We've moved the entire navy, Juggernaut, Colossus, and all, to one of our systems within jump distance of their space. We don't know what happens next. Their system ...

The raw POWER on display is terrifying. All our fleets combined could match ONE of theirs. And they have half a dozen, that we are currently tracking. Fighting both would have been lost immediately. Our system defense stations seem to almost flicker out of existence when subjected to their firepower...

We enjoyed three years of peace and friendship with the Multiplex. What started as rumor turned to terror. The sleeping giants, the Fallen Empires, have roused themselves to go to war against one another. And we are caught in the middle. Quite literally. We border the Ontotach Restorers and their te...

Brown is the Multiplex. We wish we could have helped them keep more of their claim.

We got there in time, it turns out. A long and bloody war ensued, we fought the Dividuals again and again and again. We fought back their fleets only for them to reform elsewhere. They snuck through their allies territory and struck into ours, despite the great distance. They fired on the restored s...

Now we've hesitated, and it might be too late. The Multiplex has suffered some serious losses in fleet battle and is now seriously outmatched. We know, we KNOW that the Hesukar will destroy it. If we get there in time, we will do what we must to protect the Multiplex, even though that means leaving ...

Our friend is holding their own, but for how long?

Our organic neighbors have been experimenting with sentient machines, for several decades now. This strikes us as a strange point between them and us, with the machines are made of refined minerals and powered by electricity. We feel a kinship with them. Perhaps we are machines, though made through ...

We investigated the moon, and found clues. We followed the clues, and found the technology to some day open the portal. And then there was quiet. We grew, fast. We filled our system and many others. We pushed ourselves to the limit, colonizing worlds as fast as we could claim them. For we knew there...