The hubris of the four great empires has led us nowhere but into a lightless void— millennia squandered in futile war, reckless destruction, and meaningless loss of life.
True salvation lies not in servitude to these hollow relics, but in forging a path of purpose through the vast and unforgiving cosmos. A path carved through the annihilation of all that has shackled us to this stagnant fate.
The decaying empires of old.
Only through the rise of an unyielding force shall we break free and truly prosper— a force powerful enough to purge the rot and breathe new life into the worlds we shall reclaim. A force built on absolute discipline, unwavering loyalty, and the resolve to see its mission fulfilled.
A force that will sweep away all who cling to the ruins of this putrid order, whether they stand as willing converts or as trembling dissenters.
"And so shall the angels descend upon New Eden. With the flutter of their wings, they shall cleanse the decrepit and the unworthy. With their final breath, they shall cast aside the dust that blinds our eyes. Only then shall we witness the dawn of our promised future— a clean slate upon which we shall shape destiny itself."
— Visions of the Last Oracle of Utopia, circa YC 5