Short Prologue: The Devil's Toys
...Such insignificant beings. Trying so desperately, fighting so hard, to defend the rock they call home. Losing allies, friends, loved ones. They could always simply give in and submit, so why dont they? Do they have some cultural connection to their world? Do they really care that much about it? Most of the others didn't struggle as much. They submit. These ones are... strange. So insignificant. Yet they dare to try resisting us with our own technology. Up until the bitter end. When one of them would make the ultimate sacrifice to stop us. They succeeded. Our forces; destroyed. They won... but at what cost? They have tasted our technology. Their fractured governments have gazed upon it... how long... how long do they have...
...Before they become no better than us.
