Prelude
Accused
A dark, cloaked figure stood in the shadow cast by a single light source that illuminated a terraced panel of judges. One in the middle of the bottom row stood up and cleared his throat.
"Ahem, defendant… you have been found guilty by the High Council of Judges of high treason, corruption of the government, and speaking out against the supreme ruler. The minimum punishment for such crimes is death." The figure hung his head, knowing nothing would help him now.
"However, a councilmember has taken a liking to you. They have advocated for you and your sentence shall be," he paused for a moment, which felt like an eternity to the figure then said, "you are hereby banished from Azarath, effective two days from now. You have a day to gather you possessions and find transportation off the planet." The figure heaved a sigh of relief and bowed slightly. "May Heilos go with you…"

Two days later there was a great commotion at the space center as the figure prepared to leave the only home he ever knew. Reporters were swarming around him next to the small spaceship he was able to obtain.
"… care to make a statement while you're still an Azarathan citizen?" one pressed.
"Yeah, I would actually," he said as he turned to face the wall of people and cameras. "This," he stated sticking his middle finger up in front of the media, "Is for the powers that be. From the Supreme Ruler, to the High Council of Judges, and even the Convention of Legislators. This for all you who I stand against, just because you want to kill an innocent girl. If you remember anything about me, let it be this simple gesture. That's all." He turned his back on the shocked media and walked up to a person standing by the ship. They hugged him tightly with a tear coming out of the shadows around their eyes.
"Goodbye… You've been like a brother to me."
"Thanks, you too."
"May Heilos always shine softly on you by day, and may Reilos light you path at night."
"My thanks to you, for everything."
"If you're looking for a planet to go to, I would suggest Terra. They'll receive you warmly, and I've heard a rumor that's where she is in exile."
"That's it. Maybe I should stop protecting her from afar. Goodbye old friend." The figure stepped into the cockpit and sat in the pilot seat. After programming the coordinates he sat back and engaged the engines. The ship lifted off with a roar and shot into the sky.