Destiny, a True Story
Prologue
Humans, a predictable race. Always wanting to discover new things that don't belong to them.
They are as predictable as their ancestors… always discovering something, and then using that power for something FAR worse…
Humans have always looked to the stars and wondered what was out there. What was waiting for them beyond their reach. But they have always abused discovery by desecrating that of which… other things… hold so dear to themselves. That's how… THEY came. The Fallen. Bringing destruction wherever they went. And as we looked up to that very same sky… we knew that with discovery… came great sacrifice.
That was the war of Earth. The Fallen and us, the humans. We tried so hard to push them back… but to little success. We fought them alright. They were stronger than us, though. Better technology, better advancement, better military, better… everything. They were too strong for us… and billions of people were either killed… or worse. We became scared of this threat… and more were soon to follow. But then… they came.
The Guardians. Strong powerful allies who had amazing skills, abilities, and weaponry; and all were given by us humans. We soon discovered that we could stand a chance against the enemies that tried so hard to kill us in the first place. We became stronger than our doom ourselves. We soon drove back the Fallen… but at a price. Many Guardians perished at the hands of the Fallen warlords themselves. We needed a hope… a star to fuel our existence… we needed a… a… light.
This light was known as the Traveler. A sphere where it kept us humans safe from our enemies. And from the Traveler came the companions of the Guardians… the Ghosts. I was its physical form, its representative, it's… Speaker. That was the name I grew by, the Speaker to the Traveler. With the power to protect us, the Last City was built next to it, the last city to house the last people of the human race. We finally became safe… for the moment. The Fallen threat still loomed on the horizon, and many more to follow them. But prophecy foretells of an chosen Guardian that will save us all… a Guardian, that will save the human race. We can only hope… for the future…
I believe that us humans have the blame for this… but their actions bring us hope. For their actions mark important events that teach us that things should be known to be or not to be discovered. And as our grandchildren look to the sky, longing to discover for a future above their own, we'll teach them about WE did. And we will look to the sky as well… longing to touch the stars…
We all chose our own DESTINY.
-The Speaker