Prologue
After years of oppression and war,the Denubian Galaxy was finally given its peace for its oppressor had rightfully reaped what they had sewn. With that the five lions of the majestic mecha were given their right to sleep again, for these three years they continue to sleep and dream. The mecha had not only learned but embraced his humility. For in his previous slumber, his anger towards the goddess he challenged changed after his connection with the five hosts that awaken him had him taught that there was more meaning to his existence besides his own glory and pride.
Each host seemed to fit a side of him perfectly. The intelligent teenager fit his aerokinesis gift. The strong-hearted man matched his geokinesis. The strong-willed maiden took to his hydrokinesis. The loyal man befriended his pyrokinesis. What humbled him the most was the leader of these primitive beings. The quiet, chivalrous man always three steps ahead of his game seemed to fit his mind perfectly.
These homosapiens shared a common goal with the mecha beast. To find peace. After a challenging journey not only did his hosts find theirs but he had finally found his own. The night the primitives celebrated their new found peace, he celebrated his by thanking the goddess for his curse. He was a lonely warrior with no cause, now it seemed his heart had found the fulfillment he craved for so many ions.
