Prologue
"A universe created by darkness. Seems highly reasonable all considering the sort of utter rubbish and trouble civilization has put on her back. Ultimately, the universe has become a dumping ground for the surrounding worlds to use at their disposal. Once a place of dreams, hope and prosperity; now a breeding ground for war and danger. Spread across the whole galaxy, planets fall one by one on the warpath of foreign invaders.
The just newlyborn star called Forenjix - hosted by some of the most brilliant and clever life forms I've met in all of my days - fell victim to these invaders just two days past. Stardust and rubble of what was a sprouting race remains in her place, with only shadows and memories of what could have been.
According to my navigations, these marauders have a set path through the galaxy that they wish to take to advance to their final destination. It has been said that the race causing these horrid attacks are a very religious bunch, and this is classified as their Great Journey - Their gateway to the Holy Land, if you will. Referencing archives on the origins of these beings, they are hellbent on divinity, and will stop at nothing to achieve greatness.
Earth is next on their warpath. It is said that they will stop at nothing to reach their so called destinies. To fly above with the Gods and control the galaxies spread across this vast universe. I despise when species try to play god. It is absolutely despicable. Utter garbage if you ask me. The order of the universe is fine just the way it is; no need for change anytime soon.
Planet after planet; day after day, they advance closer and closer to my favoured world. A world that reminds me very much of my own, but is different, and young enough to reach the stars. A planet that started from darkness, and evolved through time. I watched as the Homo Sapiens rose from the dust, and developed into the humanity that they are now.
Humans; such a tragic, but brilliant species. History states that as they started in dust, they will also end in dust. I have made it my mission to rewrite history. To change the future by altering its past.
So hear me you alien marauders. The planet Earth is under my protection.
I am the Doctor, and you had better turn around.
It is said that they will stop at nothing to reach their destinies. That they are afraid of no being who may step in their path.
Clearly they have yet to meet me."
