No one would have believed that at the end of the terran nineteenth century that we would have looked upon humanity and there earth with envious eyes, they couldn't even comprehend that minds immeasurably superior to their own fragile limited brains where watching as they squandered and ruined their paradise, they hadn't even considered life on other worlds was even within the realm of possibility, and so we drew our plans against them.
We had the technological edge and believed that we could conquer the whole world within a week, but in our arrogance we forgot that even the strongest and biggest can be felled by the smallest in the right conditions, and so our grand invasion became a route, because we believed too much in our technological superiority and forgot that we were mere creatures of flesh and blood, a fact we had forgotten before, we had foolishly strip-mined our world in our quest for technological excellence, our once lush planet became a baron rock and our extensive testing of nuclear weapons and power plants and irrevocably radiated the surface of our planet leaving it unable to support life.
So we turned our eyes to our closest neighbours in a bid to stave off our extinction, and once again we were brought low by our arrogance, but we did take one thing from the defeat at the hands of the humans, perhaps the key to our own survival there DNA. It was a decade later that we decided to leave Mars our home to find another, it as a difficult decision but a necessary one.
We crafted vast star ships to ferry us to a new world, and so we left, taking with us the hope of our people, all two billion of us, with one last cast of the dice we made space our last hope, and it seemed that the gods smiled upon us because in that one decision we would find a new home as we exited the solar system we encountered a black hole, it transported us millions of light years from our home and to a planet as green and beautiful as Mars had once been.
But our bodies were week from radiation and we knew that they world before us had vast dangers hidden with its beauty, so we made the decision to augment our selves, to become new with our new world, like a grate cleansing of our old ways, we used human DNA as well as taking the DNA of indigenous life to craft and forge a new Martian race, a race that would be superior to the old in almost every way stronger faster with brains able to process much faster than our own.
We made an airborne pathogen that would begin our transmutation into new Martians, as every breath we take would change us and make us better so did it sound the death note of our old selves a clarion's cal, to our extinction and our regeneration, we would be better, we will survive and we will stand once more grander than ever.