Had you told me three hundred years ago that I would be the unquestioned leader of an empire that spanned not continents, not worlds, not systems but entire star sectors and spiral arms, I would have laughed at you and questioned you sanity, before proceeding with asking what type of drugs you were using. Oh, how things have changed. I will not pretend to be a good person, and I won't even try to look like a saint. My sins are known for everyone to see, and if a hell existed, I probably would belong in its deepest pits. I have played God, and enjoyed it. I have defied angels, demons and beings that I simply cannot classify. I have seen wars so devastating and large that the combined deaths and destruction from every single war on Earth from its early years to the early twenty-first century looked like a mere skirmish when compared to it. I have caused supernovas, burnt worlds to ash and glass, shattered planets and caused extinctions of multiple alien races. I have done all of it in the name of the Empire, in the name of the human race, and though I will come to regret it, I wouldn't change a single damn thing even if I had the chance to. Why, you might ask. Take a good look at the galaxy, and you'll see why. I am not justifying my actions, merely stating the truth that I did what I could, with the best I could work with. The blood of billions of lives are on my hands, and no amount of goodwill hand washing will ever stop my inner demons from haunting me for it. I fear that it will not stop there. But if I have to eradicate an entire species for the Empire's survival, I would not hesitate to do so. If I have to kill billions to save trillions, then it would be done without pause. If I have to set an entire galaxy aflame and burn it in the fiery hells of war in order for the Empire and the Human Race to endure and thrive, then so be it. A wise man once said that when we're all dead and gone, all that matters is our legacy, how people remember us. The man that said that was remembered as one of the best damn businessmen in human history, and no truer words could be possible. This will be my Absolute Record. It will carry the truth behind my actions. Who knows how I'll be judged for this one day? For all I know, I'll be a pariah for the future generation, remembered as a tyrant. I never wanted to rule with an iron fist…but the life we live in just doesn't give us much of an option. We make do with what we can…for that is all we can do.
His Imperial Highness, Emperor Alexander (the Conqueror) of the Galactic Terran Empire