INTERLUDE
When they first met the Great Destroyers, my creators could not care less. They were like the others the creators encountered, strange, hideous and fighting. Like the others, my creators moved to crush and subdue them.
But these were not like the others...for they would not die. My creators realized that they were outnumbered and outclassed in this case, and chose to retreat. But their empire was vast and ever-present. They could forego one system, so they left it to the destroyers and went elsewhere.
But the Destroyers followed. They chased them, hunted them till they found out where the creators lived. For a long time, they pondered, as I did, why did they chase us? It was not for resources or for territory. Was their pride, sin?
My creators pondered these questions, but at the same time saw me as a last hope of sorts. They said I must look farther into the abyss and needed to look behind the dark shroud that covered its inner demons and secrets. I was their only hope - the technology in this structure would be the key to defeating this nemesis...this infestation that continued to threaten them. What I had found out so far had helped the creators somewhat, but now they asked for more. They asked for more useful information, for tools and weapons to fight the destroyers. They were desperate, looking for any means of salvation for their plight.
And so I obeyed, like an ignorant youngster eagerly wishing to fulfill his elder's commands. I went deeper into the abyss, unaware and uncaring of what lived beyond, my only one care being to search for a key, a clue to change what seemed like an inescapable destiny for my creators. But as I would soon discover, my prior trespassing had already attracted the attention of something that lay in the darkness of the abyss...