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Imagine an ancient race old, the only race in existance
arrogantly crafting worlds for their race to populate spreading out across the galaxy
terraforming worlds
(still not a poem or poetry, lol)
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shaping worlds and creatures from remote preparing each world for habitation before they arrive
living and ruling for centuries to thousand of years
till their empire became spoiled and decadent
then forgetful and lazy till things started to break down,
no longer working as an empire
fueding worlds, blood sports and body modification rampant.
mechanization and genetic alteration considered normal
racial pride shattering unity till even the original form was lost or forgotten
civil war and ultimate weapons were crafted and used
and an empire lay in ash, at least one pocket galaxy lost to plague, a dead zone for millenia
surviving colony worlds no longer connected to capitals, and their technology scrapyard ruins
broken civilization became barbarian survival
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and forgotten by all
the terraforming network ignored and forgotten to the point access was lost
who worries of their house and the potted plants or pets when they find themselves in a war zone
but worlds continued development and repair based on partial commands by random links
made by dreamers, insane, children, others reaching out for something more
some even thinking they talked to gods, the most recent call it the Force
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races returning to primitive form and survival depending on evolution not whim
some of the races are even new forms
crafted creatures that became sentient
dependant of the link to maintain their sentience
if cut off from the Force they become only animals again
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the 'light' side handling herbivores and plants
the 'dark' side handling predators and carnivores
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in all the force moving each race to the humanoid form
with each generation increasing the capacity of the next
even allowing crossbreeds and hybrids
adapting, shifting, tweaking, bypassing normal evolution
perhaps trying to recreate its creators
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and now something new
what happens when chakra meets the force
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ABANDON HOPE YE WHO ENTER HERE
WHAT SECRETS LIE WITHIN THESE DARK GATES?
ONLY THE SHADOWS KNOW
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THE GALAXY IS A BIG PLACE
NO ONE KNOWS WHO YOU'LL MEET
OUT WITH THE OLD, IN WITH THE NEW
BEWARE
SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES
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