Kataar Ataru

My Origins:




As we escape the fires of our Home, we watch as flames consume our homes and landmarks. Our history and meaning.
The Torian Race was now homeless.
With flashes all around me, I watch as shuttle after shuttle jumped from the system, speeding towards a random set of coordinates, hoping to find a place to call Home.
Fifty thousand ships laid ruin to who we are, within only a few hours.

Looking through the main viewscreen of my shuttle, I take comfort in knowing that the Stars of Life will always be here, lighting the way for lost travellers for years to come.





Peace:


With much fear and trepidation, we take to the stars in the hopes of finding ourselves.
We seek to find the essence of our very existence.
The meaning of who we are.

As we fly through the stars, many challeneges will come in our way. Only through sheer will and might will we achieve victory.

Fly far,
Fly safe,
Fly dangerous,
Fly with the peace, knowing that you are not alone in this unforgiving, beautiful, amazing universe.








Who Am I?:


I am one with the Universe.
My soul belonging to the stars,
My life, the very essence of creation.
The stuff of Stars, Planets, Galaxies and more.

My choice is mine alone. I travel to and fro, seeking what may be mine, or what I may have to die for.
In the end, knowledge of my death will spread with no one to mourn me.
A being with no Race to call his own. A man with no home.

From the ashes of my Races very existence, a new race shall be born.
We are Human
And we are ones with the Universe.