Religioins, as so many other things, began when man looked at the skies and said.

"I belong there. I am one with the gods"

So man rose from the ground to build a home for himself. In the cold dark depths of space and he brought hope to those dark places. Expecting that his ascension, this enlightenment, would unify and strengthen him.

But the Darkness fought back, and man turned on man.

Metal behemoths roamed the skies, gorging themselves on lesser creatures. And somewhere along the line we found our true nature. For man is the destroyer of things, and malicious master of his savage domain. We have our own place in the Universe, and it is a dark cruel role we play.

We are the Revolutionaries, we are the usurpers to the heavenly thrones.

We are the Enimies of the Gods.