A long time ago, an exalted tribe that ruled one-sixth of everything under the heavens was pushed to the brink of extinction.
Left with no choice, the tribe abandoned its own bloodline and became a new species in itself.
It wasn't as simple as it sounded.
It's like humans abandoning their genes and becoming apes.
For the great tribe, it was even more demeaning.
But they did it.
The first generations of this new species had a singular goal.
"Escape!"
Since they stole the sliver of Order from their arch enemy and fled with their own tribe's sliver, an intense search began.
Every star system in the galaxy was scrutinized.
Their bloodline, the source of their pride, became the reason for their death.
The ones too prideful to throw away their bloodline were cruelly tortured and slaughtered.
So, the ones who swallowed their pride lived.
But out of fear, they kept running. From the center of civilization to barely civilized star sectors. From civilization to barbarian lands.
