WHEN I WAS YOUNG… I LEARNED THE TALES OF OLD.

  I learned of a prophecy… A prophecy of an immense and unlimited power source.

  An ancient device that was said to be crafted by the High-Elders themselves; Gurd the Wise, Iee the Kind, and Unn the Benevolent, who were the true shapers of the Known Universe.

  This ‘unlimited power source’ that those three mysterious… ASTRAL beings created was known as… THE PYRAMID OF POWER.

  It was said long ago, when the Known Universe was still young and forming, the High-Elders used the Pyramid to create everything of which you now know.

  They created TWENTY-FOUR KNOWN GALACTIC SECTORS within our vast and wondrous ‘Verse and within each, they implanted BILLIONS of planets.

  Only one world within each galactic could sustain habitable life.

  These twenty-four planets were then each seeded with their own indigenous life-forms.

  Amongst these twenty-four worlds and their galaxies was my home world of … GUARDINAS.

  Guardinas was a rich, vibrant world free from war and tyranny… But it was not always this way.

  Cycles before, Guardinas was known as… CRATTIUS.

  Then ruled by a vicious ‘God-Emperor’ named Marxxus Crattius, the cursed being drove my people, the Goondarians, out of his ‘grand’, royal city.

  Living like savages in the Barren Outlands outside of the Royal City of ‘Crattion’, all seemed lost for my people… But our Leader’s hope; my father ‘Goondar Pronos’, kept us going.

  My father, who was a mystic and practiced in the ways of old, spoke of an ancient prophecy.

  A prophecy that told of ‘seven warriors descended from the High-Elders themselves who would, one day-cycle, rise up and defy Emperor Crattius’s rule’.

  To me, back then, ‘twas a mere dream… Until one fateful day-cycle when the Pyramid came to us.

  CRASHING DOWN from the infinite, galactic starways like a falling star was the Unlimited Power Source, of which I, along with six of my fellow brethren, discovered it.

  THEN, once we had laid our hands upon it, we were imbued with GRAND and ALMIGHTY POWERS.

  Adorned in ‘individually colored battle suits’ that were derived from the infinite number of colors that made up the Known Universe… AND ARMED WITH MIGHTY WEAPONS and GODLY POWER, we ‘chosen seven’ used our newfound ‘gifts’ to shatter Crattius’s cursed empire.

  Destroying Crattius’s Armies, we seven overthrew the God-Emperor and made planet Crattius a free world.

  In the aftermath overthrowing their merciless overlord, the remnants of Crattusian Society and our people integrated one anothers’ entirely different cultures.

  The newly united people then started to look up to us seven as idols.

  They referred to us as their heroes… Their protectors… THEIR GUARDIANS.

  From then on, that’s who we were forever known and ‘revered’ as across the Known Twenty-Four Galactic Sectors… THE GUARDIANS OF THE PYRAMID OF POWER.

  As the solar-cycles passed… We made the planet our own.

  ‘Twas peaceful and filled with prosperity.

  There was no war, no violence.

  Only peace and love reigned supreme… But as with everything else… ALL ‘GRAND THINGS’ MUST COME TO AN UNFORTUNATE END.

  Having, at one time, been ‘blessed’ with the Pyramid’s unlimited power by the High-Elders… THE VEXAN EMPIRE, then led by the Lord-Emperor Validax Vexas, invaded our world with his savage Vexan Horde.

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  In a violent, but ultimately ‘feeble’ attempt at ‘destroying us’ for the sole-control of the Pyramid, Lord-Emperor Vexas did all that he could to do so… But we as ‘the Guardians’ stood as one against him.

  With all of our might and powers combined, it cost the life-forces of five of my fellow brethren to stop Validax and his empire from destroying our people, world, and regaining control of the Unlimited Power Source.

  In turn, we destroyed Validax and sent the remnants of his army back to their home world… PLANET VEXAS… Once again bringing another ‘age of total peace’ to our world.

  AS MORE CYCLES PASSED… As ‘reward’ for my ‘grand efforts’ in leading my brethren and people to victory against the Vexans during what became known as ‘The First Pyramid War’, I was elected ‘King’ of our world, which was now renamed ‘Guardinas’ in honor of us.

  With my newly granted ‘royal title’, I soon gained a beloved wife and Queen, Andridia, and then, soon after that, we were blessed by the High-Elders with three beautiful childlings; my first-born son and heir ‘Lanteus’, my second born son ‘Lerrick’, and his twin sister ‘Ashanna’.

  All then seemed well and ‘eternally grand’ for myself, my family, our people, and Guardinas… But as I said before… all grand things MUST come to an unfortunate end.

  AS I REACHED MY FIFTIETH CYCLE OF EXISTENCE, I truly started to believe that our world would forever be at peace… But that ‘dream’ went away when a ‘new, accursed evil’ arose from Validax’s Ashes.

  INVADING OUR WORLD AFTER TEN CYCLES WAS THE VEXAN EMPIRE with Validax’s his four sons VENTRIX, AXIUS, DRELLIX, and TITANUS taking his wretched place.

  Ventrix, being the eldest of the brothers, was made the new ‘Lord-Emperor’ of the Vexan Empire and, immediately after being granted his ‘newfound royal title’, made it his FIRST PRIORITY to avenge his father’s death by killing me, destroying Guardinas, and controlling the Pyramid of Power… ONCE AND FOR ALL.

  Since the time of the War, I have made it my mission to train others to take up the highly coveted and respected roles of the Seven Guardian Warriors.

  Creating and enacting the Guardinas Royal Defense Military, several young Guardinian boys were particularly chosen at the age of eight-solar-cycles to train until their eighteenth-cycles to become the next generation of the Guardians.

  These ‘new Guardians’ included my own son, now ‘Captain’ Lanteus Pronos (the Red Guardian Warrior) and the Lieutenant Dexius Solas (the Blue Guardian Warrior), who I had taken into my ‘royal house’ after his parents had tragically lost their life-cycles in a ‘Vexan Raid’ on their Telton Spice Farm towards the end of the first war.

  So, when the ‘dreaded day-cycle’ that the Vexans, once again, invaded our world came, the Guardians led an army of ten thousand Guardinian Royal Defense Guardsmen against them outside the security walls of our city in the Barren Outlands… AND THEY WERE DEFEATED.

  It seemed that over time, the Vexans had increased their training to be grander than our own.

  They mercilessly slaughtered all of our troops as well as six of the Guardian Warriors… Including Lanteus.

  The sole survivor of the battle… WAS DEXIUS, who made it back to the Royal City, to my Royal House, to tell me the ‘cursed tale’ of what had happened.

  Now, as the Vexans invade the city, I record this entry into my ‘personal holo-log’ in hopes of gaining assistance from ‘another world’ like our own.

  A not-too-distant world in the ‘Saauda Galactic Sector’ known as ‘Aeshlara’, which also goes by ‘another’ name by its inhabitants… EARTH.

  I do not have much time. I have only enough to ensure the safety of my daughter with Dexius.

  I have ordered him to protect her as I send them off into the far reaches of deep space in hopes of reaching your world.

  Please, I urge you to accept them.

  They pose 'no threat’ to your race.

  All they wish is for your help because if the Vexans take control of the Pyramid of Power then it is not only the end of my world… BUT THE END OF YOURS AS WELL.

  This is Luxor Pronos… LORD-KING OF THE PLANET GUARDINAS, signing off…