I have lived a long life. A very very long life, one long enough for me to see and tire of war with my own kind. We are few in number so we made a habit of using the humans as the fodder for our armies. The demi-humans never responded well to outsiders and the inhumans were hardly more than animals.
The casualties resulting from wars between the StarBorn were vast. In the aftermath of such events the corpses were used as fertilizer. It wasn't the most dignified of ends but one that suited the vanquished.
But as I have stated, I have grown weary of such conflict and so, if things go the way I intend, there shall never again be another StarBorn to cause these great conflicts. Aside from you my dearest daughter.
Within this tome i shall log the events that lead up to the latest war. And the subsequent suffering I will have plunged this world into, though i believe that, with time, the suffering will give way to peace.
I do not regret what I have done in the past, nor would I have done anything different and, given the opportunity, I would certainly do so again. But, sadly I doubt that will ever be the case. For I can feel it in my bones and see it in the stars that mine and your brother's time to die is near. We have come to terms with our death but not with yours. Never yours.
Continuing on, prior to the events depicted here, there were several massive wars that all the StarBorn participated in. Though, it would be more accurate to say we were the direct cause of them. All of them. They arose due to our nature; which in turn causes humans with political power to tempt us to aid them through bribery, blackmail, or even political favors. It has always been the same. Someone wanted the power we possess for their own end and more often than not when winning us over proved too difficult, they turned from currying favor to enslaving us. To be used as mere attack dogs.
It was the pinnacle of disgrace for us to be treated as low as the beasts that work the fields. We StarBorn are not just the innate strength and longevity we are born with. Nor the vast amount of wisdom we accumulate. No, they matter little when compared to our true talent.
Our true talent is the ability to change fate for not just ourselves but all those we interact with. Ranging from the inhuman and demihumans to the humans themselves. Fate is nothing but a ripple from the stones we skip. To us it is our source of pride and power. And to have some other being even attempt to take control of our kind like that boils my blood to the point of insanity.
Forgive me for getting off track as it has been a while since i had discussed this with you hasn't it my dearest Fang. The point is that the petty, self-righteous, hate filled and envious creatures of this world will always seek us out. It was something I had experienced first hand and the very same thing that drove me to start the fourth great war by myself. I had slayed the one holding my chain and with it I ground his barony till not but rubble was left beneath my feet.
It seems that instead of ripples from a stone I had launched a boulder and the shock-waves of my actions had directly incurred the following great war. One in which I chose no side. Nor did I stay neutral. I carved my own path through the chaos of war while acting like a child. I was drunk with my abilities and new found freedom. Saving and killing whom ever caught my fancy.
It would be years later that I realized how naive I truly was. During that fifth war I killed many that were simply bystanders. One moment stood out like a sore thumb though. I had slaughterer three teenagers barely strong enough to lift their weapons. It was after I had calmed from my battle trance that I realized that those teenagers were the new StarBorn. And that really set me off, I mean for comets sake they hadn't even awoken to a single individual gift let alone learned proper battle tactics.
It sickened me to my core and thoroughly killed all the enjoyment I held during that war retroactively like leaving milk out in the summer heat. My mood soured greatly. After the clean up I made it my personal duty to hunt down the ones responsible for failing to raise them properly. Putting an end to their lineage and lands.
