The Rise of the Troloin Three

A human-- the last human in existence, in fact-- sits alone, stuck in the ruins of a long-lost alien civilization, hunted by a group of bizarre barbarians who carry an unknown grudge that calls for his death. Stuck on the other side of the galaxy, taken so far from a cold and desolate home, the human's short memory has only known pain and confusion.

Despair and amnesia are all on his mind as all he can recollect are two singular images: what looks to be one of the most horrifying creatures to have existed looking at him with tears of hope in his eyes, and his bloody mangled corpse being struck by a gargantuan, cyclops alien with a fresh scar over his face.

But hopelessness would soon turn to resolve; a grim desire for the truth, his revenge, and survival in an existence flipped and burned by the strife of a galactic civil war. With determination in heart, and clenched fists ready for all who would dare, the crusade of one lone human began.

But unbeknownst to both the galaxy which knew no hope and the steadfast human... the journey that would birth the Troloin Three was just beginning.

It is true that humanity perished long ago, forgotten by all but five forlorn souls. But soon the cruel galaxy would experience the full human spirit, whether it liked it or not.