Planet Omega

We all began on another planet, one that should have taken us all down with it when it burned up in a fiery rage. We had no business living longer than that. We certainly had no business colonizing elsewhere, murdering, ravaging, taking.

It wasn't ours. Yet, we'd felt entitled, simply because it was there. Humans had always done that well, all throughout history - taking things that didn't belong to them.
No matter the cost.

"Run."

Violence is in our blood, every single one of us descended from the millions of humans who'd dared survive after Earth could take no more of them.

"Run now, and don't look back."