You once knew peace and was close to perfection... But we all know there is no perfection in creation and when we play god... We pay with our lives. I am the recorder. Everything that happens in the universe i record and dialogue for future references. No one knows I'm here or that i even exist. Until now i guess. At this point Humans do not record their years as they expand their known knowledge of the universe. They travel vast distances and populate any planet they can. Their space technology is rival to that of ancient races. They consider themselves dominant to any race and at their core is their vast wealthy empire. Ruled by a royal family with connections to the original planet... Earth. Unfortunately, lies and deception creep into anything great and crumble its great base. That is where the Black sun organization comes in. A very high level security corporation that deals in capturing stars as business and selling them to the empire. Capturing a sun allows systems uninhabitable originally to be liveable after the terraforming of certain planets occur. The empire uses this to create new systems for the ever growing population. Unfortunately for many native races of those planets. They die off, only recently has the Princess banned the capturing of suns in already populated systems. Soon after she went missing and the death of the queen occurred. The empire lays in chaos and the king has lost his reigns. All that remains is a unlikely group of people who have named themselves, Nova Angels for they are the wings of a saviour that has come to save the empire from its doom. In the most unlikely of ways possible they will change the future and me...All Rights Reserved