Fast forward a few thousand years--
Bam!
"Woe to us!"
"What a calamity!"
"We are doomed… doomed beyond saving…"
"Ah—what are we supposed to do now?!"
The throne hall of the planet Azakra no longer carried the tranquil majesty it had always been known for. In this hour it had transformed into a place overflowing with confusion and despair. T
he chamber was packed with trembling elders, each one clutching his head with both hands as if trying to keep it from splitting, or pacing in frantic circles like trapped beasts, their faces carved with horror and helplessness. The grand hall, once a solemn symbol of power and authority, now looked no different than a swarm of frantic ants scattered upon a blazing sheet of iron.
