Welcome to what I hope will be the start of a great journey! I only own the characters not thought up by Rebecca Sugar and the Crewinverse.

Please, come take a seat.

I wish to share a story with you all, a story of beings who once walked (perhaps still walk) the same land as us.

Born of stars, these beings, though similar to us in appearance, possessed skills beyond our imagination: the ability to forge weapons from their bodies, to take any form they pleased, to create giants tall enough to touch the Moon and Sun, and so much more.

They also did not understand death as we do, and for this reason looked down on us and our weakness, how we were, and refused to realize the true potential of both us and these lands other than a means of sustaining their own existence.

Until one of them, soft and gentle as the flowers of spring, saw past our frailty and fell in love with the life of our world. Then and there, she realized the mistake her people were making and sought to change their minds.

They took no heed.

War became her only option.

So she gathered a band of warriors and struck against her own kind to protect this world.

The Great Conflict lasted for generations, claiming many lives—both our people and theirs— until finally the enemy fled, leaving this world to the deviant chief and her followers.

But at a horrid price.

The Suns, in retribution, unleashed a terrible curse on the world, one that rendered any Sky Woman it touched into a beast robbed of memory and control.

This curse, the Madness, only the chief and two of her closest followers survived.

To this day, these three wander the world in search of their fallen friends, in hopes that one day they will find the cure to restore the Lost Ones to their former selves and reunite their tribe.

But that story, I'm afraid, has yet to find its own ending.