CHAPTER ON ORIGIN AND REBIRTH In the homeworld of Riis, I was born a few years before our great disaster. I had been sceptical at best about the Great Machine’s gifts, but I was not against it. The Great Machine was much too generous to our kind. But it’s generosity would last not long, for it fled our home and left us to start from scratch, scour the cosmos to find new homelands. I was one of the first Eliksni survivors to touch down in the Sol system. From the information we had, the original inhabitants of the system had gone nearly extinct after a battle between the Great Machine and its ancient enemy, at the time named ‘The Darkness’. I had stuck back in a camp we had set up when some Dregs returned with the corpses of ‘human’ beings. From what I could tell, they didn’t fire first. They offered them as food to our camp, but I refused and hunted the wildlife instead. Dregs are always the first ones to ignore Eliksni's past nobility. Eventually we found that the Great Machine had recognized us as a threat to the human and exo races, and gave them power to defend themselves. That part of the story is not mine to tell, instead the Guardians tell that tale, for I was not on the frontlines of battle until Twilight Gap. I had few scars from that day except for the division of our people into Houses. From that point, I wanted nothing to do with the politics and instead hid outside of the Cosmodrome. Years later, I thought I found hope with Aksis as our new Kell and SIVA as our new power, with which I enhanced myself. I was a fool to think that the gift of a Warmind would save our kind. And so was Aksis, may he rest in peace. After SIVA was compromised by the Iron Lords, the SIVA I still lived with slowly began to kill me from the inside out. With some Ether stored in Servitors that I helped steal from the Devils on the Plaguelands, I was able to slow down the process. Years passed and many things occurred. The Red War. The Reef Prison Break. The Almighty’s destruction and the Arrival of the Darkness. Over that time, I had lost one of my arms to the SIVA corruption that continued to eat through me. By the time Mercury, Titan, Mars, and Io had disappeared, I heard of House Devils rallying with a new house run by the champion, Eramis(kel), in the Cosmodrome. I was able to travel by Skiff to Old Russia and when I arrived, the Devils had escorted me inside, careful not to catch my disease. I was confronted by Eramis(kel), Kell of the new House Salvation, and brought to Europa. I was almost dead by the time I was put asleep inside of the Crypt. When I woke, I was...different. Mechanical. I had looked over and all four of my arms were on my being. I was desperate for answers, Eramis(kel) and Atraks explained everything. I thanked them for saving my life and in return, I joined House Salvation and gifted them my Servitor, which I later found was destroyed by Guardians on the field.