I'll outline my similar theory here [quote]The more I play this game the more I'm convinced that we are in fact the bad guys. Every mission we run feels like the actions of a saboteur or assassin or more accurately a TERRORIST. I have some theories about the history of our Galaxy and the true nature of the Traveler that I will outline here. The grimoire tells us that knowledge of the true nature of the collapse of our Golden Age is lost, but how could the survivors possibly forget such a cataclysmic event? Only if the truth was deliberately concealed from us could this be possible, which explains why the Speaker is so reticient to share his knowledge with us - because he is in collusion with our Dark Master who hides behind the light and has turned us into minions of evil. The only real societal collapse we know about is the civil war between the thousands of factions that once existed - I believe this was our real collapse and orchestrated by the Traveler to feed on the souls of our dead. Why would so many races that have encountered this supposedly benevolent and inoffensive being be hell bent on capturing or destroying it? They tell us that these races are evil servants of this supposed darkness but that sounds a little too black and white in a reality we know to be shades of grey. I believe these races are either seeking vengeance on the traveler for the horrors it has visited on them or have pierced the veil of its machinations and seek to destroy it in self-defense. Firstly take the fallen: they appear to share many similarities with us. They were once a mighty civilisation experiencing a golden age, just like us, they suffered a terrible societal collapse, just like us. We also know they have previously encountered the traveler and have come to this Solar system to destroy it. There are other similarities too - the relationship between the servitors and the fallen seems like a beta version of our relationships with our ghosts. It is suggested that the servitor prime controls the souls of the fallen possibly even reviving the dead, just like our ghosts. The servitors also look after communications just like the ghosts. To me the servitors really do appear to be ancient versions of our ghosts. Once it had fed upon their society it moved on to ours the remnants of fallen society have been hunting it ever since. I believe the Cabal are an empire comparable to that of the pre-horus heresy empire of the Warhammer 40k universe. They recognised the threat and power of the Traveler and seek to destroy or capture it. I believe they were only able to resist its influence thanks to the Psions and Flayers. To me the Hive are insectoid in nature - chitinous exoskeletons, webs and eggs in their bases and the fact they're called the Hive seem to support this. So I believe rather than being evil the hive reacted to the traveler's machinations the same as any colony of insects when threatened - they've swarmed to eliminate the the threat! I believe it was their unfathomable insectoid sentience that prevented them from falling under the influence of the Traveler. Finally the Vex I believe our the true heroes in this story. I theorise that they are human creations from far in our future designed to save us from the traveler and guide humanity back on a path of independence and freedom. This is supported by Atheon and the rest of the Vex's apparent abilities to travel through space and time and the fact that the vex have created weapons purely designed for human use; Vex Mythoclast. With their power to build gargantuan structures surely they could have built an immense vessel with the powers of the vault launched it against earth and killed us all with Gorgons by now. But instead they try to protect their beautiful Garden and leave challenges for us that we can defeat, even leaving powerful weapons to be used against them lying around in their vault of glass. Hardly sounds like a race hellbent on death and destruction. Rather they are Gardeners as they describe themselves pruning and shaping the tree of life to grow healthy and un tainted by the Traveler. Don't believe the lies of the speaker and know that we are the undying servants of death and destruction who have ripped our own society apart in unwitting tribute to this parasite we call the Traveler. It is up to us to discover the truth and reclaim our DESTINY! I leave you with these excerpts from the grimoire and some food for thought: At the end of the path grew a flower in the shape of a Ghost. I reached out to pluck it and it cut me with a thorn. I bled and the blood was Light. The Ghost said to me: You are a dead thing made by a dead power in the shape of the dead. All you will ever do is kill. You do not belong here. This is a place of life. The Traveler is life, I said. You are a creature of Darkness. You seek to deceive me. But I looked behind me, down the long slope where the blossoms tumbled in the warm wind and the great trees wept sap like blood or wine, and I felt doubt. When my Ghost raised me from the sea there was a thorn-cut in my left hand and it has not healed since. You can ask others about Deep Stone and they'll tell you about the army. They might confess one truth, which is this: we have to kill the army to get to the tower. Usually this starts bare-handed, and somewhere along the way you take a weapon. Ask again and if they're buzzed they might also admit that most of us don't make it to the Tower, except once or twice. None of them will tell you that the army is made of everyone we meet. The people we work with and the people we see in the street and the people we tell about our dreams. We kill them all. I think because we were made to kill and this is the part of us that thinks about nothing else. Often I kill people I don't know, but like most of us I think I knew them once, in the time before one reset or another, when my mind was younger and less terribly scarred. Love to hear others thoughts on this. P.S Apologies for any spelling errors or grammar mistakes.[/quote]