He had won the war – in the future that is. He had sent his mind back to his dreams, to convince himself to become what he would be, far earlier than he from the future did. Caught between serving his destiny and that of a higher purpose – a higher calling – the mysteries of the Wizarding World close around him.

A short history of the Orion Arm of the Milky Way Galaxy, from the perspective of those existing within Systems Alliance space, submitted as part of my qualifying project on governmental analysis. July 25, 2585.

We are humans. We are a naive species who want nothing more than to improve our station. We bickered among ourselves, fought and bled, warred and murdered in the ignorance of a greater existence and calling out there. As we stand here, on the eve of the Covenant annihilation of our species, let us not forget who we are. In this existence or the next, humanity shall be remembered.

As far as research groups go, the Research Flotilla named Indomitable was supposed to be as generic as they come. Everyone posted in such a group were usually placed in essentially dead end jobs. A sudden attack changes all of their lives, as the task of rebuilding humanity is left to them. And it wouldn't be easy, as war looms in the background. And war... war never changes.