The Supreme God from another world tore open our sky, destroyed our cities, and crushed our hopes for a better life, keeping us in constant misery. But we are resilient. As long as even the smallest glimmer of hope remains, we will give it everything we've got, just as we keep expanding that glimmer, the way the Supreme God tore through our outer space in the first place. Because we are a resilient people, a people who never admit defeat, a people who endure and pass the torch from generation to generation. In the end, we will drive out the invaders and grind them beneath our feet...
