The Black Guard, my wonderful creation, in ruins! Dire is my anguish, strong is my pain. This banner spread terror, havoc, destruction under my orders, for 3 years after the fall of the great SR. Now we burn in the shadows of hell!
Filled with regret, I plunder into madness.
But we are not alone in damnation, many share our doom. The Galaxy itself rots and decays under the eternal shadow. Never again shall The Galaxy see the light of dawn, in ruins it shall stand, for eternity. Trade routes destroyed, alliances forgotten, planets torn asunder into pathetic and miniature versions of their once and glorious stand. The ghosts of the past forgotten and condemned.
For those ignorant and unkowing of this galaxy's past, who try to survive in the cold corpse of space or alone in the dark and ruined Zion. Know who were responsible. All hail the Black Guard, once ruler of The Galaxy and surpressor of The Federation.
Great respect to the eternal rival, the NR!
Now it is time for me to join the spirits of the past.