Preface - A New World
As they crossed through the portal, shaken and distressed by the attacking forces on their citadel, the Elysium colonists ran towards safety in this new world. Amidst the group, a 12-year-old boy was being pulled by the hand of one of his parents. Scared, Jone Foste could only think of his father’s words before they crossed the portal. “Grab the Ancient Orb from the pedestal and don’t let go of your mother’s hand, we need to run to a safe place.” said his father. They were supposed to come to this world only a few months later, but when the citadel got attacked they had no choice but to suddenly pack their belongings and rush towards the portal. Jone was still holding the orb when his father quickly grabbed it and placed it inside his military jacket while looking around as if checking if no one saw what the kid was holding. Tankor had always been a caring father and husband, in the Elysium Alliance he was a known engineer with fighting abilities that far surpassed his colleagues. Jone’s mother, Kara, a smart and beautiful woman, was a biologist with expertise in plants and herbs.
They had been preparing for months to enter the portal to a new world, but they were not part of the first wave of colonists. Luckily, some rumors had been circulating in the citadel, that some of Earth’s world leaders were trying to steal the technology created by the alliance, so the family prepared emergency kits in case of a sudden catastrophe. After a few minutes of crossing the portal, the Elysian noticed several groups of mercenaries that came in pursuit of them. As noticing the current event unfolding behind them, Tankor turned to face the pursuers.
“Jone, go with your mother…” said Tankor in a calm but serious tone.
“But what about you dad?!” berated Jone, noticing some mercenaries following the last Elysian crossing the portal.
“Your father will be fine, come Jone” said Kara as she pulled the worrying kid. She looked into Tankor’s eyes before continuing to run.