With the Void being greater and vaster than the Universe, the war within was therefore of a larger scale as well.
In year 109 of the Third Epoch—the beginning of the Year of Revival, our homeworld had followed Father Sky's trail into a winter period beyond our star's orbit. Just as it had been centuries ago, our navy left the small planetary system to wander about the Void.
Father Sky was the gas giant our homeworld orbited around. It was the day which shone upon the moss plains of our homeland, its pale blue silhouette occupying all upon the skies—hence the revered name. Two planets viable for living, which we affectionately referred to as Mother and Brother, encircled Father Sky as well.
In the past millenia, when civilization was still young, tales revolving around those planets were often told. The cradle of our homeworld whirled in peace and safety alongside Father, Mother, and a satellite called Sister, our race growing discreetly within.
