Korac's Verse

How does one become a war criminal?

Was it the abandonment by my father? The subduing of my mother? Could the tyrannical aliens with their boot on Cinder's neck have contributed to my misery and my own impressive kill skill for inflicting pain? All those millennia of fighting for our place in the Vast Collective only to be branded monsters by the very people who made us into assassins.

The real monsters reside in Enki.

Consider my position, King Rayne. The survival of my race hung in the balance. The well-being of my brother and my best friend. What would you do differently?

For the sake of Cinder, the Vast Collective, and the universe — learn from my mistakes.

Don't become like me.