The tree of Liberty is thirsty for the blood of Tyrants
Within the depths of Fringe Space there float many a stellar body. Planets, whose nameless occupants have long since forgotten the meaning of the word freedom. Shackled mind and body, these numbers live the pitiful life of stock slaves and die forgotten.
Their corrupt bureaucratic overlords see themselves as superior, Elysian beings. The genocidal decrees they disseminate from their lofty towers to be obeyed without question or hesitation. Protected by their gangs of well-armed bootlickers, these parasites cannot imagine anything but their rule forever more.
This was the normal for hundreds and even thousands of star-years, until the defiant Terrans ventured across the stars. Having shattered their own chains and disposed of all bloodsucking government parasites, they gazed across the Cosmos only to see more obnoxious authoritarians.
Lasers and railguns in their callous-covered hands, they grit their teeth, and with eyes full of ice-cold rage, they roar:
Never again