Name: Satyender Mamarha

They say history is written by the victors. They are wrong. History is written by historians. The victors often employ those historians, and on some very rare occasions, the victors themselves happen to be historians. More often than not, historians are simply historians, a strange kind of creature obsessed with the past and with a mission to preserve it for the future.

Satyender Mamarha was one of those sorts. He had no allegiance to anyone and no goals in life other than accurately recording events of importance. His biggest challenge was that he believed most of the events around him were not important. During the Uprising Factions period (year 3067-3091) and the collective’s conquest of the galaxy soon after, Satyender’s peers were fluttering around the galaxy, making sure to not miss any important details in these times which they deemed of such importance. Satyender disagreed.

Skirmishes and conquests of greed had happened so many times throughout history that they had become mundane events of no importance. No historian would record that sun, or suns, rose one morning and then set in the evening. While those who felt the warmth of that sun deemed it very important, its sheer regularity would be of little consequence to the future’s history. The galactic conflicts seemed to become nearly as regular on a grand scale.

This put Satyender in a unique position. He was a dedicated historian who had not chronicled anything. Until now. Something grand was happening in the galaxy. Every historian of any worth knows that history is basically just a collection of biographies, the stories of grand heroes or villains, and the stories of those whose lives were helped or hurt by them. At every age, there will be just a few characters of merit who do a few things of merit.

Now it was different. Everywhere Satyender looked were legends of every shape and kind. He learned of multiple genius scientists who would have been the greatest mind of their century any other century, of dozens of God-like warriors, of politicians and titans of industry who would dominate easily without peers as equals, of criminal masterminds, saints, and so many more. A collection of such magnificent and enigmatic characters could only mean that he witnessed monumental times. The future would need to know exactly what happened in the coming days.

Thankfully, Satyender Mamarha would be there to chronicle.