You are an emissary of the Revival Age. Seven space clans are arguing on their rights of possessing every underdeveloped planet of this galaxy.

You are at the front line of this war.

You are a missionary, a warlord, a leader of nations.

You personify progress, stability and wealth.

Owing to your participation, the experience of multiple generations may be mastered within decades: where there are schools, there will be universities, smithies shall be reorganized to factories, and robotics, cloning and bio-synthesis shall be developed. But not a single path is without its difficulties. You have rivals, the representatives of other clans. And every planet, every continent is becoming a battlefield of progress. Great tests await for the tribes of the planets on their way to prosperity, and they are ready to fight for their future. And you, the emissary, shall lead them in this struggle.

The age of space expansion began in the year 2057 of Earth chronology. The invention of the sub-light engine made interstellar flight possible, though such travel between stars took decades, or even centuries. Thus, the settling of humanity over all the galaxy was drawn out to millennia. During long years of isolation, many worlds regressed, their population returned to feudalism, and almost all knowledge of technology was lost. Only seven planets managed to retain their cumulative knowledge. In 5074, the scientists of one of these planets finally managed to develop the method of instant teleportation. The advanced worlds began their campaign of conquering and adding the less-developed planets to their domain. It was the age of interstellar war.

After the discovery of a new planet, it was prohibited to intrude on its surface and suppress the will of its inhabitants. Each of the seven clans was allowed to send only one mentor on such a planet. The mentor is allowed to teach new technologies to the savages and participate in their intertribal wars. His main task was to help his tribe to conquer the majority of territory. Only the most developed and numerous tribe of the planet could decide its fate and make the decision of joining it to one of the clans. Thus, the new era was begun - the Era of Revival.

In the early morning of 15 June of 5205, the main square of the Revival Academy was very crowded. Well-disposed ranks of young men clad in festal uniforms stood on the wide green lawn in front of Emissary Faculty building. Multiple relatives whispered to each other around the obstruction. Here and there sounded the weeping of a few emotional mothers. A bit farther there stood excitedly jabbering correspondents of news channels. Though, the deafening silence dominated over the place when general Mishukov got up to the tribune. Coughing to his fist, general adjusted the microphone. "Cadets! This day shall become the starting point for you, first graduates of our academy, and also for all the citizens of Earth's clan. You shall have to direct the fates of whole tribes and planets. For the sake of this high goal you shall, perhaps, spill the blood - both yours own and one of our potential citizens. I call for you to be worthy representatives of the Earth! Creation, creation and once more - creation. It is our slogan."

The buzz of an urgent call caught Vladimir in process of meditation. With the skill born of his training, he drew in his astral tentacles and regained all physical sensation, then opened his eyes. Three hours long travel in the negative vector is quite a difficult task, even for the trained human. Vladimir performed a few restoring exercises and went to the captain's bridge.

The central holographic screen displayed the colorful sphere of Rainbow. "This planet is the one of great importance for us," said the admiral of landing troops, pacing before quietly standing Vladimir, "As well as for other clans. It has incredibly huge amounts of tellar-5 which is necessary for teleporting generators. The task is complicated by presence of emissaries of other clans; at the moment we are determining their numbers. General Mishukov recommended you as extra-class professional, though I can't affirm his opinion by looking at you… Hrm. Yes, of course, I have read your dossier. Impressive. But he current task is much, much more complicated. Questions? Excellent. You may begin your work. Within three days, your shuttle shall land in this square…"