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After we realized we couldn't beat the Xsotan at the time, we decided to flee.

Operation Exodus was the largest migration the galaxy had seen.

We are the descendants of the Haatii. Our ancestors used to live near the center of the galaxy.

Our hyperspace drives were destroyed, and now we're stuck here.

For a long time we managed to fight them back, but at some point we couldn't fight any longer, and were overwhelmed.

We were constantly attacked. They wanted our technology. Our ships. Our weapons.

And a large convoy like ours was not exactly easy to hide.

We were disorganized, demoralized and weak. Our best guess is that a lot of people in the outer sectors here knew that.

We have enough food and energy to sustain us for hundreds of years to come.

But luckily we're living in the wreckages of a convoy that was meant for the migration of millions.

Since our hyperdrives are all gone, we're stuck here.

We were overwhelmed by outlaws and bandits. When they realized that our technology was completely incompatible with theirs and thus worthless to them, they left our ancestors to die here.

This is the place where our last great defeat happened.

There are many more of us, in other sectors, but sadly we can't reach them.

We set up this beacon, but we never thought anybody would use it.