Darkness, the first thing I ever experienced. Not and ounce of light almost, as if the world died. The darkness began to shrink as light pressed in the vacant void. I was scared, as the light came closer I relized that I was not on ground, I was floating. Floating in a now dim space of what used to be home. My life was destroyed by an ancient tribe we belived to be dead, the triconians. For years we belived they were dead, but we were wrong. They waited until we were weak, just after the gabak war, and attacked us. Our homes were burned and people were killed or taken captive. I fought in the army head or my dispatch and last to get captured. My comrades died in battle and we're burned to death. The triconians resemble a gargoyle combined with a dinosaur. They have cold black eyes and if you look in them it will show you your greatest fear. When I was captured they moved me into a chamber to cofine me, but the light that protrudes the darkness instills fear and anxiety. The light can only be from one source............ The Rictilian arena
