In the final days of the Vidarri empire, right on the verge of collapse, the royal family did what they could not only in an attempt to save themselves, but their kingdom. Factions had been created, terrorist groups and splinter cells were eating the empire from inside out. People begged for change and they were met with the firm hand of the empire, which instead of snuffing their cries out, only made them stronger.
Powerful machines were made, tools of destruction were used brother against brother- in the waning years of the Vidarri, it had become a dissenting civil war that would last until there was no man left standing. There almost wasn’t.
Men were killed by the hundreds of thousands, homes destroyed by the millions, the proud nation that boasted estimates of conquering almost half the galaxy, had come to barely being able to control their own system.
This civil war had lasted over a hundred years when the Vidarri crumbled. The two sides of the Vidarri crown had pushed and pulled, given and taken, and it all came to a slow, whimpering halt.
In a vain attempt to put an end to the rising faction, the crown decided to create a single weapon- a weapon that would not only change the course of history, but put an end to all who opposed it.
Self-aware A.I. The Vidarri were capable of creating A.I and had done so generations beforehand, but were never able to perfect it to make it a truly live person.
Until now.
Their name, translated from Vidarri tongue, is Hope.
