I do love to imagine the ancient Protoss history. The Xel Naga, the Aeon Strife, the Ascencion of Khas and the beginning of Khala. The story of how many different tribes became one great nation of the Firstborn. These times seem exiting, full of legends, that come into my mind one by one and make me want to write them down and draw them. I love to imagine myself as a Preserver - not something that boring like Rohana or Zamara, though. And my stories would have nothing in common with those, that were written by C. Golden and became canon for many people in this fandom.
Khas, as I see him, was something much bigger, than some wild Savassan with his accidental discovery of God’s proportion. And with all their mythological pathos, I almost hear this legend like: “…when he stepped on the ground, every crystal began to shine around him, like the Aiur himself greeted him. Every stone was singing, and every living heart desired to fall into the golden light, that filled his mind, to meet the others there, to stay forever in this sudden extatic unity.”
And, more than that, I’ve always thought of Khala as a very complicated thing, not some curse to “bind them all under will of Amon”. No, seriously, the Great Unity is a great idea. I love it. I’d love to be part of it, because I believe, some wise Judicator would see, what I am born to do here, and I’d finally find myself useful somewhere.