[ WP ] `` The Empire '' spans galaxies and seeds planets with families , only to come back any number of millennia later and swallow these new civilizations wholesale to fight in its wars . Earth is next .

As humans, we believed we were independent. That we controlled the course of our own lives. So when the overlords we did n't know we had came to collect us, we felt defiant. And scared. 
 
 
 Everything we thought we knew about the universe was wrong. Our far fetched theories of how we were made were cast aside. Instead of the Big Bang, we had been told we were only lab specimens. *Seeded* were the exact words they used. 
 
 
 This statement only pushed our thoughts of defiance and independence to knew levels. In fact, we were blinded with rage. We threw everything we had at them. Maybe that's what led to our downfall. Our militaries were swatted aside like flies. 
 
 
 Wreckage rained from the skies. Our petty war lasted a day. Earth weeped for the loss of the its rights. We were prepared to be enslaved, or even annihilated as a whole. 
 
 
 Instead, after losing our war, we were cast into a new war. We had to fight for the aliens that had conquered us. The overlords told us that we either fight, or our children would be burned. We either fight, or our home planet would be mined until it was a carcass of its former self. 
 
 
 So we did the only thing we could. We fought. The have sent us away with their technology to fight a war that was meaningless to us. We fought a war knowing that *we* were meaningless. Well, that changes now. 
 
 
 It's been five hundred years since our enslavement. In five hundred years we have learned to come together. *We* have learned how to use their technology. *We* have begun to make pacts with other enslaved aliens. *We* have regained the will to fight. And not their war. *Our* war. 
 
 
 And as I send this message, we are already preparing the engines, prepping the guns. We are already changing the course of our ships toward the Empire. 
 
 
 So let the date not be five hundred years since enslavement. Let today be the first day humans have learned how to choose their path in life. Let today be the day the revolution began! 
 
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 I hope you like the story! I do n't usually do writing prompts often, so go easy on me. 
 

