Babikiye

We are two planets and many peoples, inextricably linked via our Creator's magic. Over millennia, each of our stories has contributed to the choir of fate and choice that defines our one and only universe, Babikiye.
  Despite our blessed link, our civilizations — let alone our very planets! — could hardly be more different. Even our smallest of stories are never repeated twice. As a result, more lines have been drawn amongst ourselves than one could possibly count, a seemingly endless source of passion that has led us to fight, to love, to invent, to destroy... in other words, to be people.
  Yet, how many among us can sincerely claim to have told our own story? How many can say theirs were remembered? Does it even matter, in the grand scheme of things?
  Though our universe may be one of infinite variety, our stories are vulnerable to the ravages of time. Year after year, people die, civilizations vanish, and monuments erode. Once cherished voices are lost forever in the endless void sea of time. Sometimes it is inevitable. Other times, the very lines we drew get in our own way.
  The archive before you is but one response to the ever-growing challenge of preserving our legacies. It is my hope that its contents may challenge and inspire us to rethink our past and dream of our future. May the stories of our peoples, past and present, remind us that even the most stubborn lines may be redrawn, because only together may our stories persevere.
  Your Humble Storyteller,
Ezeki