The Azguardian Galactic Military had relinquished its command of the planets of Krakken IV, Hurok, and Hephastus and withdrawn into itself. They had fough more then three bloody wars since they entered the galaxy, and then they had fallen back. But the Azguard people had felt something, a feeling of the possibilities and hopes the stars could bring.

So now, the high lord of Azguard, Regrad, reestablished the space program. Soon they would yet again extend to their neighbours, yet again reach out to the stars, yet again risk bloody war to bring more stability and safety to their little patch of oblivion.

But it would take time. Ships were thought about. Plans were written. And it was decided that Krakken IV, the desert world of the hardy Kraz, their introduction to the galaxy, would be the first to join their union of local governments.

So once again, they reached for the void.