Space is aptly named; it is just that. It is an infinite expanse of nothing, a vast, cold, impossibly lonely place. Space is not meant for life. But in the far corners of space life defies all odds. In the reaches of the cosmos live beings formed of leftover stardust and wisps of life; starbornes.

Products of the deaths of ancient stars, those holding within them the miracle of magic and life, starbornes are deceptive in name. They are not born; birth is a human concept, too intimate for the distant, emotionless stars. They are created from the leftovers of cosmic cycles; the tiny forgotten bits of things unneeded by the universe. The physical makeup of starbornes is unremarkable. The phenomena that grants them the joy of existence are Sparks.

Every living being has a Spark, the thing that gives them life and magic. A Spark is the difference between a chunk of rock and a magma cube, or between lava and a Blaze... or between a star and Starborne.

They are what activates the soul of a being, allowing them consciousness and life. Some would say they are souls, but that would not be accurate. Sparks do not define a being; they simply allow its existence.

Sparks are nearly creatures themself. Playful and lively, full of wonder and power, they can usually be found in groups, frolicking around in space. But as with anything, there are exceptions. It is with an incredibly unusual one of these exceptions is where our story begins.

It began with a lone Spark dashing through space, an indigo trail of magical fire trailing behind it like a comet's tail. With nothing around but a vast expanse of Void, it seemed this Spark was nothing special. There are millions of lone Sparks, but most are unremarkable. They wander the cosmos for a time before inevitably finding other Sparks and joining with them. This happens often; there was nothing different, it seemed, about this Spark.

But on its journeys through space this Spark happened to pass through a cloud of matter left over from the creation of a new star, known to the starbornes as O-5MP-1. This matter was coincidentally perfect for the creation of a new starborne, and the Spark easily bonded with it. There life was formed, a new being made of stardust and luck.

Most Starbornes are quickly found by other groups of Starbornes and brought back to a colony on a nearby planet. But no one noticed the lone Starborne appear far away from anything else, and so the new being was left alone to tumble through space.

It took years before the new Starborne was lucky enough to land on 0R1GN5-3C and meet the sentient creatures living there. The Starborne was given a name and joined the community living on the planet, his existence still unknown to the other Starbornes.

That is, until one day, when the king of the 5P4RKLZ colony went exploring and through another impossible coincidence, he landed on 0R1GN5-3C and discovered an undocumented Starborne.

The king was kind and did not force the lone Starborne to leave 0R1GN5-3C, giving him a choice to stay or meet other Starbornes. But Starbornes are scattered across the galaxy. If the king was able to find the lone Starborne, there is nothing stopping other Starbornes from finding him...

And not all Starbornes have good intentions.