Broken Beginnings

Prologue
There was a time ages ago, when my race crept along the shallows of the seas free of thought. We were animals with only the smallest thoughts, we knew not our capacity of knowing and had no grasp of future. I have seen our beginnings, vids of when the yahg literally tore us from the oceans, the screams of my ancestors hold a haunting beauty. They squirmed and bit, the yahg bled terrible but didn't flinch, he was patient with the first ancestors. They were taken and educated by the yahg, and thus the road to our future was made.

I find this beautiful, the rise of a life-form. to become masters of their own world and those beyond. Many races in the past failed at this though, they dwindled into extinction. Perhaps you could blame the reapers, but if they were strong they would have survived even that.

I study the syndallic codex, the record of all we know of those who came before. I see the strands of life the protheans were built upon, they will live again, and they will be grateful that we spared them from extinction. And if they are not, we shall leave them to the fate they allowed.

Chapter 1
I see it grow, triumph when its heart takes its first beat. This relic grows well, the first of his kind to live in thousands of years, alive because I willed it to be so.

It would be innacurate to say that I feel like a god, because gods do not raise the dead, they only create new life. I fought against extinction, the very fact that I created this life proves that I have earned its servitude.