It was the year 3045, humanity was at its peak with the best of technology that surpassed any technology they had seen before. Large cities floated in the skies and deep under the seas, no place was inaccessible. And yet the more they learnt did not answer their questions, did not feed their hunger for knowledge and power, it only created more questions.

Yet as advanced as they were, the other half of the planet seemed to have backed up to a dark ages stage of time. Technology was forbidden on the west side of the world, the people living in small villages having demolished all cities of old. What they lacked in technology they excelled in the dark arts of magic, in manipulating the elements that surrounded them.

Two equally powerful sides, both with equal disgust for one another. The only thing stopping them from killing each other was the middle people. In between the people stood the mightiest of all civilisations, a combination of magic and superior technology enabled them to keep the peace in the world.

Kromoloton paused the hologram lesson, never in all his time had he witnessed a species of animal with such a complex history. Yet he had a feeling he was going to witness many more things that would make him say that.

Groliano walked in the chamber as well, Kromoloton did not even salute at his superior but simply turned around and put the lesson back on.

There had been a lapse in time, not by much but it was a meeting of grand importance, at the table sat humans dressed in ancient looking armour made of metals of gold and silver and humans in advanced armour designed to make them nearly invincible.

The leader of the technological humans began the meeting, " fellow technologians and magi warriors, this meeting has been placed for the removal of the negotiators."

The warrior who’s armour was more adorned than the others continued where the technologian left off, " This world is not big enough for the two of us, we both agree that we want to destroy each other. But the negotiators stop us, if we join together for this one moment we can annihilate the negotiators and finally wage our war"

This made no sense to Kromoloton, why join together and wage war against a peace make just so they can kill each other afterwards. He returned is attention to the holo projection, they were all nodding in agreement and although there was hate between the two people they agreed to work together.

Groliano spoke up suddenly, " This prey is strange indeed, fighting the peacemakers so they can kill themselves. Quite barbaric, it is a good thing we are going to wipe them out before they spread their hate throughout the galaxy"

Kromoloton turned to him and retorted, "They cannot leave their planet, we scanned the planet for technology and there was none. I doubt even the element manipulators can mend outer space itself to their every will."

Groliano grinned and responded, "Your not seeing the big picture, if the magi warriors survived then the odds are the technologians survived as well. One thing is for certain, when we commence our hunt we must be extremely prepared. Therefore I leave you to watch the remaining history and I will then assess our strategy."

He turned and left the chamber of records, leaving Kromoloton to study the remaining history of this very barbaric species.