WE ARE WITNESSES TO ARMAGEDDON

We are the Watchers, children of the Eschatonites, the one true religion that preserves its immutable principles until the day of Judgement, unchanged by the hand of man and his oscillating morality. Our roots stretch back to precolonial Earth, when world strife revealed to our ancient founder, Father Randolf Wayan, the necessity of returning to the original word of God and guarding it from corruption by human society. He inspired thousands to take up the Wayan Cross against the evils of genetic engineering and enslavement to the allegiance of nations.

Following this most sacred of missions has earned us centuries of persecution - grouped in with the Islamics during the Final Crusade of the twenty-first century, a dark time when most turned away from their spirituality and loathed religious faiths as a whole. We learned the ways of the besieged and survived into the ages of man's expansion into the stars. We suffered the company of tainted, heathen faiths under the SYNOD of Cantor, the only colonial government to permit free choice of worship, and seized our rightful control of that satellite when the Great Collapse spread in a wave of economic misery from Earth to its daughter planets. We grasped firmly our beliefs, always knowing who we were, and kept vigil for the great catastrophe that would inevitably come. Man has angered God with vain flight and will be brought down with a stone.

That time has now come.

Not from within, as we had always assumed, but at the hands of the Covenant, a force nonhuman yet humanlike in its capacity for destruction. We have recognized this as the tightening spiral of demise known as Armageddon, and have left behind the temporizing and indecision of the Church prelates. Let them squander forces on defending the home system - the Watchers know their purpose and it is to meet this mortal enemy directly and unwaveringly. We are now in control of the Assault Carrier Sosabowsky, formerly of the Cantori Systemic Fleet, commandeered in a nearly bloodless mutiny. We will be called traitors, apostates, or madmen, but it is written that this is the time when many shall turn against us and seek our lives. We seek to join forces with the main human counteroffensive and break the neck of the beast in its own lair.

Many of us are cyborgs and the engineered products of SolCore's Cadres...The very products of a decadent and immoral society we were founded to oppose. These individuals belong to the order of The Penitent, who seek to atone for the blasphemy of their existence by strength of deed. God is forgiving. God is compassionate.

The persuing Cantori forces have chosen a name for us. They call us Rogue Omega. It is fitting enough.

-- Talmadge Bangalore, Exarch of the Red Cross