FINALE EDIT

The Old One was born in a time eternally separated, wrought long before the age of dust and fire. From the rich soil of Bodghaya, He grew, and upon Bodghaya He remained. Blessed by the nutrients of our homeworld, He, Our Father, meditated for eons on the ways of the universe, on the cycles that bind life and all its creations, and through these meditations, achieved eternal peace. Today, Our Father is a monument of pilgrimage for every Unfallen who has ascended the soil. The sight of his trunk extending beyond the atmosphere, cradling Bodghaya's moon like a precious pearl humbles even the most lustful of our soul-bound kin. Countless still sing the ancient hymnal at His roots, growing together, their trunks as one, thousands of soul-rings spent fused in endless adoration. But, today, a foreign wind rustles our branches. Once again the young ones claw towards the memory of dust. Whispers of the coming storm furrow the leaves of our new seed, muffling our father's song. Cut from His guidance, the oldest among us reminisce upon scorched rings of the past, as well as the old growths. Opinions breed paths, and over many centuries, three were planted. Mirroring the distant memories of peace and prosperity, many have gone to spread their nutrition beneath Anicca's shade, swallowing the risk to honor their path of impermanence. However others still recall the burns of the past: Dukkha, the first to break his roots, teaches those around his scarred trunk to be our father's shield against these invasive species. It is fear that will guide their crusade. Furthermore, many still stand behind the middle way, channeling our Father's greatest teaching. Anatta, His first pupil, readies on Bhodgaya, professing his mentor's humble teachings. Many settle themselves to listen as others leave to follow Anicca or Dukkha, stirring our home in a blaze of renewal, and as the soil stirs, the race begins. Centuries of quiet dispute have come to an end. With the return of dust, the time for silence has ended. What path will this great people take? Will good seed be enough, or must they fight for dominance? Much remains undetermined, but nevertheless, I, The Old One, the Unfallen, must grow close to the stars again. Today, the great cycle begins anew, and today, I will lead this people.  

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This intro is read by the hive mind, who in times of strife becomes an entity that overrides individual will, working as a democratic core for the Unfallen; a biological AI with direct connection to its people, and ultimately their leader(Female?). Anicca(impermanant) Dukkha(filled with suffering) and Anatta(beyond the individual) are the three characteristics of existence in Buddhism. Bodh Gaya is a pilgrimage site of utmost importance in Buddhism. This is where the Buddha is said to have obtained enlightenment. The first Unfallen(Father) was most likely engineered by another race before the Endless rose in the galaxy. Subject to change depending on what's decided lore-wise of course. 

Thanks for your time! 

Thank you! Yeah I thought it fit pretty well. Kinda just clicked when I thought of it. I've been editing it a bit throughout the day, though I think I'm done now. Gunna sit back and wait for responses now. 

Also ignore the game mechanics at the end of the second paragraph, that was more for part one I guess, though I think it could be a cool idea~

I was thinking you could accentuate more from Buddhism such as mentioning suffering and the Unfallen resolution to suffering. Maybe flesh out more of the idea of reincarnation from an Unfallen perspective. I know it might be hard to fit these in at 500 words top.

Frogsquadron Ah if only I had checked a bit earlier xD Unfortunately university took priority this morning. It is basically a big chunk of text isn't it.