On the first annum of the civilization of DracOmega, a glimmer of humanity endured many light years, establishing itself at The Landings on the rocky planet called Niven. Perhaps other human groups had survived the cataclysm of Earth and subsequent exodus into the great expanses of the universe; but their fate is not known. That planet they left was an irreversibly ravaged one, and over the generations the memories and stories of it have faded to little more than the deep memory of a dream. All peoples of the DracOmegan civilization are descended from the original arriving group of 23, 12 females and 11 males, and these first inhabitants are today revered. Their spacefaring technology which had been gathered from what little remained was the agent of salvation, but it was faith and a miracle that brought them alive to this vibrant world. Liberated from the arduous trials of past human history, this new beginning had been waiting patiently for its galactic brethren to make the treacherous leap from the conclusion of one uncertain future to yet another.