[Roanon]

First Speaker Roanon was studying the reports on his desk with grief. Explorer reports, explorers sent to scout new worlds for his race to colonize on. But planets to settle on were scarce, despite of the predictions of his astronomers that told otherwise. Not only that the large mineral-rich asteroid fields were missing that his experts had predicted to exist in this galaxy. But there also seemed to be no planets of large size, similar to his homeworld, in the whole galaxy! While, as predicted, small and tiny planets did not have the gravitation to hold the gaseous atmospheres in which his species lived, this left his race with a very slim range of planets to settle on. Huge planets were very scarce, also, and apart from many other things, on top of this, even the latest reports did not find a single huge breathable planet. While The Big Creator seemed to have distributed atmosphere sizes equally among the smaller planets, he not only had left out large planets on creation, but probably also had forgotten to include his atmosphere in the distribution on huge gas planets.
Roanon sighed. Fate had played against his race. Most certainly, they would have no future in this galaxy. Should he order the building of warships and try some suicidal conquests, as some of his ministers already had suggested? No, this really would not solve these problems. This galaxy just had too few planets for his race to live on.
What was this crazy scientist writing? He could build devices for destroying planets and creating them anew? Maybe this was the only way to survive for his race in this galaxy...