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Note: I am clearly giving away much knowledge of the Dominion, but I do so dislike going for long periods without adding narrative.

For all of recorded history the Bajoran people had given worship to the Prophets. Their entire way of life was devoted to serving their Gods, who lived within the Celestial Temple far from the light of Baha’Vel. Ancient tales, fragmented and mostly lost, told of other races that had once lived in harmony with the inhabitants of Bajor. If such tales could be believed these other races lived in other star systems like Bajors. However Kai Baren, leader of the Prophets servants, held little regard for such fairy tales. Despite the stars in the night sky there had never been any way to leave Bajors system, not in recorded history. Proponents of such ideas had laughable ideas to support their beliefs. Fairy tales of ships with sails like those that plied Bajors oceans, travelling through space from system to system. No, Kai Baren did not believe such foolishness. There was only one possible way to leave Bajors light and that was to travel through the Celestial Temple, an idea that no respecting follower of the Prophets would consider, unless summoned. However, now the impossible seemed to have occurred. The Prophets had descended from the stars and presented themselves to the Bajoran people, or at least their servants had.
A few moons ago a ship, but not a ship as like those that sailed the oceans, had emerged from the Celestial Temple. There had been much celebrating. Surely the Prophets had looked down on their loyal servants for these many eons and had come to take those deemed worthy to dwell in the Celestial Temple with them. Even now Kai Baren, who had no doubt he would be chosen, knelt before the Prophets Emissary. The title of the Prophets Soldiers, these Jem’Hadar, was unknown but some research through the holy texts had uncovered a description of them that matched the pictures he had seen. They were described as tall and scaled like a lizard, but more importantly they were mentioned to be loyal to their gods, gods who could take the shape of anything or anybody, even friends and loved ones. A fact known by all Bajorans to be how the Prophets revealed themselves. These Heavenly soldiers were said not to eat or sleep but instead were created and kept alive only by the grace of their gods.
“Greetings, Emissary. We are blessed by your presence and are prepared to ascend to the Celestial Temple”
The Vorta Emissary, who unbeknownst to the Kai was better informed about ancient history, looked down upon the prostrate Kai.
“The time has not yet come for those loyal to the Prophets to ascend. We however bring greetings from the Founders...of your faith”
“We are obedient to the calls of the Prophets” replied Baren.
“We are sure of it, but for now we bring news from the Founders. They call for you to obey us, their chosen servants. The ways of the Founders may be strange to you but as long as you obey our requests we shall grant our help to your people. We have many secrets we shall use to better the lives of the Faithful.
“The Prophets be praised” exclaimed the Kai.
“Indeed” answered the Vorta, mysteriously.