Long ago, before man created the loin cloth or even the casino, before the Moon even existed, there was the Island. Once part of a planet, it now hurls its way through space. However, this is no piece of scorched rock. Somehow, the Island supported life, with an atmosphere and vast oceans. Most landmasses are in the form of small continents. Seen from above, they resemble some Deity's name carved into a world. Maybe his shopping list perhaps? Anyway, several races naturally existed here, the Reapers and the Smarties. Another race, known as the Kabuto, exists too, but is actually an unnatural race created by the Reapers. Since the Kabuto betrayed the Reapers, the Reapers have spent much time and effort to kill this beast. Unfortunately, all efforts have failed. Also, due to the Reapers retreat to the ocean, they have grown embittered and angry. Their queen, Sappho, wants to promote the Reapers back to their former glory, thus ruling over the Smartie population with an iron fist. However, one Reaper was different. Delphie, Queen Sappho's daughter, didn't believe in what her people were doing. Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do. That is, until they came. Perhaps five bumbling space aliens wasn't the kind of help she had in mind, but what can one do? After being thrown out of a giant space fish's bowels, the Meccs limped onto the Island for repairs to their ship only to find a very violent war going on between the natives. Thus, they will do whatever is necessary to repair their ship and blast away to Planet Majorca for a well-deserved holiday. Meccs... Sea Reapers... Kabuto... One Island isn't big enough for the three of them.
