Year 200 of the Resurrection Era
You meet with Cijan Anak on the planet Andoen.

”Congradulations, Cijan. It's been two hundred years since your resurrection. The first Jaxtian to defeat death...”
“Jale is older, my lord.”
”True, but he didn't die and come back.”
“And I've done that twice now.”
”Uh... right. I appreciate your help with these matters; learning about the Andoen aliens and the worms and the Starsight is very important... even if I've been busy with my own projects and the war and all.”
“Of course, my liege. And getting Farro Val back- I left him there, you know. It's my one big regret.”
”You had no idea how cruel, degenerate, and monsterous the Aristocrats were at the time, my ancestor. Now? They are receiving their just rewards. I will ensure the one who is responsible is punished.”
“That puts my heart to rest, your Majesty. In a way, this feels like the good old days again... even though this planet is not the same.”
”No? Not the same as how you remember it or...”
“No, it's too cold. And the sun. The Red Giant this planet orbits? It was yellow before the worms came, I remember that.”
”Your other self does.”
“Right.”
”...Astronomically speaking, that doesn't make sense. This star couldn't have grown into a Red Giant in that time frame, Cijan.”
“The worms were making it die, my Lord. I know that much is true.”
”Accelerating its aging process, maybe. But I dislike your superstitious tone and manner of explanation. It is a poor way to understand the events that transpired here.”
“Half of me agrees, your Majesty.”