*When humanity finally achieved the goal of exploring beyond Sol system she met many races.
Some of these were just as or even more warlike than humans, over millennia wars were fought between numerous races, galactic peace was but a myth.
But then the Human/Grink war was carried into the Fire Nebula, to a region of space that came to be known as the ultimate combat zone. For here both races landed on a world that came to be named “Mortal Combat”, a world with no sentient life, unless the planet itself was the sentient.
Wherever Human or Grink tried to make a foothold the fauna and flora fought back with an intensity beyond their reasoning. After many years a pact was formed, we could achieve galactic peace, no reason any more to fight amongst ourselves.
So on this small moon was established the inter-racial gateway to the planet Mortal Combat, now after eons of galactic war, the warriors of a thousand races come here to challenge a world.
Just looking at her in the night sky with the land masses seeming to be locked in mortal combat lets them at least be aware of what awaits.*