Mars

Traveling amongst the cosmos is all Mars could think about, so when he was propositioned to take part in an expedition to different planets and study them, he was enthusiastic. He'd normally spend his days uncovering relics from his own civilization, but the eons he spent doing so had drained him. He loves his planet, but the work he would perform there became tedious and uninteresting. This proposition had only come about after years of him pleading his case to do so. "Imagine what we can find?" "Who else is out there?" "Imagine the resources we can bring back?" All of which were common questions that had been brought up by him, time and time again. The centuries of asking had finally paid off. He had originally set off on this journey with a group but has since left them behind. They had wanted to return early after only discovering a thousand planets and Mars wanted to continue. All he learned from those planets was not enough for him, he needed to discover more. Until eventually he found Earth, a planet he was utterly fastinated by. Out of all the planets he visits, Earth is the one he keeps returning to. Maybe it's the locals, or the delicacies, or perhaps the strange relics? Whatever it is, he always excited to return.