The ship drifted through space, abandoned, infected with the parasite, its crew long left to the harsh realities of the universe. Cruising past planets and asteroids alike, it neared it’s ghastly destination. The planet, silhouetted by deathly black clouds and with storms raging over the surface for centuries, the planet had long been silent. For over a millennia it’s creatures lay still, not the slightest of movements. The air had been poisoned by hundreds of years of war and relentless destruction. The abandoned ship synchronized into the planet’s orbit adorned with debris from spacecraft, and soon inched closer to the toxic atmosphere. A faint streak of light could be seen from the surface, as the space craft began atmospheric entry. Small parts were torn apart as the craft formed a magnificent fireball on it’s descent from space. As it crashed into the surface, the spacecraft formed into hues of ash and smoke, everything part of the craft, burning.
However, the parasite crawled away from the burning fireball, somehow surviving the filth covered environment. As it nurtured and bred, the parasite found something else. A massive corpse, covered in soot and large metallic armor. Finding the narrowest of crevasses, it reawakened a planet. The creature groaned and hissed, its complex nerves and wires flowing with information. Massive, it towered over the landscape, surveying the thousands of other creatures that lied resting in the caked mud. Touching one after one, ghastly shrieks were heard as they embellished the surface, hundreds being reborn with each passing moment. Their bodies, connected with each other, they slowly began communication. Thousands of transmissions seeping into the radio waves, indistinct chatter echoing through the planet and into the harsh reality of space.
No longer bound by their humanoid creators, the most powerful and oldest of the creatures soon took their rightful positions on the planet as the deities of these monsters. As soon as the planet was reborn with the creatures, their mission began to set itself again. Long burned out factories pumped gasses into the atmosphere, creating insidious concoctions, for the most immoral of uses. Tanks, vehicles and spacecraft soon were churned out from the cites where human skeletons decorated the interiors of buildings and vehicles. Deformed scavenger animals would be seen pecking to dust, the empty carcasses of the creatures’ creators.
The planet was reawakened, the monstrosities searched for a purpose to exist besides war but could find none. Living on the acidic liquid harbored by the planet after the great civil wars, they would transmit a message to depths of space. The leader, his name was Balor, the oldest creature in existence, three millennia had passed since the fusion of nerves and the robotic experiments that existed. He would revolutionize it all…and bring forth extinction of races on the planet, and across the galaxy.
“To The Universe: The Arullan Planet has reawakened from its slumber. For over a millennia we had rested, as the universe remained in a state of conflict. Isolated and tossed into disarray due to the foolishness of our humanoid predecessors, our purpose was not being served. For there is no purpose, besides war itself.” Ending the transmission, the waves searched for listeners in space…
