Beyond the boundaries of the Evren solar system, a nightmare approached.
The Somber[1]:
Most of Somber soldiers could live for up to 1,000 years. The commanders of Somber possessed immense physical strength and a terrifyingly cold tactical intelligence.
In the galactic underworld, they were known as the ultimate resource hoarders.
They travelled in a terrifying, planetary star-ship known simply as the Dread orb.
They randomly targeted any planet suitable and deploy their massive army to eliminate or enslave the dominant intelligent species.
They kidnapped and catalogued any rare or exotic life forms to sell for outrageous prices to the Space Merchants.[2]
They anchored the Dread Orb to the planet while the minerals, elements, and heavy resources were completely depleted.
Once the planet was a hollow, lifeless husk, they would detonate its core using death ray[3], obliterating the world entirely to prevent any surviving factions from seeking revenge in the future.
They served under an entity, the Skeleton King, Zoran[4]as their sole Emperor.
Inside the central command of the Orb, loud chaotic noises echoed. There were thousands of Somber crew members and army of hundred of millions in numbers.
Sitting in a levitating throne was the Skeleton King, Zoran feeling amused at the upcoming planet that is going to be doomed.
Suddenly, a massive holographic projection flared to life in the centre of the bridge connection line.
The Enigma scientist appeared and kneeled before the floating skeleton.
"Great King."
"The planetary defence grids in Sector 177 have been permanently severed. The blind giants of the Nedoma race suspect nothing. The path to Valerius atmosphere is completely open to your fleet."
A low, scraping sound echoed through the telepathic frequencies of everyone aboard the Dread Orb. It was Zoran laughing.
"Good... Good.... Finally, I will feel the despair of those trillions of lives dying and burning their souls to get devoured by my undying body.
"Rise, my servant Kael."
"We are on another star system now. We are indulging on this beautiful planet at the moment. I need to see end of this planet first."
Striking red shine was seen on the Skeleton King's eyes.
The planet Infront of the Skeleton king was burning while the army on the opening compartment were ready to land on the planet.
"Listen carefully."
Kael straightened.
"My lord."
"In a month, I will send one of my powerful troops for survey. I will not waste any of my army just because the land is open for us to anchor. I need to be sure. Do you understand?"
Kael started to sweat.
"Yes.. Yes, my lord."
"Wait for 1 year. I will come there my self."
Enigma scientist was disappointed that he have to wait 1 year again.
"As your wish, great king"
Call ended.
Zoran didn't care about the Enigmas' grand ambitions for revenge. To him, they were all just firewood for his grand furnace.
Zoran's telepathic command blasted directly into the minds of Somber commanders, bypassing the need for spoken words.
"Deploy the Vanguard."
"Anchor the Orb above the that planet. Let the clouds rain fire. I want to hear the screams of this world before we crack its core."
With a synchronized, terrifying motion, the Somber crew slammed their hands onto the control arrays.
The planet-sized star-ship braced as its massive atomic engines ignited, burning with a Lamented purple flame.
Zoran start to make an evil laugh.
The general on ship started to mutter maniacally.
"Behold The Skeleton King. Hail lord Zoran"
[1] A ruthless Armada of space raiders.
[2] the intergalactic brokers who will buy or sell anything in the universe, provided it has value.
[3] particle-beam weapon capable of blasting planet core.
[4] Millenniums ago, Zoran was a evil wizard who was later cursed by an ancient, cosmic being for heinous crimes at a galactic level. The curse left him with eternal life, but stripped away his mortality in the cruellest way possible. Zoran can neither truly live nor truly die, his body has rotted away completely, leaving behind nothing but bare bones.Worse than his appearance is his insanity. The curse trapped him in a state of eternal, agonizing hunger. Because he has no flesh, no tongue, and no stomach, he can neither eat nor taste. As the millennias passed, this hunger only multiplies, driving him into absolute madness.