Far into the future, all planets with life have been discovered, and the technology is far beyond what we have now, things that could destroy planets in a matter of seconds. With that, there was one race, the Yusíkanto, who had technology eons ahead of other civilizations, yet were a peaceful people. However, there was one, one with an evil set mind, named Prophet. He developed his own weapons, and tested them unbeknown to his people. When one weapon of his destroyed an entire planet with one shot, the Yusíkanto grew angry with him, and shot him via escape pod into a frozen planet, and sending his many designs into deep space, as they did not want to waste such remarkable things. However, the other governments of the universe were frightened at such military capabilities, and united under a single banner, the UUO, the United Universe Organization. They combined their formidable military might, and destroyed the Yusíkanto, moments after they sent away his designs. Now, 300 years later, a group of scientists were laser-drilling on Malthol, a frozen planet. By this time, the Yusíkanto had been all but forgotten, a relic of the past. When the scientists crossed an unknown species in the ice, a tall muscular creature with technology for breathing any air and did not require food, they were astounded. They decided to dissect him, and left him at a minimum security station on a separate planet, under a slow melting ray as to not damage it. Just three days later, a horrible incident occurred... "Ugh, I wish I could be home with my family right now... It's my son's birthday" one guard said to the other, leaning against the door, the two the only security of the base. "Really? How old is he?" the other guard asked, sitting on a box and leaning against the wall, his neon rifle propped up beside him. "He is turning 16 this year, and I wish I could be there" he sighed. At that moment, the lights died, activating low level power strips, lighting up small area's of the hall. "W-What the hell is going on?" the first guard said, readying his rifle and standing up strait. "I dunno..." the other replied, getting off the box and grabbing his gun. "It's not like there's anything here, just a bunch of dead thi -URK" His voice cut off with a sick retching noise. "Thakor? Is everything okay?" the second guard said uncertainly, shaking. Then, the lights snapped back on, and the last thing the guard saw was a metallic claw impaling his throat. I hope this was good, feedback would be appreciated
I stumbled out of this unknown facility. My eyes were having trouble with the light, so I cut it, and then killed two guards outside. They weren't really guards, more like toys. After who knows how long, my legs are having trouble walking again, but I can still call on my ability to produce metallic weapons from my bones. Looking at the landscape around me, I recognized the planet. It was one I had conquered early in my youth. But, this planet was a big vast desert now, and that would be a challenge to conquer again. I unsteadily made my way towards where a town should have been. Over the years I have been gone, the planets temperature had risen quite a bit, so the heat delayed me, and the constant shriek of a sand worm could be heard in the distance. When I arrived at my destination, I was surprised by my findings. There was no longer a small town standing there. Instead, a massive city took its place. I smiled grimly behind my visor. This would be a perfect place to start. I marched in, claws sprouting from my fingertips
I walked in, looking around at all the miserable little beings. They all looked at me in horror, just like they should. As soon as one looked away, that's when I struck, my claws going strait through his back and out his chest. I withdrew them from his body, watching remorselessly as it toppled. To be honest I do not remember much about the next few hours... A flash of blood, heads rolling, bodies everywhere. And I loved it, every second. After it ended and less than half of the population managed to escape, I started building my standard army drone, the same height as me, with low class weapons still able to defeat more than twenty people on their own. After I had assembled about thirty five, I gave them programming to defend the city, my new base of operations. The war on the universe had begun, I thought to myself, smiling