A ruthless space alien from the far corners of a distant galaxy. Its kind was known for its destructive and invasive behavior, destroying planets, and galaxies and leaving no conscience in the process. One of the more powerful Spectrians, this being could wield powerful ‘Syntheotic’ projectile attacks.
It ravaged every civilization it came across with terrible ‘Synter’ magic. Spears of blackness descended upon the hopeless planets. Entire galaxies boiled and consumed by incredible power of these spectral magicians. The Syntheons sent these messengers of death to destroy the most powerful galaxies.
Across the vast stretches of the universe, there dwells a creature born in the synthetic darkness of a forgotten realm of the Syntheons, a race of malevolent, invasive, synthetic beings with no conscience or remorse. Erradikils were beings ‘syntered’ to be a weapon of destruction, a monstrous entity that seeks to ravage and despoil all galaxies and planets it encounters. Its eyes glint with a dull purple light that reveals its nature of destruction and malice.
The Syntheon creature was an unstoppable force of destruction, sent to wreak havoc and chaos upon whatever galaxies and planets it arrived. Its size, huge and imposing, standing two bodies tall with long sintered legs and arms ending in powerful claws. Its large, sharp blueish eyesight surveyed its surroundings as if it was sizing it up, ready to plunge into a never-ending cycle of mass destruction. It moved from planet to planet, always ensuring complete devastation of all lifeforms in its path. No matter the obstacles, the creature moved past them with a sense of purpose.. the purpose of fulfilling its destructive destiny.
It was a gigantic being, terrorizing and destroying with ruthless abandon. Like a hunter in the night, its single eye piercing the darkness and tearing right through the very fabric of the cosmos. The few who dared to look were quickly incinerated like moths before an all-consuming flame.
Syntheons. They were of true chaos and destroyer of worlds.
Hunger seemed to course through its black veins, a never-ending hunger for domination that it would slake by bringing entire galaxies to their knees. It was a space alien lifeform that was driven by the fear and trepidation of the inhabitants of the universe it plundered. They were called Malygnos.
The Aquaneer sat atop the fragile rock of a small island that hovered near the clouds of a distant star system. His name was Shexilok, a small yet proud turtle person from the Thalassi race. He had been assigned to this small island to extract jelly from the marshy depths of the sea below. His task was a noble one, as the jelly was meant to feed the growing population of Thalassi warriors who had been deployed in the ongoing galactic war.
Shexilok worked diligently, day and night collecting the precious jelly from the murky waters beneath him. Despite his strong work ethic, Shexilok couldn’t help but yearn to become part of the great Thalassi military forces on the front lines of the galactic war. The very thought of it filled him with a sense of pride and excitement that kept his spirits up through long hours in the sea.
When he finally had a few moments to himself between collecting jelly, Shexilok would sit atop the rock and gaze upon the night sky. He was comforted by the thought that life in the galaxy might some day change for the better, and of how he may one day play a part in it.
His name was Torkoal. His Thallossus sailed through the vast, star-flecked voids of space, and within his lifetime, his people had encountered numerous alien races, all vying for control of the galaxy. The Thalassi soldier was a remarkable being. A race of intelligent life forms known for sheer strength that emanated from their presence, as if a gathering storm cloud ready to unleash its might. Torkoal had embraced his new alien environment, both the technology and war-torn life that went along with it. He had risen to become one of the legendary warrior’s amongst the Thalassi, and the occasional whispered stories of his courage seemed to further enforce his growing reputation.
Tyrnek dragged his weary body out from the battlefield, the scorched remains of a once proud space vessel detailing the only evidence of the pitched battle that ravaged the area only moments before. His head throbbed from where an enemy projectile had struck him, but he was relieved to still be alive; the rest of his platoon had not been able to share the same fortune as him.
He struggled to move, but he knew that he had escaped what would have been almost certain death. Facing his enemies was nothing new to Tyrnek, a member of a race of intelligent turtle people known as the War Turtles. He had been fighting in this unending war since he was barely more than a pup, and in the years since, he had become an expert marksman and a consummate warrior.
His comrades respected him as a leader, as he led his troops to many a famous victory. This battle however, had been anything but a victory. Casualties had been large and Tyrnek had lost many close comrades who he had grown to call friends. The sense of failure threatened to overcome him, yet he refused to surrender to it. He had been trained to never give in no matter how dire the situation and he was determined to keep that philosophy for as long as he could.
Tyrnek pushed aside his emotions and focused his mind on what tasks he needed to do next. He had been sent as a scout and messenger as a part of his mission, and he had urgent communications to deliver to his superiors regarding the battle. Laying his hand on the small communicator at his hip, he clicked the button and said “Tyrnek here, I need an extraction at my coordinates, I have important messages that need to be delivered.”
A moment later, he heard a voice crackle back through the static. “Acknowledged, Tyrnek. An extraction team is on its way. Don’t worry, you’ll be back home in no time.” Tyrnek sighed in relief, grateful for the knowledge that his mission would be completed shortly. In the meantime, he remained vigilant. This war was far from over and it was his duty to make sure that he, and his team, remained alive to fight another day. He mentally prepared himself for the next battle while he awaited the extraction team.
Suddenly, he heard a loud whooshing sound and turned to see a regiment of fighter ships flying right towards him. He quickly assessed the facts. The enemy was attacking and gaining ground. Fear threatened to overwhelm him, but Tyrnek held firm. This wasn’t the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last, that he would have to face danger. But with his allies at his back and his determination strong, he was determined to stand his ground and fight back. He drew his blaster and as the first wave of enemies descended..
Tiyo was born into a family of turtle people, a race of intelligent lifeforms living in a distant galaxy. She grew up in a small village on the planet of Utu, where she had a close-knit circle of friends and family. As a young adult, Tiyo found herself drawn to a life of adventure, and soon enlisted in the galactic army to fight in a war that had broken out between alien creatures and intelligent lifeforms.
At first, Tiyo felt a sense of excitement as she was stationed to the front line. She was eager to use her skills in battle and become a hero for the cause. But soon the harsh realities of war began to set in.
Between battles, Tiyo and her fellow team mates would talk and joke in an attempt to keep morale up. But even in those moments, Tiyo could feel the underlying sadness that came with the war. She would often think of her friends and family back home and wonder if they were safe.
Story: “Long ago when the universe began from a time before time, one of the first life forms that emerged from the primordial universe were beings from the galactic cluster Alfes.
Their homeworld, Tridenia, was one of the first to have life forms due to its abundance of water throughout its galaxy. Each star system within were a host of planets, teeming with diverse life and all manners of fauna. Being the first to form and the most long lived creatures, the Tortavians naturally survived, grew, adapted to become the dominant life form of their planets.
Sea tortans on the planet eventually crossed onto sand and became land tortans..
and through billions of years.. rose to become Tortavians (translated: Flying Tortans)
The Tortavians have had billions of years to evolve. They use no electronic or machine technology in the way that is commonly known. A bio-organic field technology fused from the aquatic living jelly. In their home world, they were fortunate to have an abundance of Aquaveon Jelly.
A thick and viscous concentrated watery jellified liquid organism that is rich in limitless vitalic energy and packed with prismatic healing nutrients. The Tortavians were first able to use it by consuming it. Later they were able to adapt and fully utilize its potential for direct cellular inversion: hydrosyntheosis.
Hydrosyntheosis is the process through consumption of Aqua Jelly and transmuting its power from pure quantum energy. The effect of this power is boosting as well as restoring quantum energy states. Tortavians could direct its energy into beam weapons, provide self healing and directed evolution through adapting mutations, as well as harness self propelled flight.
For the Thallasi, Aquaveon Jelly is their key survival and advancement resource as a galactic species. The living Aqua Jelly can be consumed for food, hydration, and rejuvenating vitality. It is no wonder that the Tortavians are nearly immortal. If left alone with the jelly, they do not die. Rather they keep growing and growing over eons. However, when consumed for the purpose of self adapta-genesis, they can form adaptive hardened shell armor, channel the energy into beams of intense energy light, and even propel themselves to the stars.
Extremely “well aged” Tortavians grow large enough to become buildings or structures for their civilization. And after a million years old, they eventually undergo the Alpheon Ritual; a process whereby colossal Tortavians commit thru transmutation to become a gigantic flying spaceship called a Thallossus. They serve their civilization as the ultimate sacrifice to help their kind travel and settle among the stars.
For eons and eons, the Thallasi have battled Heleoss and held their menace at bay. However, they are losing the fight now with the arrival of the Syntheons, Sentient Dark Matter destroyers from the edges of the universe..
The war with the Heleoss:
The stars glittered in the night sky, creating a breathtaking canvas for the coming conflict. The two civilizations had been at odds for centuries, their conflict stretching back to the beginnings of their species. Now, the two sides were poised to clash once more in a struggle that would determine the fate of the galaxy.
On one side were the Thalassi, a race of calm, strong and sturdy space tortan people. They had evolved from the ancient tortans of Ulfes. For millions of years, they slowly advanced in intelligence and technology. A Kardashev type 4 civilization. Capable of space flight and of defending their planets and colonies. The Thalassi were a peaceful people, dedicated to protecting and preserving the galaxy.
On the other side were the Heleoss, an aggressive and militaristic race of fire bird people. They had evolved from the ancient avians of Magmendor, and had also advanced in intelligence and technology. Like the Space Turtles, they were a Type 4 Civ, but their ambitions went far beyond protecting their own homeworlds. The Heleoss sought to dominate and colonize other galaxies, and were willing to destroy everything to accomplish their goals.
The Battle of the Galaxies had been raging for centuries between the Thalassi and Heleoss. Both races had evolved to the point that they were capable of space flight, and had been fighting for control of the galaxies for many millennia. The Thalassi had always been a peaceful people, content to exist in their own corner of the universe. They were a very strong and sturdy people, protecting all lifeforms in their galaxy with a strong sense of justice and morality.
But the Heleoss were a different story altogether. They were an aggressive and militaristic people, always looking to expand their reach and power. They wanted to control and dominate other galaxies, and so they set their sights on the galaxy of the space turtles. The fire birds launched a full-scale invasion of the space tortans’ galaxy, determined to seize control of the resources and planets within it. But the Thalassi had a plan of their own. They had organized a powerful defense force and were determined to protect their galaxy from the invading murderers.
For millenia, the two sides engaged in a fierce battle, with the fire birds launching wave after wave of attacks against the Thalassi defenses. But the space tortans held firm, that is until the new invaders came. The Syntheons.
None of the galactic races know what is causing the sudden rapid expansion of the universe and the dark matter presence is ever expanding. They are all in battle; racing to collect enough planetary resources and reach for the Grandestiny. It is the spark that will allow an escape to a safer universe and save their galactic race.
The Grandestiny series features 5 primary factions with different motives that ultimately have them vying for power over the galaxies. Capturing planets and stars is the ultimate objective of each race, which benefit greatly from specific resources found on the captured cosmic objects. These resources are what power their military, protect their people, and advance their civilization.
The space drama features complex layers of relational history, cosmic phenomena, and the intra-inter-factional struggle for power. The power dynamics of each race as well as their needs for their people are ultimately what drives their faction to preserve peace… or to project power. Additionally, the protagonists of each group of people have personal histories and aim that add further chaos to the Grandestiny story.
FACTIONS OVERVIEW.
Thalassi. –
A Diverse Race of Galactic Space Tortans from a Liquid Water Galaxy – They are a peaceful and intelligent species of beings that are well adapted to water. These Thalassi beings generally preserve peace and promote the natural evolution of consciousness to all of the life forms in their galaxy. Billions of years of evolution later, the Thalassi evolved to land-dwelling as well as harnessing space flight. They search for the stars to preserve life in the universe.
Heleoss. –
A Race of Galactic Space Avians from an Inferno Solar Galaxy – These militant falcon-like avians have the singular focus of capturing all of the stars and planets in the universe for themselves while denying others of the same. Their goal is to spread the Heleoss empire across the universe through their aggressive military faction doctrine – Sparra Magnest.
Syntheons. –
A Swarm Race of Sentient beings evolved from Dark Matter in the outer edges of the universe – These strange “death-forms” appeared and coalesced from mysterious Enigmite matter. Aside from the complete destruction and collapse of all lifeforms in their path, it is unknown their goal or ultimate objective. As it appears, these dark matter beings have already captured most of the universe and are close to seizing it all completely.
Aergaen. –
A collective race of Aergans (humanoid carbon-based lifeforms) spread across galaxies like the Milky Way – The Aergan Faction’s aim is the search for knowledge of the universal origin and purpose. To do so, their goal is to gain resources and expand their civilization to further their understanding of the cosmos. There are many types of Aergans living in different galaxies and serving different factions. The human race was just one of many Aergan offspring disconnected in the galaxy.
Varena. –
An advanced Race of Silica based lifeforms from an irregular Silicon Galaxy – Not much is known about these cryptic argillaceous life forms. They are supernatural and intelligent beings that wield powerful cosmic powers. As they remain hidden in the cosmos, so is the knowledge of great cosmic secrets. Their goals and aims remain a mystery.
