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You had observed those “beings” from afar a few times. You almost religiously reviewed the archived videos depicting their numerous invasions. You had poured over every resource available, all to understand just what exactly they were. Those creatures, they appeared almost human, or rather more like your ancestor’s classical depiction of angels. However, these beings were no angels. They were heartless killing machines.
The “Cyangels,” as the universe had come to know them, were once the greatest threat to galactic civilization. All planets, all factions, and all forces in the galaxy learned to fear them. That massive war against them, so many solar cycles ago, was the only time in recorded history the galaxy was united against a singular threat. Now they were gone for the most part...supposedly. Unless those scattered reports were to be believed.
You didn’t care about uncertainties; you wanted to know the facts. Those damn creatures, you lost a father and a brother to them, but you wanted to know what really happened. Your backwater planet was among the first to be drafted into the god-forsaken war. You were too young at the time, but your brother wasn’t, and your father was apparently “young enough.” Then, not even a solar cycle later, both of them were declared missing.
You only wished you could have learned more. However, your whole planet was evacuated shortly after, and you were shoved into cryostasis. “For your own safety,” was what the Federation said. Next thing you know, it’s 300 solar cycles later, and the war is long over. Then you’re told you can’t even go back to your home planet because it’s “unsuitable for humanoid living,” forcing you to bum around space for a decacycle.
Still, no one would give you a straight answer about what happened to your father or brother, even after a decacycle. “It’s better that you don’t know,” they’d always say. You resented them for that, so you struck out to find answers on your own. Now you had the authoritative historical record on the Cyangels, all your questions would finally be answered. It cost a pretty penny; you wouldn’t be allowed to keep it. In fact, you weren’t even allowed to take it out of the archive you currently sat in, nor speak of anything you read in it. You didn’t care; it was time for answers.
You opened up the record. It was basically a digital “book” that compressed thousands of pages of information into a confined space. With nowhere else to begin but the beginning, you “turned” it to the first page.
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WARNING: The following information is categorized under Level-1 Classified by the Themision Federation council. Reproduction of this material is punishable by intergalactic law. This material is not for public display or discussion.
A Brief Introduction:
The Cyangels, a race with much controversy, mystery, and confusion surrounding them. For the purposes of this academic document, the Cyangels will be referred to as a race, as they fit under the Themision Federation definition of a sentient race. While arguments have been made that they are more like a living weapon than a people, this document will disregard such notions for the sake of clarity.
The Cyangels are considered an artificial race, meaning they did not naturally evolve on a home planet but were instead created through scientific means. While a proper autopsy has never been performed on one, nor has a specimen, living or dead, ever been retrieved. A general understanding of their physiology has been reached.
Evidence and observations have led to the conclusion they are 50-70% mechanical. However, the rest seems to be purely organic. The most commonly accepted theory is that the organic portion is vat-grown, like a clone, and modified with cybernetics. Since the entire process has not been observed by any humanoid who has lived to tell the tale, it is near impossible to explain this process in detail. It is unknown if an entire body is grown in the process or only part of one. Perhaps the organics are grown around the mechanical portions. Maybe there is an entirely unique process unknown to the rest of the universe.
Regardless, all the Cyangels follow the same basic physical structure, modified based on their purpose. Each one fits into one part of a complex hierarchy, resembling a modern humanoid society. Based on this, Cyangels seem to have some kind of culture, the details of which shall be explained in a later chapter.
The Cyagnels were and still are among the greatest threats to the universe. However, there are still many misconceptions surrounding the race that this document will attempt to dispel. A much more thorough understanding of the race must be reached to truly grasp the magnitude of their danger. To achieve this end, this document will describe their physical characteristics, society, hierarchy, technological level, and culture. This document will also explore their relations to other races and touch upon recent studies and what they imply for the future of the race…
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You wipe your brow, the room is not hot, but you’re sweating just reading this massive document. The introduction rambles on for a good several pages. Still, you decide to skim it as the relevant information dries up. Once you finally reach the end of that, you move onto the first actual chapter of the historical record, “Physical Characteristics.”
To Be Continued…
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You know what they say, know thy enemy...
Whew isn't that a doozy of a title? I think it's time to finally give more information on those robot girls that have been popping up in several of my short stories. So here's how they're viewed in-universe. Expect this story to go on for a bit, as of now it is going to be seven parts.
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