1 Prologue

"It was around a hundred years ago when they first fell. At first, the people thought it was just some random asteroid. It fell in Colorado at first. Good ol' America immediately speculated about everything. From 4chan to Reddit. Every single thread was talking about that one meteorite.

What was it? Was it an alien?

Was it a virus?

Was it just a random meteor?

Nobody really understood. Soon, the "Space Force" took over, and together with the FBI and some special forces, they quarantined the surrounding 10 kilometers surrounding the point of impact.

Of course, there were the stranglers that would hope to get the "glory", but they would be immediately caught by the officers in the area, then forced back home.

And soon enough, the media began releasing statements from "interviews" regarding the unknown object.

About how it was just a random meteorite that had some interesting new materials that mankind can use to progress.

Obviously, there was a bid afterward from the biggest companies on getting the new mineral to study on.

Soon, even countries have joined in. China, Russia, UK, France, India, Australia, Ireland, Spain, Portugal, Brazil, and many more. Bids on just even the smallest millimeter to the few meters of pieces they can gather.

Of course, no one really cared. It was amazing material after all. Capable of melting and being molded like a pot of clay using specific forms of chemical heating, while being sturdy enough to not get bent easily under normal warm temperatures?

Every engineer is just salivating from the thoughts of new creation upon this new material.

And soon, the U.S. government declared its name.

Callenium was named after James Callen, the one that studied the material in great detail.

Everyone rejoiced while of course, every country immediately scoured space with long-range scans, searching for any similar material possible.

After all, such materials can be specially used for war. And there are no ways that they will let the United States Government have all the fun.

For that is what humanity is truly good for. Non-ending Selfish goals of self-preservation and glory.

What's a little country if it doesn't have an ego behind it, eh?

Unfortunately, such fun human activities don't last long.

Because the moment that the countries found the "minerals"

The sooner they realized that there are too many.

And that they seem to be coming.

Coming to whom? No one really knew.

Until finally, a leak was released. Originating from anonymous message threads, and spreading like wildfire.

"Biological Being found from within the meteorite! U.S. Government hid the truth?!"

After an hour, it was tracked down and the source of the info was stopped.

But it wouldn't be the internet unless someone took a snapshot of it, would it?

And of course, that's what happened.

It spread much more widely this time.

Twitter, Youtube, Facebook, Instagram, Twitch Tiktok, every single social media website has it. Heck, even Vimeo has it. That was how strong the spread was.

And within a week, before it has even arrived, the U.S. government's reputation has fallen. Perhaps from the rampage of people demanding why they hid the truth, or just mobs taking advantage of the situation?

Still, every country followed by buying every U.S.-based stock and profiting from the country's demise.

Everyone thought it was the end, After all, why would a sudden cluster of hundreds of meteors go for the earth?

As a last-ditch effort, the USA's military activated their missile systems and laser targeting system. Hoping to just minimize the casualty from the meteors as it falls towards cities.

But then, it all goes to a sudden stop. Why? No one really knew.

Just that the hundreds of Meteors, stopped along the mesosphere. Every single human with a pair of eyes can now see the decently sized meteors from above just staying in place, in perfect position. Without even showing any eyes, every person felt it still. Just someone-, no. something staring at them. All of humanity's spine felt a shiver, while a hologram covered the entire skies of the planet.

Soon, it was covered in green smoke, after which, a husky, computerized voice followed to speak.

"Hello, Humans. Good day. We hope this translation can be understandable upon entering your mind. We are new so I hope we can "get along." We are from the empire of Kavatch. I say "an empire" but we do not use violence. We are a parasitic being that can connect to planets in need of proper rehabilitation, and use its citizens to slowly return it to a proper beauty before we expand to another dying planet once more.

As for why we do not just indiscriminately invade, we believe that if we invade every single planet on sight, not only would it make us an enemy in galactic space, but it would also make us far too varied and thus, unable to unite upon a common goal. It is why we are focused on minimizing our expansion as much as possible only on dying planets.

For our purpose, We have recently arrived on your blue planet to rescue. At least, that was the plan. We accidentally lost our own prince a few years ago (in our time) due to a sudden time rift dragging him via gravity while in our usual expeditions

Afterward, we searched for him, from wherever he could have gotten to. From the vast spaces of ########### to the corners of #########. Huh, it appears that there are no translated words for those places. Anyhow, we have searched everywhere until finally, we heard a signal.

"Help me, I have crush-landed in Planet #5923."

After which, we immediately went into warp. We've moved as fast as possible, yet it was too far.

…Way too far.

As we've done so, we've heard nothing but telepathic messages.

We said "messages" but to be frank, we barely heard a single word.

Just nothing but screams.

Screams of pain screams of mental anguish, we do not know.

But we can feel it.

For every second of the warp drive for entire months.

We felt nothing but pain. As time moved faster than space, and as space bent upon itself, We feel the sensation.

It was like our senses were multiplied by a hundred-fold while within that place.

We have felt it deep in our very being. True pain and despair. An emotion we've barely felt before in our peaceful lives.

And we are sorry Humans, we truly are.

For now, we have arrived.

But it was far too late.

For we can feel him no more.

And what replaced it, is a new emotion.

An emotion, your entire species has awakened from within us.

Rage.

Do not forgive us, do not feel sorry for us.

For the things, we will do unto you.

Cannot be forgiven.

Pray to your gods, Say your farewell to your families. Do what you can for yourself.

Because we won't.

Forgive us. "

The mental transmission ended, as everyone received a stunning headache instantly, after which blood dripped from their noses after.

However, this did not delay every government in the world as they have begun releasing all of their missiles upward, aiming for the unknown beings above. Even the nukes were fired.

And, we can't say that it was ineffective. For it did destroy 30% of the fleet.

The problem is that after everything was fired, humanity didn't expect a massive electromagnetic pulse to be released, short-circuiting all electronics in an instant. Perhaps from the missile launches, or amplified by the enemy? No one knows anymore.

All of humanity knows, however, is that for the next 30 minutes, humanity's electricity is gone.

Afterward, the day began.

As the meteorites fell towards the ground, each of them cracked like an egg. Revealing monstrous massive 15 meters tall machines. Each of which immediately released flame and electrifying projectiles upon cities. Each leg made sure to stomp every human it could, as the crimson blood even made some of the machines slip.

The arms made sure to grab each human it could and play with them as much as possible. Like sick brats, they all made sure to do all the violence that they could think of. From twisting human necks like a bottle of water to ripping each limb apart, to shaking them until parts of them explode, everything you can think of, they did it.

After the 30 minutes were finished, the remaining world's military immediately went out and tried to take on the machines.

It cannot be entirely called futile either. As each of the shells the tanks can manage can actually do a decent dent and sometimes, some damages too. To be honest, a few dozen of those machines were destroyed in the process.

But in the end, it didn't matter. It didn't matter if the shells could be dodged or blocked. It didn't matter if it could hit if it couldn't destroy the internal parts fast enough.

There was no magical "Beam Shields" or anything too advanced that affected the massacre. It was just genuine, actual several years of technological advancements that the humans just weren't able to win.

As such, hidden infantry infiltration became the next mission for the military across the entire planet. Some small forces are lucky enough to enter supply ships and create a suicide bombing across them.

However, some that have survived have confirmed to their superiors that the "enemy" is somehow not just one species but rather a union of several different species for some reason. At first, humanity was afraid that perhaps, it was an alliance that attacked them.

It was until they remembered that the enemy have already told them about this.

"We are a parasitic being that can connect to planets in need of proper rehabilitation"

Unfortunately, the aliens have learned of this and thus, they stopped hiding their biological characteristics and began using them.

At first, it was weird to the command centers to see that ambush plans they created were instead being used against them.

Then, somehow it felt like every strategy they made kept on getting followed perfectly. Even the evacuation points are followed line by line.

Soon, full-blown squads slowly start to die one by one even before reaching the enemy bases.

Right when generals and commanding officers finally understood what was going on, it was too late. The moment they fell asleep, they can distinctly feel the cold sharp metal slicing across their throat, and their lives ended at that very moment.

The military was compromised.

At that moment, every human cannot trust the one beside them. Are they their friend or are they a parasite? The distinction is almost impossible. Once someone is "controlled", they gain most of the hosts' memories except for some basic instinctual capabilities such as emotions and habits. It is there that the aliens tend to train their new bodies to follow their control and become as seamless of infiltration into the human race as possible.

Thus, is that point that made humanity's despair stronger, and worse, being far purer.

It just became a matter of time until humanity truly fell.

For the first time, humanity learned its proper place in the food chain.

And it was the top no more.

Afterward, the years pass. More of their forces from their planet joined their war, to which in the end, defeat was not a matter of if, it became a matter of when.

Soon, it became a game. From watching humanity's culture, they began to drop humans into islands and order them to kill one another until one person is left, to small towns having them each one another, to a country of having everyone as sexual slaves, to cities of lynching towards whom are the secret spies despite sometimes, having no actual spies, and perhaps more.

However, Humans never give up. Despair may have been powerful, but a part of them will never be content. Because as humans, they are always meant to be greedy for more. Perhaps it is our darkness, but it is that darkness that leads to resistance, no matter what we can expect.

I have seen my mother and father ripped into pieces, their blood staining my very skin. I have seen friends being turned into cannibals that have lost sight of who they are.

I was just a random scrawny kid that found a rock.

I was just a random kid that got lucky to find a damaged machine.

I was just a random kid that got lucky to find a hidden cave to hide and drag parts of that machine piece by piece.

For 60 years, I have learned and understood every book and engineering study to recreate the machine those aliens have used.

I am just a lucky mole, reaching my time.

But I know humans. It's probably from me watching so many cartoons and movies when I was a kid about superheroes, but those memories never stopped racing in my head.

Whoever you are that is watching this. I hope you are a common patriot.

I'm sure others like me have reverse-engineered these things. And perhaps they are better than me as well. I won't deny that.

However, that is not the reason why you're here. You aren't here to find the best thing ever.

You want to fight out there. You won't dig somewhere in this terrible location otherwise.

You want to be a Superhero. Like I did before I realized my time was coming.

Heh, looks like they're coming fast. I'll have to go, I need to redirect them somewhere else.

Remember.

This memory card is a key. Do not lose it, and just enter the cockpit.

Don't worry about anything. You will become a hero. I will assure you that.

So go. Fight, and destroy them all.

Until nothing is left, Hero."

[Aries Activated] showed the screen on the device.

The humanoid beast's eye glows green.

As if it beckons for someone to order it. For what it should do.

A skinny, dirty, black-haired kid takes a step forward.