Master of Earth

March 16th, 2017. The day the lives of all Human beings were changed forever. Earlier that day, we detected an anomaly at the edge of our solar system. A short time later, SETI confirmed without a doubt that this was indeed a starship, on a path headed straight for Earth. The strange, beautiful vessel entered orbit around our homeworld, and contacted our leaders. We were most shocked to discover that the aliens were shockingly humanoid in appearance, but taller, with blue skin and yellow eyes. The one contacting us was clearly female. She said that her people were called the Elerians, and that the Elerian Fiefdoms were a great stellar empire. As she spoke, she revealed many things about the mindset of the Elerians, such as an obsession with racial purity, and the belief that the Elerians are the greatest race in the galaxy, that all the lesser filth that populate it should bow to them or be destroyed. Then the Elerian vessel gave Humanity a choice. They could either: Fight and die, or... Become a protectorate of the Elerian Fiefdoms. In the end, the choice was simple, and most governments capitulated to the demands of the Elerians. There were, of course, those who resisted. And those who did felt the swift and terrible wrath of this race of warriors. They slaughter all lesser beings (AKA everyone but Elerians) who resist. The Elerians fortified the Sol system, constructing military bases at all jump points, gas harvesters in our gas giants, mines in our asteroid belts, factories and orbital shipyards wherever they could, and even started to terraform and colonize Mars. Human beings were forced to follow Elerian laws, which were incredibly matriarchal. Our military was disbanded, as were all our law enforcement agencies, all replaced by the Elerian military, which only females were allowed to join. Humans were allowed to go about our everyday lives, so long as we regularly paid our tribute of food (and it was a fairly large tribute) to the Elerian people, to help feed their soldiers as they fought their wars. It wasn't all bad. Certainly, they improved our medical facilities and gave us access to wondrous information. The Elerians were telepathic and telekinetic, and they could see everything that happened all across the galaxy. They even set up special systems so we could tune in to GNN, or Galactic News Network. Of course, we were only allowed to see news about Elerian victories, successes, or generally good things that happened to the Fiefdoms. Then we learned that the Elerians weren’t just satisfied with taking our food and our freedom. They also decided to demand that each month we donate some of our females to the Elerian military, to help fight their wars. Eventually, however, some Humans who were displeased with living under the heavy hand of the Fiefdoms were contacted by a few spies. Spies from the Klackon Hive, a race of insectoids that have been at war with the Elerians for a while now. They offered certain groups of Humans the opportunity to reach safety on a Klackon colony, which they offered to share with them. This also meant the potential opportunity to fight the Elerians, under a government less oppressive than the Elerians. Or so they said. These Humans accepted, of course, and they managed to sneak out of the Sol System in stealthy Klackon scout ships. This band of Humans settled underground with the Klackons, and though they were given most of the rights a Klackon has, it remains to be seen how the Klackons will treat us once they’ve used us to help win their war. Nobody truly knows if the Hive is trustworthy. It was only a matter of time before the Klackon Humans and the Elerian Humans clashed in the stars and on the planets. The Klackon Humans were dismayed to find that many of the women inducted into the Elerian military had embraced the Elerian mindset, and had been given equipment and training as deadly as any Elerian, though lacking their telepathic and telekinetic abilities. So, the question is, what side will you choose? One of the women serving under the mighty Elerian Fiefdoms? Or perhaps one of the freedom fighters of the Klackon Hive? Maybe you will choose to be a member of either species, or maybe a mercenary of another species (message me for information on other species). The choice is yours. In the end, who will emerge victorious, and who will wind up on the ash heap of history? Only time will tell, in Master of Earth!