The Tsviets

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::Deep in space, where nomads have crossed again and again, where Freeport 7 was destroyed and lost one ago, and where life is barren and lifeless there is the Tsviets.

Almost two hundred years have passed since they were once active, for it was sworn to secrecy. And even though not that long ago were they active, almost all records of them have been destroyed by the Rheinland Military. Few have lived to tell the tale, passing it to their children, but it is now just a frightening bedtime story told to kids to make them do what theyre told

It all started in 672, the beginning of the Popular Revolution in Rheinland, when one man, Weiss of the Tsviets (a secret organization organized by Rheinland to create super soldiers through experimentation), broke away from the tests, the pills, the shots, and the clich? life of the Tsviets. They were only just created a mere 20 years before that in complete secrecy, and Weiss was the first to be chosen. In the deep confines of the Tsviets quarters, Weiss, as well as 404 other children after him, was experimented on. Tests such as seeing how long they lasted under intensive torture techniques, clocking how long they could hold their breath under water, testing skin resistance to acids and heavy bases, and altering their DNA to accommodate all forms of bacteria, aiding in their survival and adaptation skills. Some went through with it, thinking thats all there was in life. Like that was all there will ever be. Some questioned the scientists motives, thinking there might be something better than all of this. And the last few thought they might be able to escape this life of pain and reflections from the one-way windows.

The Tsviets were trained in almost all martial arts, from Tai Kwan Doe to Ninjutsu, and were kept in check with the routine injections that slowed down their pulse and heart rate until they edited their genomes so they wouldnt get that excited. The scientists removed portions of the Tsviets brains to make them emotionless, or at least try to. Sometimes they did not succeed and had to destroy the failure, for it was irreversible. Time passed ten years fifteen Weiss was 15 years old now. He was becoming stronger and smarter and faster than all the other Tsviets. The first test subject, the first child, the oldest of them all, was the super soldier they had wanted all along. But, Weiss knew better now that he could hear them talk behind the glass because the Tsviets senses were so finely tuned, that they could hear even a pen lift and mark on paper through a wall. Twenty twenty years have now passed. Weiss is now 20 years of age. He is stronger, faster, and smarter than all of the others. Five years of listening, of planning, of rallying the few that believed him together, he was ready to make his move.

The year is 692 AS; there is a celebration on this day that marked the anniversary of the Tsviets and of Weiss birthday. It was time to make his move, and he did so with caution. Rallying 36 others together, Weiss, Rosso, Shelke, Azul, Nero, as well as many others, made their move. The Tsviets had stockpiled a few supplies underneath their sleeping facilities. This stockpile consisted of forks, knives, food rations, and medical supplies they had been lying their way into getting them; that or they just stole them. A few stragglers grabbed the supplies and loaded them onto a small transport in secrecy each day. Finally, when the drinking started, Weiss commanded them to attack! The guards were no match for the Tsviets, as they were torn limb from literal limb, and beaten to death. Guns did nothing to them, for they were just energy weapons, feeding the already overwhelming power of the Tsviets; but nor did they matter to the lab rats; they were simple weapons that their bare hands could destroy, making them obsolete in close-quarters combat. Fighting their way to the transport that was already prepared, they took to the stars, planting bombs before leaving their horrible and terrifying past behind, but into the darkness You could say, out of the frying pan and into the fire of Corsairs and Outcasts

The Tsviets found it strange in space, almost ethereal, but found comfort in all of the surrounding nothingness, for they had grown slightly claustrophobic. Living in the ship was boring and had no positive or negative effect on them; they rationed the food out over a long period of time, kept everything clean and orderly, and flew it endlessly into barren system to barren system. Finally reaching a system known only as Omicron Lost in 700 AS, the Tsviets, found a home planet originally an Unknown Planet. Finding it unable to support life, the Tsviets quickly checked the planet out by themselves before heading up to orbit the planet. (Being on the ship for almost two hundred years made them lonely. And if you dont understand what that means: They got onto the ship with 36, but they got off of the ship with 349.)

The year is now 818 AS.[or will be] After 10 years of growth, birth, and further development, the Tsviets had given birth to the perfect race, as it were. They could live for hundreds of years without seeming to age a second, but eventually they just fell asleep and never awoke. The average recorded dying age is 130, mostly because a lot of infants died. But Weiss is still alive, along with Rosso, Shelke, Nero, and Azul. That is nearly 136 years from Weiss birth to present day Sirius. Long forgotten, the Tsviets have built on. And they still strive on for more.

Weiss is the god of this new world a god who really cant die who hasnt seemed to age a year since his 20th birthday

Hail, Weiss!


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