Humanity has evolved over the millennia, from Homo Habilis to Neanderthals and Homo sapiens.
Now a new generation has risen driven by blood and oil. Cyborgs are the current step in human evolution.
They explore the galaxy as far as their vessels take them discovering resources and then purging so-called evil Xenos lifeforms.
Aliens of any kind pose no threat whatsoever.
After hundreds of years and thousands of species slain the humans have become bloodthirsty and bored twisting their conquests into sick games.
Welcome to the new age.
An era of death en mass.
To determine whether a Xenos-inhabited world is to be conquered a tournament of sorts has been put in place.
It is more accurate to call it a massacre.
One hundred Xenos, five picked by their councils and the other ninety-five selected at random from the general population of that species by the 'Game masters' pitted against One hundred Human Cyborgs who are voluntary participants, the ultimate way to fend off boredom is to become a warrior in this test of human might. It is of the highest honour to be one of the 100 out of the countless quadrillions of Biotech lifeforms spread across the Milkyway all hailing from that godforsaken Earth.
Of course, no planet has ever beaten the parasitic humans and all are annihilated after their loss in the tournament for it is a continuous 1v1 until one side's hundred meet their bloody end. After that, the entire planet is wiped of all life that is deemed unnecessary and unhelpful to the machine that is the human cause.
The game is nothing more than simply that to the Biotech life of Earth. Yet it is an uphill battle deciding the future of their existence to any Xenos unlucky enough to be forced into participation.
That brings us to ExWorld-735, or the Seven hundred and thirty-fifth world containing extraterrestrial lifeforms of adequate intelligence. A lush green and blue world orbiting a single sun-like star, with a single clear distinction being its ominous red tint.
This planet is home to one billion of the Xenos known as Ilfvan or as nicknamed after a mythical species from human legends and tales of old: The Elves.
Their striking similarity to Earthborn stories carries from their beautiful appearances, their affinity with seemingly magical abilities and their physiques typically lithe and tall, favouring agility and perception, right up to their pointed ears.
Unfortunately for them, the human view of any other species is negative, anything an evil Xenos can accomplish can be obtained through cybernetics, therefore why should they be tolerated or kept around?
Any and all discovered alien sympathisers have all been purged, as fair collaboration with lesser beings is considered a crime of the highest treason against humanity.