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You absentmindedly doodle on your datapad, passively listening to your teacher teach a lesson on the history of something called the Triloslynne Military System. They say it's the hundredth year celebration of them rescuing the universe or something along those lines, but quite honestly, it's a bit too much for you to believe. Really, it sounds like a story someone would tell their kid, and then the kid grows up believing the whole thing.
>THE FOLLOWING IS NOT REQUIRED READING.
>SKIP TOWARDS THE BOTTOM IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO READ IT."...Unfortunately, their mission was not without losses," you hear the teacher say. "One of the members of the Alpha team sacrificed herself for the good of everyone else, and we should honor that sacrifice. But thanks to the TMS' medical technology, which to this day still seems incredibly advanced, they were able to bring her back."
He pauses for a brief moment as the image on the slideshow changes behind him. "However, you may be thinking that the TMS are all good without anything bad going on. It's different than that, though. You see, the beings that make up the TAMS and TNMS forces weren't always robotic."
This seems to catch your attention, making you look up from what you were drawing.
"The TAMS, which made up the original Triloslynne series, were simply kidnapped Draylinnes and humans. There was a reason for this seemingly cruel kidnapping."
"You see, the TAMS were created as an experiment by Triloslynne scientists. They were in a war- a war to protect their home planet Trilos I. Due to the Triloslynnes being a primarily peaceful race, they weren't exactly prepared for such a massive war. In fact, no one really saw it all coming." The teacher leans back a bit, taking a breath.
"The Triloslynnes were always ahead of everyone else when it came to technology. Despite being peaceful, they refused to share their scientific findings with any other planets or races. I suppose 'xenophobic' would be a good word to describe why. Well, eventually, the races hoping to see the miraculous things that the Triloslynnes were creating grew tired of being held in the dark. Therefore, they launched an attack to try to force the technology from them."
The image on the slideshow changes yet again, now depicting two worlds at war. "Seeing that they were unprepared for such a massive battle, the Triloslynnes started a sort of emergency research on superhuman beings. They named these beings 'TAMS' and used kidnapped organic hosts for their experiments."
"Unfortunately for the Triloslynnes, these twenty-six cyborgs weren't enough to save their homeplanet. Not wanting the TAMS to fall into enemy hands, they scattered them across the stars to be forgotten. The Triloslynnes themselves began to evacuate Trilos I, though few survived." The professor's voice seems solemn. "The Triloslynnes went out in search of a new place to call home, and they called it Trilos II. The same warring cycle repeated again, forcing the small group of Triloslynnes to flee to Trilos III where they fell into stasis. They've been there for over two hundred years, though no one knows exactly where they are."
One of the students raises her hand. "Sir, wouldn't the TMS themselves know where their creators are?"
"You see, the TAMS weren't fully activated when they were taken off of Trilos I. Therefore, they have no memory of their creators or where they were created. Though knowing the location of Trilos I wouldn't help them, as Trilos III was likely countless light-years away."
You're starting to feel a bit bored of all of this, and you glance up at the clock. It reads an uplifting 15:07, so you begin organizing your things to get ready to leave.
"I'm afraid that's all that we have time for," the teacher finally sighs after a bit more talking and question answering. "Your essays on Earth history are due tomorrow," you barely make out over the sound of students talking and chairs being pushed around.
You breeze out of the room, and within a few seconds, you're out in the open.
A cool breeze blows through your already messy hair as you look around the school courtyard. Most of the students are hurrying out, probably headed to the parade a few blocks away.
The 'big attack' (as you call it) was incredibly close the the planet you currently reside on. As a result, the global leaders thought it necessary to hold big celebrations in honor of the TAMS. It's rumored that there's a group of TAMS in the city you're currently in, seeing as how it's one of the largest cities on the planet. They'll probably be somewhere in the parade, or at least watching it. (Though honestly, you could care less about them)
What will you do?
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