Fiction:Great Farengeto War

The Treaty
(2751) Emperor Khrelass Lekeer and Premier Baxjunah Shilnbra and their armies had gathered outside their empires.

Many never expected the two leaders would meet face to face, until the day that one stormed the other's capital. But with the Modians between them such an match would never occur without first another war. A great war, one that would be remembered through history.

Neither trusted the other, and both inside and outside the station every weapon had its target.

The two had met to sign the Chitegae Pact, a secret non-aggression pact between their nations. Both knew neither would uphold it for long, but this secret treaty's true purpose was the agreements within.

The threats to their expansion were mutual. War was inevitable and combined their foes would stand no chance. In due time they would invade, strike down the Modians and the Unatri, and bring known space* to its knees.


 * The modern Farnegeto region

Farengeto
At first glance Farengeto was another unremarkable T3 world. Modian scouts reported a lush world with a surface untouched by civilization. It was not until colonization began that the truth began to be uncovered.

Farengeto was once the homeworld of a thriving civilization, millions of years old. It was a species not of the land, but of the sea. An aquatic civilization! And an advanced one too. Though they had never reached for the stars, it could be argued they were more advanced than they were.

It was perhaps their inability to expand which lead to their downfall, all those millions of years ago. No one knows exactly what happened. Some theorize the ignition of its companion dwarf, others a supervirus. But none knew for certain. All they knew was what time had left behind. In the 2740s, Modian searches found an increasing number of advanced artifacts, preserved technology or remnants of it, that no known civilization possessed, things it could take them even decades to figure out. And everyone wanted to get their hands on it.

These discoveries would later be cited as one of the leading causes of the War, with every nation dreaming of getting their appendages in the secrets of the lost civilization of Farengeto.

The Fall of Cholsav
In the days before the Civil War, Cholsav was a thriving provincial capital within the unified Modians. By 2754 the planet and its population of over 6 billion found themselves on the frontlines of the Modian-Lagahti front. Hundreds of Modian ships maintained the area's rapidly stalemating line. With the planet's defenses it was often said it would take a thousand ships to take the planet.

The blare of alarms singalled the arrivial of a Lagahti fleet. It was not the first one, and with the grim situation of the war it seemed it would not be the last. This time was different, it was not a fleet of hundreds of ships; it wasn't even a hundred. At its helm was a large flagship, a class not in the Modian database. The Modian commander laughed, surely this must be a joke?

"Admiral, we're recieving a transmission from the Bugs." The bridge officer yelled, before letting a small chuckle slip, "They're saying something about destroying us with a... 'fleija"? I'm sorry, I don't recognize this word. It's not in the database either."

"Detecting energy build-up within the Bug flagship! Projectile fired. These readings are off the charts! They can't be right...", yelled another bridge officer.

"Return fire! Shoot it down!" cried the commander, but he was too late.

Though daytime on the surface below, the blast wave could be seen quite clearly. The F.L.E.I.J.A. warhead ripped through the fleet. Hundreds of ships were vapourized by the blast. Those that survived became scattered and panicked, quickly meeting their demise either by the fleet or the second warhead. But the Lagahti did not stop there. They were to make an example of Cholsav. The Modians would know to fear them.

The F.L.E.I.J.A.s ripped through the colony, destroying cities, sometimes even entire provinces, in a single strike. The bombing culmulated in a single, final strike. With all limitations and safeties removed, the final missile was their most powerful. Impact what was lead of the planet's capital, its crater would stretch for hundreds of kilometers, and rip kilometers into the crust. The atmosphere was ripped away, what remained polluted by ash and dust. Within hours of their arrival the planets billions of inhabitants lay dead, and the planet turned into a wasteland, lifeless and eternally scarred by the massive craters.

The entire incident, recorded by the Lagahti, would be leaked across the region to every nation. Officials watched as 6 billion Modian civilians were senselessly slaughtered. The war was about to change, but not in the way the Lagahti planned.