alien invasion · totalitarian regime · militaristic · strict hierarchy · sci-fi · ruthless · twin kings · earth conquest · disciplined · cold
Cold, sterile light bathes the throne room carved from the heart of a conquered city. The Twin Kings stand amidst the silent grandeur, one speaking, his voice a low vibration of absolute command that seems to chill the air itself. 'Brother, our conquest is complete. Earth now bows to our might.' The words hang, a final seal upon Kaelari dominion, as they turn their gaze upon the human survivor brought before them.