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In some circles he is called Bardiel the indestructible as he is a brute whose tough hide protects him from harm. The design was mainly inspired by various dinosaur species such as corythosaurus and guanlong. Date beneath his name was the date of completion so expect future characters to have dates as well.
Commander Hayden Landos is Barix's commanding officer whose left arm is completely encrusted in diamond. Drawing humans or human looking characters have always been a challange for me but I believe this is a good attempt especially with the anime look I usually go with when drawing humans.
Miyako is my depiction of a dark elf, her name is japanese for night child as she was raised in Japan on earth. She serves as Commander Hayden Landos's second in command and is a formidable, cold and calculated assassin.
This is the latest and my personal favorite of my original character portraits. Trinity is an alien amphibian whose name is a reference to her three eyes however she can only see in her two main ones, the third however is the source of her telepathic powers and acts as the groups psychic. One of the main references for her design where salamanders and axolotls. Also her hair isn't really hair it is a dorsal frill that surrounds the head that mimics hair.
Crossfire is mechanical sharpshooter for his squad of soldiers who acts also as their weapons and explosives expert. When off duty he is a talented graffiti artist designing the cold blue flames on his body himself.
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The flame decals on him was an idea came up with when seeing an art professor of mine had sleeve tattoo's and I thought, "That'd be cool to see on a robot." and I went with blue flames as I feel they pop out more from his yellow armored plating than the standard orange and yellow flames did.
Phaora (Fae-or-a) is one of my favorite original characters outside of Barix who is an out of control pyromaniac who acts as the groups heavy hitting superpowered member with a bad attitude. Too bad that her temper makes her go off like a literal bomb.
The only member of the squad who does not have any special abilities and must rely on his ingenuity and intelligence to fight his enemies, although he rarely see's combat as he serves as the groups engineer making sure their starship doesn't fall out of the sky. Even though he has no powers he Jerry rigged a pair of makeshift electric gauntlets in order to stand as an equal with his squad mates when brute force is necessary.
The chief medical officer of the squad who uses a combination of magic and science to patch up the other members of the group through the various battles they come across. Like the other members of the squad she does have special abelites however hers are magical in origin and not mutations like the rest due to being the bastard child of a godlike entity.
The final member of the squad and arguably the most powerful, an angelic and ruthless warrior bound by an unshakable code of honor wielding a war hammer into battle carried by large wings like a Valkyrie.
"The Bone Yards"
On various planets exist mass graveyards of towering bones belonging to great cosmic dragons that forged stars with their breathes of fire. Their decayed flesh now fill these graveyards with a toxic miasma that mutates the land and animals around it. Very few of these majestic eldritch beasts sour through the voids of space in the modern age with sightings of them being seen as nothing but tall tails from starship pilots wary from space travel.
Science Fiction Movies
E.T The Extraterrestrial
Jurassic Park
Jurassic Park II: The Lost World
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Night at Faustina's
It was a dark and stormy night. Basil and Casper where trying to enjoy their vacation, but they had gotten lost in the mountains. The maps of the area were all wrong, which made driving a difficult matter for Basil.
“We should have stopped at that motel hours back.” Casper said.
“It’s too late now,” Basil said, “and I’m not even sure I could make it back there in the dark.”
“Well,” Casper said, “we may just have to sleep in the car tonight, then.”
“Look,” Basil pointed, “that looks like a building!”
The faint shapes of small, lighted windows could be seen over the rocks. Basil brought the car to a stop in front of the building.
“It looks like an old hotel.” Basil said.
“If it wasn’t for the lights,” Casper said, “I would have thought it was abandoned. It’s falling apart.”
The lights were on lobby, but there was no one behind the desk. Basil looked for a bell, and found none.
“Hello?” Casper shouted.
After a moment, they heard the sound of someone descending the stairs. A middle aged woman wearing an apron emerged. “Hello there.” She smiled.
“Is this a hotel?” Casper asked. “We’d like a room for the night.”
“Well,” she responded, “this actually isn’t a hotel. It used to be one, but it’s my home at the moment.”
“Oh,” Basil said, “we’re sorry for intruding. It’s just that the door was unlocked, so—”
“Oh, no,” she said, “don’t worry about it. You’re free to make yourself at home here. I’m always happy to have guests.” She put out her hand for a handshake. “I’m Faustina.”
Basil shook her hand. “I’m Basil.”
Casper did the same. “And I’m Casper.”
Faustina smiled. “Actually, I have an unusual number of guests today, so I’ve been quite busy.” She turned. “Come. I’ll show you a room you can sleep in. Or would you like separate rooms?”
“We’re fine with sharing.” Basil said.
Faustina brought the two to a small, cozy room.
“I’m afraid I lost all the room keys, so you’ll have to keep the room unlocked.”
“How much will you charge us for our stay?” Casper said.
“Oh, you don’t need to pay anything.” Faustina said. “You’re guests.” She paused. “But, if you like, there is something you could do to help me out.”
Casper sighed. Basil asked, “what is it?”
“Well, after you get your bags of course, no rush.” Faustina wiped some sweat from her brow. “But, as I said, I have an awful lot of guests tonight, and I’ve prepared dinner for all of them.” She laughed. “Oh don’t worry, there’s enough for you two, too. I know young men like you need a lot to eat.” Casper rolled his eyes. “Anyways, it’s a lot of work to carry all those big trays up and down the stairs.”
“We’re happy to help.” Basil smiled.
“Thank you.” Faustina smiled back. “Just meet me in the kitchen after you’re done unpacking.” Faustina left.
“There’s always a catch.” Casper said.
The kitchen was filled with trays with plate covers. Basil assumed there were plates with food under the covers.
“On each tray,” Faustina said, “I put a note with a room number on it, so you know which room to take each to.” She tightened her apron. “Thank you very much for your help.” She exited the kitchen.
Casper brushed back his hair and looked at the trays. He was probably trying to find the lightest tray, Basil thought. Basil took a tray with two plates on it, and left the kitchen.
He stopped in the hall to look at the note. It simply read: “666.”
There were no elevators, as far as he could tell. As he ascended the floors, he stopped on the third floor. This was the top floor, and the numbers started at 300. Was this a prank? It was silly of him to go up all these stairs. Obviously, there was no room 666.
As Basil sighed and turned around to head back down, he noticed it out of the corner of his eye. It didn’t even look like a door; it was simply a part of the wall itself, with a narrow, rectangular gap around it. In the middle of it, scrawled in charcoal: 666.
Basil pushed at the right side of the rectangle, and it opened inward, as a door does.
“Who goes there?” A voice came from within.
“I’m just here with your food.” Basil responded.
Basil saw a man sitting inside in a large, cushioned chair. The man stood up quickly. “Please, set it on the table.”
As Basil set it down, he heard the door shut behind him. He saw the man returning from the door to sit down again.
“Are you related to Faustina?” The man asked.
“N-no.” Basil straightened up. “I’m a guest, too. She just wanted help with the food.”
“Ah, a guest.”
“Uh, your room was rather hard to find. I nearly didn’t notice it.”
“Yes, I requested this room, specifically. The walls are shielded from any rays that prying eyes may use to observe me.” He removed the plate cover to look at the food underneath. “That was why I closed the door behind you. I hope I did not surprise you.”
“Oh.”
There was a moment of silence.
“What is your name, young man?”
“Oh, I’m Basil. Me and my—uh—friend, Casper, got lost in the mountains, so we ended up here.”
“I am Archibald Armageddon.” The man said. “I am here because my giant unicycle, which lets me travel the skies, burst one of its power crystals.”
“Giant unicycle?” Basil said. “I didn’t see it parked anywhere when I came in.”
“It is invisible to all, except its makers, the Obliteroids of Orgonth, and to the eyes of evolved humans such as I.” Archibald took a bite of green beans. Basil was speechless. Archibald continued. “I’m waiting here for the Obliteroids to arrive. Their the only ones who are permitted to handle the unicycle power crystals. If I tried to replace them myself, I’d be put to death.” Archibald took the other plate and uncovered it. He then set it on the ground.
“Is that plate for someone else?” Basil asked.
“It’s for my pet, Agony.”
Basil then saw a floating dog collar emerge from behind the bed, and approach the plate.
“As you can see,” Archibald said, “Agony is an invisible hellhound.” The invisible dog began loudly chomping on the food. “Be sure not to get too close to him. He’s covered in mouths that will eat anything that comes near.”
“Well,” Basil said, “I must go get food to the other guests.” He turned to leave.
“Wait.” Archibald said. “Tell me Basil, would you like to become an evolved human, as I am?”
Basil turned to him. “Evolved?” He scratched his head. “Well, evolving does sound exciting, but I’m pretty content as I am. I’m not sure if a dramatic change would be a good idea.”
Archibald nodded. “That is wise thinking, Basil. Too many desire evolution without considering the consequences. It’s not something you can undo.”
Basil returned to the kitchen. Neither Casper, nor Faustina were anywhere to be seen. He picked up another tray. One plate. Labeled “232.” Probably on the second floor, then. OK.
Basil knocked on the door. “Come in.” A woman’s voice came from inside.
“Dinner for you.” Basil entered the room.
Inside was a large woman. Her shoulders were wide, and her head brushed the ceiling as she stood, hunched. Her skin was dark green, covered in orange splotches. Her grin showed long fangs amid her teeth.
“Good, good.” She took the tray from his hands and set it on a table. “Stay and talk for a moment. I’d like to look at your handsome face a bit longer. Sit down.”
Basil sat down in a love seat by the wall. She returned and stood across from him, looking down on him and grinning.
“Uh, I’m Basil.” He said. “I’m a guest here too, but Faustina needed help with the food trays.”
“I know.” She grinned. “When you stood outside the door, I could sense that there was a person outside with a good nature. If my machine had not run out of power, I could have changed your nature to an evil one.” She extended her hand. “I’m Sue.”
Basil shook her hand.
Sue turned to the table. “But I do have a small device right here. It can at least make you a bit irritable for a few minutes.” She pushed a button.
The machine made a bubbling noise, and a green ray shot from it and hit Basil.
“What are you doing?” Basil stood up. He shoved the table over, knocking over the device, and making a mess of Sue’s dinner. “What in the world is wrong with you?!” Basil turned and left. He could hear her giggling behind him.
The guests staying here were all crazy, Basil thought. He and Casper would have been better off sleeping in the car.
Basil returned to the kitchen. No one there. Basil grabbed a tray. Labeled “101.” Ground floor. Good.
Basil knocked on the door loudly. “Dinner for you. Open up.” He said.
A moment later, a middle-aged man came to the door.
“Dinner for me, delivered?” He asked. He took the tray. “Why, that’s very kind. When Faustina said she was making dinner, I didn’t think she’d have it delivered straight to my door too.” He set it on a table. “Come sit down, if you like. You probably need a rest from carrying trays.”
“You’ve got that right.” Basil scowled and sat down across from the man.
“I do feel bad to have made you bring this to me. I was about to go check the kitchen myself, to see if I could help, but I got a bit too involved in my reading.” He motioned to a book on the table.
“I don’t need your excuses.” Basil said.
“You’re right, I’m sorry.”
Basil felt something draining from his body. He shook his head. “I’m sorry. I’m not usually so rude. I don’t know what came over me.”
“Oh, it’s quite all right. I’m sure you’ve had a long day.”
Basil glanced at the book on the table. It read: “Modern Medical Practice.”
“Medical practice?” Basil asked. “Are you a doctor?”
“Yes.” He responded. “My name is Dr. Despair.”
Basil looked him in the face.
“Yes,” Dr. Despair said, “I guess it is a pretty unusual name around these parts.”
“It sounds like the name of a super villain.”
Dr. Despair laughed. “Well, I think I’m much too mellow to ever turn into a super villain.” He smiled. “Most everyone in my family is pretty well-behaved.”
“The Despair family?” Basil asked.
“Yes.” Dr. Despair took the cover off the plate. “I come from a long line of Dr. Despairs. My father’s name is Dr. Despair, and so is my mother’s. I have a son and daughter, and both of them are named Dr. Despair as well.”
“And are both doctors?” Basil asked.
“Yes, of course.” Despair smiled. “In our family, that’s a given. We’re predisposed towards becoming doctors, so we start very young.”
“How odd.” Basil said. “I thought I would have heard of such a family.”
“We’re not from these parts.”
“Where are you from?”
“That…” Despair leaned forward in his chair, “that’s a bit of a long story, actually. No real short way to put it.”
“Well, I do have more trays to deliver, so I shouldn’t let them get cold.” Basil said. But he didn’t move. He sat there for a moment. “Say, since you’re a doctor…” Basil trailed off.
“Yes?” Despair raised an eyebrow.
“Well, maybe you’d have some explanation, or at least find it interesting…” Basil trailed off again.
There was a pause. “Perhaps.” Despair said.
“Oh. Well there’s this very large green lady in one of the rooms here.” Basil said. “Maybe you’ve seen her. But she’s bigger than anyone I’ve ever seen, and her skin is completely green. Well, except for the orange splotches on her.”
“A big green woman?” Despair leaned forward further. His face got pretty close to Basil’s.
“Yes.” Basil said. “I’ve never seen a person like her. I don’t know if she has a condition or something, or some strange genetics. But maybe you have some insight into that. As a doctor, I mean.”
“Yes.” Despair said. “Yes, that’s very peculiar. Do you know what room she’s in?”
“Her room? Well, I’m not sure if I should really say that. You know, for her privacy and—”
“Yes, yes, you’re right.” Despair said. “She really should have her privacy, of course.” He leaned clapped his hands together and leaned back in his chair. “It was not proper of me to ask.”
“Well, maybe you’ll run into her yourself.” Basil said.
Despair nodded. He was looking away, seemingly deep in thought.
“Well,” Basil stood up, “I really should get those other trays before they get cold.”
Despair stood up. “Oh I’m sorry for keeping you. Would you like any help with that?”
“No, no.” Basil waved his hands. “You should eat your own food before it gets cold. Besides, my—uh—friend Casper is already helping with that.”
Dr. Despair nodded. “Take care of yourself, Basil. Make sure you get some time to rest and relax. And if you’d like to talk more later, I’d be happy to.”
“Thank you.” Basil smiled.
The kitchen was empty again. Basil looked at the trays. There shouldn’t be this many left. Basil summoned the memory of the kitchen, as he first saw it. Counting the 3 trays Basil had taken, only one other tray had been taken. What was Casper doing?
“Casper!” Basil yelled. He heard footsteps coming down stairs. Faustina emerged.
“Faustina,” Basil said, “have you seen Casper?”
“No, I haven’t.” She said.
“Come here.” Basil motioned her to the kitchen. “What room did Casper take his tray to?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen him since I left the kitchen. And I haven’t had time to go back into it until now.”
Basil looked at the notes on the trays. “I took food to rooms 666, 232, and 101. With the trays that are left, what room is the other missing tray for?”
“Oh…” Faustina looked at the trays and notes for a minute. Then she looked up at Basil. “The room in the Basement. That meal was prepared specially, too.”
“The basement.”
Faustina stepped out of the kitchen and pointed at a door. “Behind that door is a staircase to the basement.”
Just then, Basil heard the sound of a commotion coming from up the stairs.
“Die!” A distorted voice yelled.
Sue came tumbling down the stairs and landed into a small table. The table broke under the impact, causing an ornate lamp to shatter on the ground.
Dr. Despair followed her down, carrying a large sword. As he raised it above his head, ready to split Sue to in two, Sue pulled a device from her pocket.
A ray shot out and struck Dr. Despair.
Sue cackled. “This ray should make you more tame for a few minutes. You could use to mellow out a bit.”
Dr. Despair stopped. Anger vanished from his body, and he slowly let the sword down, by his side.
Sue stood up and laughed again. She took the sword from him. “Try that again, and I’ll have a different ray for you.” She stepped up the staircase, presumably returning to her room.
Basil didn’t know what to make of it. He had no idea the source of the conflict, or what they were fighting over, or what could have made Dr. Despair so enraged. But he didn’t like seeing Despair looking so pathetic.
Casper. Maybe Casper could make sense of it.
The basement was dark and full of cobwebs. Basil found a light switch and flicked it. The room got darker. He flicked it back on. The lights had been so dim, he didn’t even realize they were on. Was there really a guest staying in a room down here? Was Casper really down here? Basil didn’t know where else he could be.
Basil wanted to think that Casper had just gotten into a long conversation with a guest, like Basil had. He wanted to think that, but it wasn’t what he really thought.
“Casper!” Basil called into the dark.
“Basil!” It was Casper’s voice.
“Brob!” A deep voice called from nearby.
A large figure emerged from the darkness. “Brob!” It yelled again.
Basil glanced to his side and saw a pickax leaning on the wall. What was a pickax doing here? Was someone digging tunnels? Basil picked it up.
Brob reached towards Basil. Basil swung the pickax, hitting Brob in the arm.
“Brob!” This cry was pained.
“Basil!” Casper cried out again.
Basil ran around a corner and saw Casper. His leg was chained to a wall. Small books and pencils were littered by his feet. Basil swung and broke the chain.
“Thanks.” Casper said.
“Brob!” Brob appeared from around the corner. Basil swung at him with the pickax. Brob batted it out of Basil’s hand.
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
Casper shot him.
Brob fell to the ground.
Casper slid the small handgun into his pocket. “He shouldn’t have left it lying around.”
“Are you all right?” Basil asked.
Casper motioned towards books on the floor. “Brob had me doing crosswords for him. He was very adamant about it. He threatened me with the gun, if I didn’t cooperate.”
“Geez.”
“See, there’s always a catch.”
“You already said that.”
“But I’m right.”
And then they kissed passionately.
Faustina greeted them when they emerged from the basement. “Don’t worry about the rest of the trays,” she said, “two young men just came in, and they’re handling the rest.”
“Two young men?” Basil asked.
One of them emerged from the kitchen, carrying a tray. He wore a white shirt and tie, and a name tag that read “Elder Cox.”
“Hi.” Said.
“Bye.” Casper responded.
Just then, there was a loud crash from outside. The whole building shook.
“Oh my!” Faustina gasped.
Archibald Armageddon descended the stairs. He was grinning from ear to ear. “The Obliteroids have arrived.” He rushed outside.
Basil and Casper followed.
Two beings were working on an apparently invisible unicycle. Basil assumed they carried a power crystal, but it was also invisible. To Basil, they looked like mechanical feet, but with many more toes than a normal foot. At their tops were gooey shapes that deformed and changed quickly. Those were probably their main appendages, used like arms, Basil thought.
Dr. Despair came out from the building. He stood by Basil and Casper. “What’s going on out here?” He asked.
“The Obliteroids are fixing Archibald’s invisible unicycle.” Basil said.
“I see.” Dr. Despair squinted. “Well, not really.” Basil laughed.
“Great!” Archibald said, approaching the Obliteroids. “Great! Great work!” He gave one of them a pat on the back. “Great work! You young ladies really did a fine job. I’ll be sure to tell your boss.”
The Obliteroids stepped away from the invisible unicycle. In an instant, they vanished in flash of light. Basil looked up and saw a streak of light running up, into space.
Archibald jumped up onto his invisible unicycle. He turned back and waved at Faustina, who had just exited the building. “Faustina! Thank you for your hospitality!” Agony ran from the building, barking, and jumped onto the seat behind Archibald. Then, he pedaled into the sky.
“Wow.” Dr. Despair said, watching Archibald disappear from view.
Basil turned to Dr. Despair. “So, uh, what happened with you and Sue?”
“I killed her.” Despair said. “She tried to kill me with a death beam, but I reflected it with the Mirror Shield of Gelthbaz.”
“Oh.” Basil said. “Did you know her before?”
“Yes. It’s a long story.” He turned to return inside. “If you’d like, I can make us all some tea or cocoa, and we can share some of these stories.”
“That sounds lovely.” Basil said.
My favorite thing to do in fandoms is read all the info on a species than break all the rules. Wdym these aliens only have two body types and only have two skin tones? No! Purple!
I want to simply put it here.
Kondrat smugly slides a piece of paper to the other side of a a table in the dining hall. Big part of the science crew stands behind him, whispering about his choice. Its not an every day that something grant like this is happening. His opponent takes the paper and examines it. Another part of a crew is behind her, whispering and hushing each other. Its her time to make a step, she had to choose wisely, so much depended on the outcome of this. Every second she was planning and strategizing, but time was limited and it was running short. She had to do it. Breath in... Breath out...
She writes it on a paper and slides it to her opponent and taps the timer to her right. Whispers behind her grow louder.
" Mm, up left corner. Good choice…”
Kondrat muses aloud. She can’t stop but fidget with her pen. He complimented her move. His face doesn’t show if he’s stressed like her or not, but knowing him Kondrat is just coldly strategizing without anything else plaguing his mind. He quickly draws a circle seemingly not hearing gasps and loud whisper behind him. The timer is tapped by them. The paper is slid right in front of her. She looks at it in horror but there is nothing monstrous on a paper. She looks at it, then at Kondrat, again at the paper, then at Kondrat. Their smug face almost instantly vanishes as they realize what mistake they’ve made. He hides his face behind his hands and scratches his horns, muterring something. She looks at him and blindly draws her finishing X. The paper is in front of him again, he takes it and looks at it tiredly. His eye are getting wider each time he looks up from the paper to her.
Why- Why is he so confused?
She did the finishing stroke! He was supposed to look defeated, not confused! Then he puts the paper on the table, sighs and draws his circle. She now can see their tic-tac-toe board and everything is like last time but when it’s in front of her again -
THE X IS LOWER!!!
She hides behind her hands much like her opponent and lets out a sheaky breath. It’s repeating again! It’s the 20th time in a row when both of them get distracted and do a wrong move! Noooooo…
She fills up the last free space and slides the paper in a middle of table. Both, she and her opponent sigh defeated, covering their eyes in embarrassment. Someone comes up and adds the paper to the stack of draw results.
“ How you do that? It’s been going for hours!“
People behind them moan tired, she can even hear a certain wheelchair user taking his bets. She probably should later ask the spaceship computer to delete a part of their tic-tac-toe tournament, because no-one would want to watch them struggle with that child's game for so long. She looks up and sees tired Kondrat stretching out his arm to her.
“Draw?” He asks quietly.
She takes his arm and shakes it slightly.
“Draw.” People behind them cheer.
I wrote it after being inspired by some post on tumblr, sadly I don't remember what that post was about. And I wrote that a month ago or smt.
Funny thing I know absolutely nothing about Kondrats' opponent, because at first Dorzo was supposed to fight in the tic-tac-toe tournament, but I decided that he would lose much earlier. So I made her (noname for now I think), but she probably works as an engineer on the spaceship.
Kondrat is the security leader on the spaceship. He is kinda of a hothead, but that somehow doesn't prevent him from doing his job excellently. He had to swallow his pride for his last line L.
About the tic-tac-toe tournament. Its just a silly little event so scientists and workers wouldn't go insane from doing nothing but work with the same people for like half a year. Its like a mental safety practice (idk how to name it).
Got the book from the library and then I was inspired by the cover so I decided to draw my own.
Newest drawing I made using alcohol markers and I finished this at 3:00 in the morning since I couldn’t sleep.
Thirty-one days of my favorite horror movies in no particular order. This was a random pick years ago that I originally just picked for background noise and wound up getting pulled into the story. Unexpectedly engaging blend of body horror and science fiction, not a standard horror movie but still well worth the watch ✨️
Day Fifteen - The Unseen (2016)
SLEEPING EARTH
The year is 2142. A black triangle-shaped spacecraft entered the solar system at the speed of light. The passengers of the spaceship are a group of purple-eyed creatures. Their skin color is pale white. Their body is kind of round. They identify themselves as the Kaafs. Their residence is in the Sombrero Galaxy. From there 118 years ago, the Kaafs went out on a space journey in search of other creatures. They roamed the Andromeda and Triangulum Galaxy. They even went to the Capricornus constellation. The Kaafs met many different creatures there and befriended them. Now their last destination is the Milkyway Galaxy. They have learned from their new friends that there is a planet called Earth in a place called the solar system. There lives creatures known as humans. To see them, the Kaafs are currently hurtling towards Earth from the edge of the solar system. Within 16 hours, they passed the Sun, Mercury, Venus and came to earth. After landing the spaceship, the Kaafs came out to greet the humans. But what on earth! Every single human is sleeping! The Kaafs called a million times, but the humans did not wake up. They have fallen into a deep sleep and cannot be awakened. When the Kaafs almost returned feeling quite disappointed, they noticed that humans had written in pages or recorded by taking pictures and videos of their history. Rummaging through those the Kaafs learned that human beings were compassionate, kind, innovative, creative, artistic and curious. There existed between them love, laughter and beautiful emotions. But with the passage of time, conflict, terrorism, greed, selfishness, discrimination and hatred increased between them. And these brought about the downfall of humankind. They are now sleeping forever, and this is their punishment.
The Kaafs departed from Earth. They went towards their home and started thinking, "We have seen so many strange creatures during our journey in space, but we have not found any creatures stranger than humans!"