The Cycrots were famous through the galaxy. Yes, the galaxy. They were the ones who always came whenever something happened. They saved everyone. They were powerful.

And so were our enemies.

The Tophykians.

They were ancient races who had been attacking and threatening every single planet, and every single living creature.

Compared to them, the Cycrots may have been... Nothing.

They fought. They fought as much as they can. However, they were, indeed, nothing compared to them.

The remaining Cycrots fled to their home Cycrotiao. Little did they know that their homes were long gone, destroyed by the Tophykians during the battle. They had lost their own homes while trying to save ours.

That's why they had created the stronghold.

In a small, abandoned planet - Exotion. Exotion was one of the Cycrotiao's moons, but after the planet was destroyed, it drifted off, since there was no more gravity to make it stay in one place.

Fifty two hundred years.

That's how long the stronghold was used as refuge for both the Cycrots and the survivors of our planet.

Fifty two hundred years, and the Tophykians were still destroying and searching for us.

Nobody knew why, and nobody was sure if they even wanted to know the reason either.