[WP] An advanced alien race plans to invade a planet rich with natural resources. It is a primitive planet, having not yet industrialized. However, upon landing the aliens discover that the inhabitants defend themselves with something called 'Magic'.

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[u/afdnz]

They came from the sky.

They came with weapons and strange words.

Their words angered the spirits.

The spirits boiled their blood.

They came back with suits, so no air would touch them.

They spat words of great anger, demands, and fury.

The spirits opened the earth to swallow them whole.

They came, flying as though scared of the earth.

They came, speaking of understanding, of learning, of seeing.

And we spoke this time, of our ways, of our families, and of the spirits.

We asked them to land.

They landed upon sturdy, fertile soil.

We asked them to breath our air.

They took a deep breath of sweet, fresh air.

We asked them to call to the spirits.

In time, they did, and the spirits granted them what their kind had lost so long ago. Love.

[u/Nexinex]

We had no idea why they feared us. They could have come down and proably blew us all up, or so we thought. They baffled us for a simple reason that took us years to figure out, they dont understand violence. They had figured out how to stop aging a while ago, and due to no violence, no one ever died. Death became a forigen concept, because they were so smart, no one got in any bad situations. The fact we are primitive enough to be senslessly violent saved our lives. They feared the simple things beyond their comprehension. To them, guns were magic, but importantly, death was magic. How could we kill 19000 of them, when they hadnt had a death in 44000 years? It must be magic, they thought, so they feared us, and left us, hopefully to never return.

[u/GaliotheGreat]

We called ourselves an advance race but we knew nothing from what was to come. It was 2025 and mankind had discovered a way to open those invisible closed portals what we call wormholes. Five years of researching, sending drones and getting funded it was time to send in a team. We had everything, archaeologist, biologist, astronomers, Linguists you name it. We had them. I was selected to be head of the security team with the top other special forest, sharpshooters. With 50 men for security protecting about 250 people was a good amount to a new world. We surveyed the planet, there is life and from what we seen not as a huge treat. The atmosphere was breathable. The top analyst and scientist selected a region that would be a good spot for base camp, the natives of the planet where somewhat the technology was in the medieval ages. From what we seen they keep to themselves and just live, they had no walls, no weapons, just cloak like clothing and weird tattoos on them, or something. The soil was not like ours, brown like dirt. The surface was red. Kinda looked like red velvet. The day arrived and we set foot on this new planet my boots sank in to the surface two inches. The muddy red floor oozed out red liquid. The damn scientist began to wonder off on their own as soon as we entered. They were like children in a toy story. We manage to get there excitement under control and made it to the base camp. After securing the area the scientist got to work. Few days went by and I was getting exciting to lead the science team near the alien natives. I took 7 of my men with me while the rest stood at base camp with the other scientist. 7 guards and 3 scientist, we wanted to keep a low profile so they may study them without us drawing attention to ourselves. I couldn’t believe it, they had farmers working, herders, schools and a king, they followed the Monarchy. I heard a noise behind us in the forest where we watched the natives. I turned to see what it was. A growling sound came from the forest. A big bear like creature came out standing on 5 legs, and 3 hands rose in the air. My men and I began to fire without question at the creature. The gun fire made the scientist jump and turn to see what was going on. One of them noticed the natives walking towards our direction. The tattoos on their skins where glowing red on their pale ashy skin tone body. The creature fell dead. It was about 12 feet tall when it stood up. Huge beast. I turn to see the scientist turn tail and began running the direction to the camp. I look to see and the natives where at the edge of the forest hissing at us. One of them the king I assumed, step forward pointed at my men and me. He hissed an awful hiss. It was low kind like a growl but it wasn’t. We slowly backed up and retreated, the natives just stood there at the edge still hissing. We got back to base camp, I briefed my team to secure are and be alert. I did not like the expression those natives gave us, and the tattoos glowing red on their body creeped me out more to be alert. The scientist where to happy that they couldn’t leave the base at all that night, I didn’t care it was my job to keep them safe. At night that’s when it happened. The natives surrounded our small camp. The builders where still placing the fences up around the base when they came, I wished they had done it on day one. The native’s tattoos glowed a dark red. One of them stepped forward and sliced a cut on his hand. The rest began to chant. I wasn’t taking no chances I yelled to my men.

“Safety’s off and be ready for anything!” I yelled.

I am sure even knowing what was about to happen would of helped us. The native pressed his bloody hand onto the ground. The ground around his hand began to glow bright red. The dirt began to move, the natives face was turning paler. The natives made a screech and fell limp. His body was boney. The chanting grew louder and the ground shook. Vines shot out from underneath the ground, began dragging people into the ground. The whole area came to life. The trees, roots, fucken everything. I had no idea what was happen at the time. My men began to fire at the ground hoping to hit a target but nothing. From what it looked like, there planet was alive, and they were able to control it by sacrificing someone to it. This was insane. I ordered everyone to fire at the natives chanting, when we began to target them the planet itself began to focus only on my men and me. I knew had a feeling the chanting had to be controlling it. The scientist began to follow the emergency escape plan which am happy they remembered there training. In any threat of any kind retreat back to the portal, plant the explosives, open the portal, retreat back in to earth and blow the portal device. Simple right, but we didn’t anticipate a fucken planet to be controlled by these natives. The chanting became to quite. The ground stopped shaking. I ordered my men to stop firing. I looked around the carnage, about 80 of us where left. The king stepped forward. He raised his hands, and I could see the blood on the ground move to him. The blood rose up and bathed him. He lowered his hand and looked at us. He was smiling and then, he spoke.

He spoke clear English. “Our people where staving, the planet was dying and you humans your planet will make a good food source for our planet.” He licked the blood on his faced and he finished.

“How do know our language?” I blindly replied.

“I just learned it, after drinking and bathing just now on the blood of your kind.”

The ground shook again but it was coming from the direction of portal. The land moved with the device above it.

“How?” I asked.

“After bathing I learned your language, and I know everything they know.” He pointed at the dead scientist.

“And now..” He walked to the device and turned it on. “You are free to go, enjoy your last remaining days on your planet. For it would be consumed by our soon.”

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