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Location: Former human homeworld, 2.4.8

Log Recorder: Nuahm of Addouu

The humans are gone. By gone I mean disappeared. They vanished oUt of thin aiR, every record, every trade deaL, every single item originating from their homeworld. Gone.

Even them.

Their planet, their solar system. That entire edge of the galaxy, trimmed away from existence. A black square of void, an even stretch of light years upon light years of space. Gone.

Many report having experienced loss of memory, or trouble recollecting what happened between star dates 117233.6 and 117233.8. One hour. In exactly one hour an entire part of our galaxy disappeared right under our noses. To add to that, extremely horrifying idea, I must mention and bring to attention that this lack of our edge of space’s most vital trading partner, was not noticed for approx FIVE of my home planet’s rotations around our star. Five. (Note: one rotation translates to two halves of Earth’s Sol rotations) The only reason anyone would have noticed was due to the Eloi’stkuuh’tgaunboteon, or as many species have taken to nickname them, Nun’cyna

The Nun’cyna are the only ones who remain unaffected by whatever erased the Human’s from this plane of existence. (Note: That even Nun’cyna hybrids with neighboring kin species remain semi-aware of Humanity’s former presence in the galaxy.) This species notified the Collective Whole the moment they noticed something was wrong. Or that’s what they’re telling the reporters. Perhaps it is a translation error, but they do keep mentioning something. The translators often title that something as Giaginae. As if we’re supposed to know what Giaginae is. 

The Nun’cyna have taken it upon themselves to tear through every piece of historical media the older space traveling civilizations have. No one’s taken to stopping them yet, there’s no reason to, really. Not when even the Nun’cyna are forgetting what they’re looking for with every new generation. Eventually this.. Bigger problem will come to an end, a blip forgotten within the texts of Time. Perhaps it is better that way, to remain ignorant of whatever is powerful enough to devour an entire expanse of space.

 After all, as we humans say, Ignorance is bliss.