The Toiran are a race of organic minded machines. As their body parts wore from age, they were gradually replaced with their mechanical counterparts. And so, piece by piece, the Toiran species changed, until it was no longer recognized as a “species” in its most fundamental of senses.

Their bodies, once flesh and blood, were gradually replaced with steel and machinery, eventually removing any possibility of organic reproduction. Even their minds were not left unchanged, as their brains were eventually replaced with their computer equivalents—only mechanized and, therefore, more efficient.

In this way, they were to become the race known as the Toiran, but after centuries of existence, their original members became few. Though old age was never the cause of a Toiran ’s death, the natural disasters of the universe ever dwindled their numbers. And since their metal bodies did not allow for reproduction—save the construction of the mindless robots to toil below them—their species is but the remainder of an old and dying race…

But it was their need to survive that lead them to become masters of their motives: the production of order and efficiency. Their endless task to rebuild and reconstruct leads only to their selflessly communal desire to organize and to, therefore, live on. Their metal bodies are but vessels for their cause, as their constant expansion is marked only by mutual growth and prosperity of their friends and allies.