As man spread into space we found ruins of other races. Many ended from normal reasons.

Some
ruined worlds were victims of war. Some had died out in shelters after what was likely an
environmental collapse. Others had mounds of ash and sealed off areas. The warnings of a plague.

Then there was the other ones. Worlds where everyone just died at once. Words of mass suicides.
Then places humanity won't write about. Places the government nuked out of existence. These were
far to common.

When they attacked us we were surprisingly ready. They came from an a place trapped between
dimensions. They came to experience a physical form. They were curious but quickly went mad from
the experience. Mankind was at war and we are not winning or loosing.