[ FF ] `` The weapon that won the war '' ( Feedback for every response . ) 400 words or less .

I do n't write sci-fi, so here goes. 
 
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 No one knew what the universe was in for when the Galactic Enclave unveiled its creation of a new super weapon: the flux disruptor. A rifle-like instrument that weighed only several pounds, characterized by the thousands of mini-coils that surrounded its body, and the spinning cube in the very heart of the weapon. As its name stated, the flux disruptor warped the nature of physics itself and would destroy the atomic bonds of anything within the radius of half a meter. The videos portraying the results of the weapon were devastating. One pulse would cause your body to collapse inwards due to the lack of force holding it together. Your tissues would seemingly melt together and drip onto the ground. Even a Class-A Dreadnought could not withstand several shots of a flux disruptor. Barriers, shields, and reinforced hulls disintegrated as the matter around them morphed into what could be described as a semi-liquid plasma that passed through any surface. The flux disruptor was a new class of weapon entirely on its own. Its technology so advanced that it surpassed plasma and radiation class weapons. 
 
 The Galactic Enclave mass produced and distributed these weapons to their soldiers, and in only a few solar months, they decimated all who stood in their path to universal domination. They first went after the L ’ yrzh S ’ zie Sector, home to the toughest warrior species in the known universe. The Kyrzh ’ ntie race were unprepared for the sudden attack, and found themselves exist within a solar week. Many other species attempted to fight back. Hell, they even joined forces, but eventually the Enclave picked them off one by one. The loss was staggering for enemies of the Galactic Enclave. My planet peacefully surrendered. We weren ’ t a violent or fighting species. We were scientists, engineers, researchers. We only fought for knowledge. Surrender was our only logical option to preserve our existence, and we chose right. The Enclave left us to our own devices, provided that we offer tribute to them so that they could sustain themselves. What else could we do? It was either that or face death via molecular failure. 

