Frigikyros

WIP

Planetary Data
Frigikyros is a rogue planet wandering around outside of multiple galaxies. It was once a charring hot planet where temperatures of 55 degrees Celcius (131 Degrees F) on the surface.

Its catastrophe occurs when a supergiant approaches the planets' solar system, knocking the planet off orbit. Slowly, the planet is quickly beginning to cool as the oxygen in the atmosphere is condensing into snow as everything slows to a minimum. Hardly anything moves here anymore now.

Ruins of a lost civilization conjure on this lost planet. It looks like the natives here have a long way to go in terms of technology, despite being bombarded with more advanced species before according to the archives of its former glory. That event causes many archives observing them to now change them from their former name (Avalith) to the planet name we know today: Frigikyros.

Inhabitants
The Frigidytes (once called Avalithians) are massive titans that once dominated this planet, sporting a rhomboid head two large feet and roughly miniature arms. Most of them are obstinate, being willing to protect their planet from a constant stream of foreigners that want to profit out of their endless supply of coal. When not protecting, they are more modest in each other to even care for other families but have a bitter distrust on foreigners even the more friendly ones that wanted to protect them from coal thieves. Now they look roughly the same ice statue of a famous ruler as the snow collected expands on them.

Despite their "unpreparedness" for such a one in a one hundred thousand event, their high internal body heat protects the bodies from the sudden cooling, as well as the formation of what it called an "ice armor" with the cost of proper movement. This armor keeps the inhabitants from fully freezing, causing the body to preserve the little energy and oxygen it has left lasting them an additional three decades more to their formally six. Their firey eye is the only body part that can be fully mobile being able to observe everything of their now ruined world.

The future of the Frigidytes is becoming to, if not already becoming banal as their inability to move anywhere haunts them for the rest of their lives. Some of the more stubborn natives have been longing to revert to their daily lives while most of them abandon their hope and forgot everything about the past as the attempts of adapting is futile for them. As of now, the thieves are willing to make billions by Native-napping the Frigidytes thanks to a little atmosphere this planet now has and the armor being able to withstand room temperature for a long time.