The Draco are a 4th density negative reptilian race from another dimension. They have a stronghold in the Orion constellation.
The Draco rely on human loosh to sustain themselves. They park and cloak their craft over battlefields as people are dying en masse in order to collect loosh.[1]
They recieve their names upon reaching the “age of awareness.” This is the age in which they are aware of the station or position they are destined to fulfill. At this time, they choose or allow someone to choose their name. This name includes the position they hold as well as several personally chosen letters.[2]
The ruling caste is beige or tan in color. They cannot lead until they have gone through metamorphosis and develop wings. Few of them have working wings; most are small vestigial wings that resemble the wings of bats.[2] They mark their servants and slaves with a musky, urine-like mist.[3][4] They are absolutely infested with nanites. These nanites vaporized the bodies of dead royals. These royals fear and serve Extradimensional (ED) Overlords, who are responsible for the ET/ED Artificial Intelligence, which is their ally.
The Draco “work with or use other etheric beings as tools or etheric technology to control people and other ETs that are in their Federation Alliance.”[5]
The Draco have been abducting and consuming people for the last 6,000 years; at least that's when the situation escalated. The Draco consider children a delicacy, although they will eat humans of any age.[6]Children lack nicotine, caffeine, and other environmental pollutants.[7] Their preference is female children with blond hair and blue eyes.[6]
The Dracos have been in our solar system for 375,000 years. The Dracos tried to engineer humans without a pineal gland, but benevolent ETs reinstalled it.
The Draco tried to take over Mars around 1991, but the humans, allied with the two native Mars species, kicked them out through their vastly superior military force.
The Draconian Federation Alliance aims to recruit beings who are also negatively polarized and to and enslave those who are not polarized service-to-self. They “conquer planetary mind/body/spirit social complexes before they reach the stage of achieving social memory.”[1]
There are a very few third density, a majority of fourth density, a similarly large number of fifth density, and very few sixth-density entities comprising this organization. Their power matches that of the Confederation. Their numbers are one-tenth of theirs as the problem of spiritual entropy causes them to experience constant disintegration of their social memory complexes. They have “constant difficulty because of the concept of separation which is implicit in the manifestations of the service to self which involve power over others. This weakens and eventually disintegrates the energy collected by such mind/body/spirit complexes who call the Orion group and the social memory complexes which comprise the Orion group.”[2]
They have a major stronghold in the constellation of Orion. They have had a presence in our solar system for about 375,000 years.[3] They have a battle group stationed near the Trapezium cluster.[4]
The Draco are a group of six different reptilian humanoid species. They have genetically intermingled so much that each of the six is actually a different gender, and they “trend” from male to female. These different “genders” can look like different species. “The master race is white and twelve to thirteen feet tall. Another high-ranking group is sable-black. The warrior caste has wings and [mahogany] scales. They're smaller and less muscular than the others. Others have skin that is a combination of tan and green scales.” The royal whites “traveled throughout the galaxy, looking for other humanoid groups that evolved out of reptilian life. Everywhere they found this life, they infiltrated, mixed their DNA together with them, and brought them into their Empire.” They are very warlike and have been largely defeated throughout the galaxy already. Our Local Cluster is one of the only places left where they can live. They are utterly dependent upon our loosh for their survival.