Fiction:Attero Dominatus

=Overview= This fiction covers the slave revolt of the Tyranny, which will bring it down to it's knees. It is open to all empires from tier 1-5, however you will have to ask GreatDestroyer12 about tier 0s.

Rules
The rules are just no belittling of any fictions unless it is agreed upon or said fiction is your own mook fiction. Superweapon use is fine, and big fleets are fine, just make sure to tell GD12 first.

Participants

 * GreatDestroyer12 (Participant, Administrator and Creator)
 * Drakodominatus Tyranny
 * United Free Peoples Coalition


 * Kesh109 (Participant)
 * Khilai Empire


 * Ghelae (Participant)
 * Apalos


 * Wormulon (Participant)
 * Delpha Coalition of Planets
 * Cephalodian Imperium


 * Ecoraptor3339 (Participant)
 * Imperium of War
 * Waptoria Alliance of Species


 * Zetabits1 (Participant)
 * NOVA Alliance


 * Zillafire101 (Participant)
 * Federation of Glory


 * Glynn Tarant (Participant)
 * Volver Empire


 * OperationMarines (Participant)
 * Drodo Empire


 * Patriot868 (Participant)
 * The Hegemony


 * TheBuldier (Participant)
 * United Federation of Species


 * Aeoneoantrix (Participant)
 * Aeoneonatrix Empire


 * Zepp95 (Participant)
 * Aestrom Republic
 * Khazard Imperial Order


 * Sporeraptor (Participant)
 * Troodontid Empire


 * TheClanden (Participant)
 * Lazeroth Unity


 * Jepardi (Participant)
 * Thérenian Dominion


 * Aquilo (Participant)
 * Sindar Dominion


 * MatthewMosley (Participant)
 * United Lanat Empire


 * Lord Raydon (Participant)
 * ICIS


 * OfficerJackal (Participant)
 * New Federal Vilerg Council


 * Monet (Participant)
 * Draconid Imperium
 * Andomredan Galactic Commonwealth


 * Zmr56 (Participant)
 * Comet Republic


 * LotG (Participant)
 * Crispy's Insurrection


 * Technobliterator (Participant)
 * Unified Nation of Otzello
 * Borealis Consortium Network


 * Captain Tybusen (Participant)
 * Tybusen Intergalactic Allied Federation
 * Levisala Confederacy


 * Needles 10 (Participant)
 * N'haoluinates


 * TheImperios (Participant)
 * New Tertamian Alliance


 * Cyrannian (Participant)
 * Antediluvian


 * Spriggs088
 * Iron Systems Federation

=Faction Overview=

What this is
The point of the Faction Overview is for you to put your faction here, a summary of them, what they are doing with respect to the war, and their purpose. After that, add their tier level (to any level of specificity you want).

Factions
Drakodominatus Tyranny = The Drakodominatus Tyranny is the central faction in this war, and is a total totalitarian dictatorship that uses countless slaves. It is currently in the midst of a golden age; however, during this slave revolt, this will end as it is pushed to it's limits. The Tyranny is at a time like never before, with countless systems, slaves, ships and technologies, and only time will tell if this leads to even more expansion or an even more violent implosion. The Tyranny's goal in this war is to weather the slave revolt and reclaim everything they lost. Tier Level = Low Tier 1 Drodo Empire = The Drodo Empire is a mid/late tier 3 empire that are arch enemies with the Dominatus. They are currently assisting the slaves with peacekeeping operations in former warzones, and as well as more direct assistence in the war effort. Tier Level = 3.3 Crispy's Insurrection = Crispy's Insurrection are a political group within the which bids for more diplomatic ideals. They would rather not fight as a force themselves, they would prefer to either settle disputes with peace or truces, or use other factions to their will through their manipulating ways. They are currently working for a diplomatic stand-down between slaves and Dominatus forces in order to reduce the death toll. Tier Level = High Tier 2 Lazeroth Unity = The Lazeroth Unity is a coalition of Lazeroth tribes located in the Andromeda galaxy. They have, until recently, been disrupting the Tyranny's war machine in any way they could through guerrilla tactics. Now that the insurrection is underway, they are openly involved in aiding the slaves to rid themselves of their former masters. Tier level = 3.4 Sindar Dominion= The Sindar Dominion is a mid tier 3 nation located in the Milky Way. They are aiding slave resistance groups on key Dominatus fringe worlds in an attempt to bring in the freed worlds to the Dominion. Tier Level = Tier 3.6 The Comet Republic = The Comet Republic are here to claim revenge as the Tyranny betrayed their alliance together and attacked the AGC. They also hope to show off their new military prowess and gain a few allies from the event. Feeling a bit useless to the AGC, the Comet shall be giving the AGC aid. Tier Level = 3.3 Draconid Imperium= A potential rival of the Tyranny. The seeks to capitalise on the slave revolt in Andromeda with the eyes of its nobles and senators set squarely on the Tyranny's loosening assets. While officially they are saying nothing on the issue, beneath the surface they secretly collaborate with the rebels through spies and saboteurs, believing the Tyranny is a bad example of an empire and desire to ruin it and sieze the losses for their own gains. Tier level = Tier 2.1 ICIS= The Imperial Confederacy of Independent Systems is a Tier 4 empire located primarily in the Borealis Galaxy. The ICIS' Admiral Kiznad had discovered slave rebels seeking a way to escape Tyranny space. After leading the slaves to the nearest ICIS colony, he made it clear with the Senate that joining the war with the Tyranny alongside the Aeoneonatrix Empire (alongside other factions) would be in best interest. While the Senate disagreed, they have allowed the giving of weapons and ships to slave revolt as well as officially supporting the revolt.

=Prelude to War=

Tyranny Ascendant
It was a golden age for the Drakodominatus Tyranny. New worlds were being conquered every second, their domain was constantly being expanded, their technological omnipotence grew, their slave population ballooned, and more and more colossal ships were added to it's fleet at every instant. Abaddon Heimdall looked at the screens which reflected the massive growth of the Tyranny, and each graph showed utterly exponential growth, something that put other civilizations in the First Gigaquadrant to shame. In Andromeda, the Tyranny was a growing military power, capable of challenging the AGC, and Abaddon Heimdall thought, winning. In the Milky Way, they had "defeated" a Tier 0 AI with the DCP and were now ravaging the natives as part of a giant chess plan. In the Bunsen Galaxy, their massive fleets stood there, expanding relentlessly while poised to perform a battleplan to gain dominance over it. In Borealis, they expanded in each direction, conquering sector after sector in the name of the Tyranny and giving native powers a fright. In Cyrannus, they were equals in designing ship with the Galactic Empire of Cyrannus while expanding their own dominion in each direction. In the Quadrants, they expanded relentlessly, subjugating countless empires. And back home in the Mirus Galaxy, they made countless new weapons of war and expanded their burgeoning empire.

The Hundred Trillionth Slave
Tyrant Abaddon Heimdall looked at the screens that represented the amount of slaves he had, and he was truly astounded. Right on that day, the Tyranny had conquered another world, and that had finally brought it's slave population to exactly 100 trillion. This was monumental as that expanded the rate at which work could be done by an incredible amount, leading to the productive capacity of the Tyranny increasing by an exponential rate, seeing as even though they were transitioning to Stellar Foundries, Black Hole Forges, and Quantum Replicators, most of their industry was still rather primitive. These new slaves were churning out countless ships in unnatural amounts, made possible by their control chips, of manual labor, to use machinery to put these massive implements of war together.

This was accompanied with much success in the overseer program, and each branch of the overseers had been massively scaled up to be able to supervise and drive the slaves to levels of productivity never before though possible. The overseers would never revolt, being genetically loyal to their Dominatus overlords and though numerous, represented one of the most potent and elite land forces in the Gigaquadrant, being armed with some of the best equipment in the Gigaquadrant as well. The overseers also conquered new planets, spreading the Tyranny throughout voids of space in order to grow the massive empire. The Tyranny was at it's peak.

The Billionth Warship
The problem with the navy of the Tyranny had always been, since it's inception, the lack of ships that it could put out. This owed itself to the colossal size of each ship, meaning that more resources had to invested in them. This however, was ameliorated by a single, brutal method, having more worlds, and having a better production capacity. Helping greatly in the creation of these warships was the assault on the AGC station Deep Core, which gave the Tyranny a supermassive black hole's accretion disk as a resources base from which to build it's ships, as well as a template to copy for supermassive black hole's throughout the Tyranny, which helped in this construction.

Every second of every minute of every hour of every day, new ships were pumped out in the hellish foundries of the Tyranny, be it from the Geoengineering of day's past, the new stellar foundries which were being built, or even the new black hole forges and the massive amount of quantum replicators that were being used. Helping this ensemble of death was the utterly massive Cerberus Class Devourers, in use by both the Junction and the Tyranny in order to consume worlds and to produce fleets from the digested material of planets. This massive set was what created a billion ships for the Tyranny, a billion ships for subjugation. The Tyranny was at it's peak.

The Millionth System
Tyrant Abaddon Heimdall looked at the screen which showed the amount of systems the Tyranny had, and the massive number had just reached a million, across all the galaxies in the Gigaquadrant as well as quite a few systems in other universes, which was made possible through a daring prison raid on Forgeworld 13 in the ISF and getting the reward of incredible knowledge in the area of dimensions and interdimensional travel. The shadow of the Tyranny engulfed the First Gigaquadrant as more worlds were put under the banner of the red fist. The ruthless robotic expeditionary forces crushed all resistance and expanded at an incredible rate in all directions.

The orchestra of doom of the Tyranny, made solely to benefit their Dominauts masters at the expense of everyone else, the apparatus of destruction of the Tyranny, carried itself through countless different sectors in every galaxy in the Gigaqudrant and was able to take over any world that stood in it's path. The robots continued on with their protocols, conquering new worlds as reports of more subjugated peoples flooded the graph. The Tyranny was of a massive extent. The Tyranny was at it's peak.

The Thousandth Technology
The technology of the Tyranny advanced at an incredibly rapid rate, if almost on a curve, arguably much faster than any faction in the First Gigaquadrant. New deals being made and technology being made by the installations made it so that there was a constant influx of new technologies. The new paradigm shifts that led to megastructural engineering being possible were present in Installation 2, as new murderous instruments of destruction were created by the secretive place. Materials engineering was making breakthroughs every moment and had a new product called quantum armor (quantum crystalline armor). Power generation increased exponentially and interdimensional travel was made possible by dealings with the ISF.

Similarly, weapons technology increased as weapons of war that made use of Neuman Entropy, Joint Quantum Entropy, Cosmic String Loops, and even pure math being harnessed for destructive purposes were made. Each Installation pumped out incredible weapons of war, made to subjugate other empires, and their productive capacity only increased with the massive amount of factories of all kinds being built within the empire. On aggregate, the Tyranny bordered on the tier 1 line, it's different technologies jointly advancing at incredible rates. The Tyrannt was at it's peak.

The One Dominatus
However, Abaddon was even more overjoyed ,much more than by the science or extrauniversal conquest, by the fact that the birth of his only son was happening, and was in the theatre where he saw the egg start cracking. An entire systems worth of resources had been invested in this bioengineering project in order to improve the Dominatus even further. It first started with the selective breeding that Dominatus already had in their genes, which led Angrus Mortarius, the strongest Dominatus Alpha, and Medusa Heimdall, his daughter and the smartest Dominatus Omega, to breed together.

Scientists had been studying the baby and engineering the egg every day from the time it was conceived. In fact, right after procreation had been discovered to be successful, the egg was taken out and put in the Tyranny's top installation for biological engineering and given the resources of a super weapon as some of the brightest minds in the Tyranny worked on him. It was like this for the entire time that he was being created, and he developed on special algorithms and on special nutrients being given to him by the scientists while he was in the egg.creat Delguian both fired their strongest powers at the baby, arguably enough energy to raze entire cities. This however, was carefully engineered by the Tyranny so as to create a giant imbalance that would gift the baby with incredible essence, that is if it didn't kill him.

The baby hung in limbo, its first experience in life being death, as it's conciousness struggled with the most powerful essence and anti essence use ever made in the Tyranny. The scientists were not sure of the results, having predicted a 99.99999999% of this not working and killing the baby, however Medusa and Angrus pushed forwards with it, and it appeared that the baby was about to die. However, the baby's internal strength, of sprit and of body meant that he was able to gather the essence from the imbalance and the amount by which his essence increased was more than could ever have been predicted by the charts. Though he had almost died, it had succeeded beyond expectations. He was the first Dominatus Ultima, and he was named by his two loving parents Castigon Mortarius. The Tyranny was at it's peak.

The Eternal Empire
Tyrant Abaddon Heimdall went up the steps of the capital city and ascended to the Spire of Oratory, 1000 meters above the ground, where he stood perched over 100,000 or so Dominatus soldiers prepared for war. He ascended to the spire, flanked by his daughter, Medusa Heimdall, Administrator of the Andromedan Territories and Heir to the Throne, and by his son in law, Angrus Mortarius, Archon of the Guard and began a speech.

''We stand at a crossroads here today, which determines the fate upon which our race will embark for the entirety of our existence. We are at a position stronger than any part of our history. We stand at a place where our military combines the lights of science and technology in order to prove to the universe why the Dominatus are the greatest! We stand at a time, where out ships can blot out the son in order to cast our baleful glare on all those who seek to oppose us. We stand at a time, when the energies we call upon in order to wage war match the galaxy itself. We stand at a technological renaissance that has continued from our inception as our brightest minds harness the most elemental forces of the universe for our needs. We stand at a time when we are present in each galaxy in the Gigaquadrant and are present in 13 different universes!''

''We are truly a power like no other, we have tamed the most primal of elements of the universe, the energy of stars and black holes, the concept of mathematics itself in order to further our goals. We have the abilities of gods, as Dominatus do! Each day, more and more of our hatchlings are born, including my grandson Castgion Mortarius, who will inherit a Great Tyranny and work to make it Greater. The Dominatus scour each corner of the multiverse and each corner of the Gigaquadrant for the ability to bring it to it’s one true purpose, to serve us. We shall fight in Mirus, in Cyrannus, in the Quadrants, in Kraw, in Andromeda, in the Milky Way, in Bunsen, in Borealis, and across the multiverse for the Tyranny. We will not stop in our quest to harness the powers of the multiverse and subjugate it to the will of the Tyranny.''

''This is why we will declare war on the Andromeda Galalctic Commonwealth, the worms who sit upon a throne made out of their decaying ideals who through sheer force of universal stupidity have ascended to be the rulers of Andromeda. These people who espouse the ideals that the Drakodominauts stand staunchly against, those of stagnancy and stupidity must be taught a lesson in the ways of conquest and empire building. They have insulted our nation by attacking us when he held Deep Core, and they only pushed us back because we sent only a small force. One man alone, Angrus Mortarius killed many of their finest, and almost killed their leader before a bomb that we had placed accidentally knocked him out. They took him prisoner in this and we were forced to engage in a tribunal to get him out.'

'''Now he promises you the heads of all those who stood against him, of Uriel Ultanos the Worm King, Tyraz Breek, the Demon Child, and Jahric, the Great Rat himself. The battle in front of us will not be an easy one, but through the strength of our Dominatus, the fire in our hearts, the magic of our technology, and the fact that we are superior, we will prevail. We are at a point in our time when we have had more resources than ever before to do whatever we please, we are at a crossroads whether we decide whether the Tyranny sinks into the abyss of stagnancy or ascends to true greatness, and we have the power to change our fate.''

''It is because of this, that we will do what has to be done, as our fleets blot the skies, as our superweapons destroy systems, as the Dominatus take worlds for themselves, that we will win. We will win because we are the greatest, we will win because the Dominauts are the smartest, the strongest, and the most powerful of any race. We will fulfill our destiny, and the Tyranny will conquer. Now we build an eternal omnipotent and omnipresent civilization that will echo for time and space. Tyranny Eternal!''

The Ties That Bind
Installation 7 was amuck with Dominatus going everywhere as they looked at the outputs of the algorithms.

Dominatus 1 - That isn't possible, the outputs are asymptomatically approaching the threshold point, even though nothing happened to us in recent years in terms of events.

Dominatus 2 - ''It's not asymptomatically reaching it anymore, the rate of growth is actually increasing, a few more iterations and we will be at threshold point."

Dominatus 1 - That would imply a temporary failure of all our AI systems, which now comprises just about everything we have, a day long shut down at least.

Dominatus 2 - The quantum algorithms are designed to handle the threshold number though, all that could trigger spontaneous failure would have been a hyperspatial gamma ray burst at this point in the system some while ago, and that didn't happen.

Little did they know that exactly a few months before, the DCP had detonated a hyperspace star in their general sector and that even though the hyperspace star did not actually touch the installation, the hyperspatial gamma ray burst hit exactly one point out of countless ones in the system.

Dominatus 1 - No, the output reads differently than from the scenario that is needed to work, and we can't shut this down

Dominatus 2 - Holt Shit.

Both Dominatus looked at each other with an "Oh Shit" face and contemplated on the possibilities.

Dominatus 1 - There is nothing we can do, update the logs of the Tyrant to show the impending failure of all electronic systems

Dominatus 2 - ''Algorithm adjusted so it happens in waves, this means that the colonies closest to this installation will suffer the effects first, rather than others.

Dominatus 1 - I hope the Tyrant can save us

At that, the first blasts started traveling, towards the massive Tannhauser Gates to be spread to the outermost colonies, it was only a matter of time.

Abaddon's Fall
The news travelled rather quickly to Abaddon Heimdall, as his database was updated, although the electronic failure had not happened yet. Though still receiving much applause from the Dominatus, his complexion instantly turned pale as he received the grim news, and he merely stared at the ships in the sky and the distant worlds of the Tyranny. He looked for a split instant at his dominion, mere seconds passing as the entire history of building his empire flashed before his eyes. Some say that when one is about to die, their entire life flashes before their eyes, many decades compressed into a few seconds. Abaddon's life was his empire, and his empire's death meant his own.

The entire history of the Tyranny flashed before him, from when he was born during their Middle Ages to his prescence as the Tyrant during their planet bound state. The massive suffering in the Unification Wars as well as the sadness at the monstrous virus that the Kantus Family unleashed. He remembered the Tyranny becoming spacefaring and becoming a tier 5 nation with it's first few first contacts where they subjugated alien races. He remembered the first sectoral wars of conquest they had as a tier 4 nation along with the production of the mark 1s when they were tier 3. He remembered the first thousand systems they acquired, the first ten thousand, the first hundred thousand, and the first million. He remembered the ascent to tier 2, faster than any civilization before, and the expansion of his dominion. He remembered crossing the Tier 1 and Million System border, cementing the strength of the Tyranny. Most of all however, he remembered his grandson, Castigon, and his daughter, Medusa.

He heard a psychic cry that pervaded itself throughout the entirety planet, that came from his son Castigon, and then he pondered what would happen next, what he would do to preserve his empire and bring the Dominatus to greater heights. He pondered on these questions for what seemed to be countless eternities though they were only split seconds. It was the mind of a man who had conquered a million systems and brought a civilization to tier 1. However, in face of this, he could only do so much and first tried to motivate his people.

Even faced with any problem, the Tyranny will conquer, for we are Dominatus, and we are ...

At that, he suffered spontaneous organ failure, though he should not have died of old age at that point in time, but the stresses of what he had to deal with and the bad new eventually, subconsciously got hold of him, and he fell dead, from the kilometer tall tower, to the base of the plaza in plain sight. The Tyrant was dead, he had fallen.

Restoring Equilibrium
The crowd looked away, shocked at the sight of what had happened. All of them, though elite Dominatus frontline soldiers, who had civilized systems and killed millions by themselves were aghast at what had happened. However, as per procedure, pre made burial apparatus from him was shown, him having planned what to do with his body in event of death, and soon, Dominauts war steeds were hauling a massive palace chariot across the streets of Demogorgon Prime, where the body was wrapped in molten gold to be preserved forever. It was dragged, through the solemn crowds of Dominatus to the Eternal Palace of Tyrants, where he was put to rest.

Medusa stood alone in her room, not wanting to face the situation, and constantly losing her temper. She sat there contemplating if this was just a nightmare, as she was not ready to take an empire on by her own. All her diplomatic efforts had ended in failure, a trail of ashes, and the Tyranny would probably be the same, however as she paced, Angrus came into her room.

Angrus - I know it is hard, but we have problems, and we need you

Medusa - What can i do, everything i have done has turned to ash, i can't have this responsibility right now

Angrus - I have faith in you dear, and you must bear the burden, you will bring us to supremacy

Medusa - ''I guess ... you're right''

Medusa ascended the tower of orators and couldn't first speak, choking on her words.

Medusa *silently* - I can't do this

Angrus *silently* - You must, you are the Tyrant

However before Medusa began to speak, she was interrupted by the Dominatus on the ground who crescendoed and repeated the same lines over and over, as if in a chant.

Dominatus - Hail Tyrant Medusa, Long Life to The Tyrant

=The Storm Breaks Loose=

A Leader Among Slaves
Gorvek, a Kroogvon operative was airdroppped on the outskirts of a Dominatus slave camp. Activating a hologram his implants, which enhanced his legs and arms, were hidden. After landing he made his way towards the camp.

Command - ''Operative your orders are clear. Finf a resistance leader and support them however you can.'' Gorvek - Understood...

He reached the very edge of the camp, holographically disguised as a Tyranny slave, and he goes through the camp, merely seeing zombie like slaves go about their business. However, he eventually notices what appear to be small whispers coming from a forest close to him. Gorvek appraches the forest, he prepared himself, wary of anything that could ambush him, and he goes to a tree where the whisper seems to be emanating from and through his impants, notices it is hollow. He decides to check it out and knocks at the door, asking to get in.

Gorvek - Hello? ??? - Who knocks at the wooden door? Gorek - ''I managed to escape from the Dominatus. PLease... I need shelter.'' ??? - One who has broken the shackles and comes to break more, come in.

At that, Gorek is admitted to the tree where he climbs down a ladder to see an underground, dirt made tunnel complex, and a vague snake like creature on dog hindquarters approaches him.

??? - I am Sucatraps, leader of the resistance, who are you? Gorvek - ''I am Gorvek. I heard rumours of this resistance and I want to help, any way I can.'' Sucatraps - All we must do is to gradually remove the loyalty chips from everyone

Sucatraps shows Gorvek an incision in his head that is just a scar now.

Gorvek - ''Not having those chips in my head... it feels good.'' Sucatraps - I know you are not of this world Gorvek, otherwise my operatives would have told me that they unchipped you. Sucatraps - Where do you come from? Gorvek - ''Originally? I was captured by slavers who hijacked a research vessel I was working on. I was taken to Teaslamitz where they forced me into revealing what knowledge I had.'' Gorvek - When I resisted they isnerted a loyalty chip to make it 'easier' for them to extract information. Sucatraps - Do not lie, you come from an empire that wants the Tyranny dead for what they have done to it, I know not of the political astrography of this place, but i know you are an agent. Gorvek - How? Sucatraps - ''It would take enhanced hearing in order to hear these sounds, and we have already maanged to fool the Tyranny overseers. Perhaps you are lucky enough to look like a slave or you can shift form, but common sense does not escape my eyes.'' Gorvek - ''I guess I can't fool you. But my benefactors believe everyone can benefit from the Tyranny's collapse.'' Sucatraps - Anyone who wishes for the collapse of the Tyranny is my friend.

Sucatraps then extended his hand. Gorvek extended his and grabbed hold of it. he shook it firmly and kept eye contact.

Sucatraps - ''If you have a knowledge of how to access transmitters, i can transmit a signal that will cause the armories originally made for tyranny slave conscripts in most if not all worlds to open. Such weaponry will be invaluable in case of a revolt.'' Gorvek - I will do what I can, lead the way.

They both exited the complex and made their way to the Tyranny command center, a giant, gunmetal grey construct that towered over everything.

Drones circled around it while myrmidons and overseers patrolled the area

Sucatraps - You don't happen to have additional cloaking by any chance? Gorvek - ''Same way I am hiding my augmentations. My benefactors outfitted me with technology for every situation.'' Sucatraps - Can this holographic field be used in a bubble to cover me as well?

Gorvek programs the field ot extend over Sucatraps, who saw that Gorvek's arms and legs were made of a muscle-fibre mimicking material. One of his eyes was also artificial.

Sucatraps - Now change the field to make it seem like we are one of the overseers. Gorvek - Keep close then.

Sucatraps clings on to Gorvek as Gorvek discreetly made his way to the entrance of the tower and looked around for a way inside, the then noticed an Overseer and quickly hugged the wall.

Gorvek - Damn, those Vartekians are big... Sucatraps - Now that we are cloaked like them, follow them down the corridor.

Both of them do so, and eventually end up in a transmitter database.

Sucatraps - These are codes for the armory and to broadcast a set of instructions to all other slaves subconsciously for revolt plans in case of an opportunity, now do you have a computer or something, don't worry, we won't have to deal with firewalls. Gorvek - Point me to an access port and i'll do the rest.

Sucatraps pointed Gorvek to an access port and told him the code and Gorvek dusted his hands and walked over to the port. he placed his hand over it and the Morhis in his bloodstream created a physical connection between him and the transmitter. Using the codes he began transmitting his signal.

Sucatraps - That is all, now we must just wait for an opportunity to revolt.

Sucatraps - Follow me back to the base Gorvek - I can always do more here if you like, but if you insist.

Sucatraps looked at some of the monitors in the base, and it showed a massive spike in some electronic activity. Sucatraps noticed the wavelengths and frequencies, and grew happy. Gorvek walked in and leaned against the wall.

Sucatraps - We have been saved, the control chips and the Myrmidons are shut off, to arms! Gorvek - What's the plan of attack? Sucatraps - The robots are safe, and the turrets are not working, we must merely kill the overseers and arm our comrades.

He had also made the broadcast on the transmitter such that all the slaves knew where the armories and plans were.

Gorvek - Kill all in sight. I like it.

In a massive tide of flesh and blood, the slaves, using improvised weapons, and the resistance, using stolen weapons were able to go through the several Vartekians around the armory and take everything. Armed with rather primitive coilguns, they faced the Vartekians, who were outnumbered by more than 10,000 to one.

Overseer - What the hell happened, it's all so coordinated!

The Vartekians, using their massive heavy plasma guns mowed down many of the slaves, but the sheer volume of the slaves started overwhelming them.

Sucatraps - Forwards brothers, to arms!, for freedom! Gorvek - I hate to say it, but it looks like quite the steamroller. Sucatraps - I long thought the overseers invincible, but our spirit is larger than them.

Though the slaves were suffering utterly horrendous losses, they pressed on,until they were at the command center.

Gorvek - A few good guns and good tactics and even a constript can become invincible. Sucatraps - ''This is it men! For Freedom!''

At that, they barrelled into the command center and killed all the remaining overseers, and hacked the battlestations above the planet to target Dominatus ships.

Gorvek - This is the part of the job I love.

They eventually cleared it out as they saw Dominatus Mark 2 Cruisers enter orbit.

Sucatraps - Changing Friend or Foe Identification, and ... now!''

The Caltrop Class Turrets, which the ships had disregarded, blew up near the engiens ofthe mark 2s, forcing them to retreat. Sucatraps looked at the scanners and saw that this was happening on other worlds.

Sucatraps - ''We have done it! Attero Dominatus! Down with the Tyranny!''

Gorvek folded his arms and smiled

Gorvek - Perhaps now, with the revolution in full swing, I should consider revealing my benefactors? Sucatraps - Very well, though i have no knoweldge of any planet except this. Gorvek - How about governments? Sucatraps - ''No, in addition what is a Vartekian? SWe vaguley recall seeing another creature however... that creature towered over the overseers, and I don't know what it's called though, I only know that this was owned by the Tyranny. I only know that, the Tyranny.'' Gorvek - ''The Dominatus ... , however with your newfound freedom, look up the 'Draconid Imperium'.'' Sucatraps - Very well, i will keep that in mind.

Across 13 Dimensions
Crispy noticed the Dominauts Hyperwave broadcast on the Universal Discussion Board that said the Tyranny was opening an exclusion zone around all of their colonies, and being the cunning man he was, deduced the causes of this to two things.

Crispy - The Tyranny would not open up an exclusion zone unless something truly terrible happened, this is very unnatural for even them.

Crispy was rather intrigued, and then tracked a Dominatus fleet moving to what seemed to be a massive structure.He entered a system, fully cloaked, and saw the Tyranny ships entering a massive portal projected by an even more massive strucutre, a Vestibule CLass Gateship.

Crispy - Impressive...it reminds me of the device my people used to get to this universe...the Tyranny are definitely putting no technology to waste.

He then lined up before the last ship and entered a portal. The other Insurrection forces stayed behind at his order. He would only require the Orochi for this. The Orochi entered the portal behind the Dominatus ships as it was engulfed in pure energy.

VestibuleAI - You have now entered Universe 2, proceed with other ships to Planet Telavom. VestbiuleAI - Slave Revolt started on Telavnom and all radius 10 planets in this universe. VestibuleAI - All ships proceed to suprees revolt before radius changes. Crispy - ''Slave revolt. As I suspected, disaster had struck.'' VestibuleAI - All ships proceed to planet now! Crispy - It makes me wonder why the Dominatus have not called for their allies...unless they either have none, they can't access communications, their leader has forgotten...or it is a matter of shame.

Crispy's ship proceeded to the planet and saw on the surface quite alot of fighting. It was a minor world. so Nocturnal Legion overseers were capable of putting down the revolt

Crispy - ''Zazane are here, hmm? Tyranny, what foul experiments have you performed upon my people...hmph.''

The Zazane were twice as tall as normal Zazane and advanced upon the slaves

VestibuleAI - All Ships, radius has changed, more colonies are revolting, change target! Crispy - ''A system-wide rebellion? Under the Tyranny? Something has definitely happened here, something very wrong. The slaves would have no chance of

VestibuleAI - 100 Systmes across Tyranny revolting and number growin, still containable VestibuleAI - Requesting immediate reinforcements VestibuleAI - Next wave to cause revolt in 1000 systems

Crispy narrowed his eyes and began to approach an uncontained world, one where Overseers had not arrived. He beamed down onto the planet to observe the fight between AI and millions of slaves.Myrmidons were deactivated due to the fact that Installation 7's algorithms were also intertwined with AI, while overseers, though causing massive damage were beginning to get overwhemlmed, being outnumbered tens of thousands to one. Crispy watched the slaves pick up their weapons and arms. But he began to approach the crowds.

VestibuleAI - 1000 systems are revolting now, 10000 on the next wave. VestibuleAI - Requistioning Dominatus support now. Crispy - They can't contain this...They are sending Dominatus to their deaths...

Dominautus soon began landing on some of the worlds, and supported by overseers began to turn the tides of battles in some cases. However on the majority of them, the Dominauts could only kill so many, and even if they destroyed an army by themselves they could do no more, and had to retreat

VestibuleAI - 10000 systems are revolting now, all forces employ all weapons, 100000, on next wave, in the First Gigaquadrant. VestibuleAI - Time difference will be greater, all non Mirus forces, to arms now!

Crispy watched the revolt consume the Dominatus. Insurrection forces would not fight the slaves, it was an unncessary loss of lives in their eyes. But Crispy couldn't stand this. The Dominatus forces were sent to retreat, though on some planets, Dominatus were surrounded by thousands of slaves who overwhelmed their massive armaments. Overseers were sent in for rearguard actions as the severely outnumbered Dominauts had to flee.

Crispy - Medusa...I need to speak to her...Now.

Crispy beamed back up to the Orochi, though he found himself at a loss. He went through the Vestibule Class Gateship, and to Invictus, where he entered a Tannhauser Class Hypergate that dwarfed the Vestibule Class Gateship to Demogorgon Prime, and all the while he saw fighting on every tyranny world he came across.

Crispy - This is terrible...Absolutely horrible... FleetAI - Myrmidons and vehicles still inactive as of now, the algorithm screwed them over, we are horribly outnumbered. FleetAI - ''Final wave to encompass all million planets ... Myrmidons and vehicles finally getting online!''

Crispy finally made his way to Demogorgon Prime, where he teleported down to a war planning room. Crispy looked around. He had mixed expressions on his face, but he remained calm.Seated around the table was the entirety of the Grand Admirality, led by Medusa Heimdall.

Crispy - Medusa, what is going on? Gravius - My liege, we have lost 30,000 worlds already and the final wave has not hit us Medusa - How did you get here?

Honor Guards then surround Crispy, towering over his relatively small form.

Crispy - Question is, where is Abaddon? Medusa - He died a few hours ago.

Crispy remained quiet. He took no notice of the Honour Guards and stepped forward.

Crispy - What is going on, Medusa? Medusa - You are an alien, you cannot know. Grand Admiral - My Liege, the Abaddon Class is ready to be used against the slaves, perhaps they will fear us when we demonstrate it.

Crispy raised an eyebrow.

Crispy - You're going to eviscerate them? Medusa - The Doctrine of fear works, Gravius, take the ship to destroy them

At that, a massive supership, the Abaddon Class Behemoth of 1331 kilometers in length entered view.

Gravius - I will show them fear my liege

Gravius took the superweapon to a slave world and destroyed it with a small blast.However this was bad, as AI reported that Slaves who had seen that were fighting with even more tenacity.

Medusa - How come they haven't surrendered? Crispy - ''Medusa, I demand you stop this! The lives being lost are unnecessary!'' Medusa - Stop what? FleetAI - Final wave about starting, all million worlds are in revolt! Medusa - Shit! Crispy - The slaves won't stop fighting because of fear! Crispy - You attack them, they're only going to fight harder! Medusa - What do you know, I am the Tyrant, and you are merely a rebel.

Crispy stepped back and quietly watched, his arms folded.

Grand Admiral - My liege, seventy thousand systems lost now, although we are fighting them to a standstill now the myrmidons are active.

At that a final pulse was sent out by Installation 7 that deactivated most of the myrmidons

Grand Admiral - Most myrmidons are failing, vehicles are inactive, overseers being overwhelmed as well. Grand Admiral - Dominatus troops are able to hold, but these people are no stopping. Grand Admiral - Nothing is able to cause them to surrender. Crispy - As I said...trying to inflict fear upon them is useless... Medusa - Do they have any spaceborn capability yet? Grand Admiral - No my liege. AI - 200,00 systems lost. Medusa - Did that just double? Grand Admiral - Without the myrmidons we are horribly outnumbered, overseers are outnumbered as well. Grand Admiral - In addition, slaves seem to be able to access armories. Medusa - Has the Yotta Omega Maximum call been sent out? Grand Admiral - Yes, during the first waves.

Crispy kept watching with his arms folded. He had an angered expression on his face.

Medusa - Get out of my sight Crispy! Grand Admiral - Our fleets however, are in interdiction over all the worlds, we control the spacelanes.

Crispy stayed in his spot however, watching and listening as the numbers increased.

Crispy - Pull your people out of there. Grand Admiral - Out of where, we have space dominance? Crispy - ''You have just lost over three hundred thousand worlds in a short matter of time. How long before that space dominance vanishes?''

Medusa - They have no spaceships Crispy! Medusa - Get out of here now!

Crispy remained quiet again. He heard the numbers go up once again. AI - The Myrmidons are now online, stabilized at 500,000 systems lost

Medusa - Did we just lose over half our systems? Grand Admiral - Line stabilized, Myrmidons active, all overseers and dominatus recalled to central command for counterattacks. Medusa - We will plot further action.

Crispy shook his head and looked down.

Medusa - So it's stopped'' Grand Admiral - Yes my liege, forces are being gathered for counter attacks. Crispy - I think a counter attack at this point is useless. Grand Admiral - Why so? [Crispy - ''Well think about it. Its only a matter of time until the Myrmidons deactivate again and the line destabilizes.'' Medusa - No it's not. Crispy - ''Medusa! You have just lost over 500 thousand systems! Until you know what in Shyrak's name you're talking about, I suggest you sit down and shut the hell up!'' Medusa - Enough, take him out of my sight. At that, the honor guards dragged Crispy away and teleported him to the Orochi.

Medusa - I know what to do, i am Medusa Heimdall!

A Mysterious Visit
The had seen the Tyranny rise to become a major intergalactic power, and had carefully watched them from afar for all this time. Now, the sudden disturbances caused by the slave uprising had piqued their interest into taking a closer look. The ships of were sent to investigate, and, having analysed the situation, sent a small probe to deliver a message to the Tyranny's leader. As the probe shot through hyperspace to Demogorgon Prime, the Tyranny's defence forces were quick to respond, and as they opened fire, it vanished in a blinding flash of light. Unbeknownst to them, avoiding their sensors, a sparse cloud of AI-built utility fog had been deployed, where it would appear to the Tyrant in the form of a Dominatus-sized.

Medusa was contemplating what to do alone in her room, going over the debacles of the day. Her husband, Angrus, was away fighting, while her son, Castigon, was in Installation 11 to complete the Dominatus Ultima program. She merely lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling, hoping for all of this to end, for the slaves to die and for the worlds to come back, and she closed her eyes. She rolled on her side where some light penetrated her eyelids and she opened them, seeing a creature she had never encountered, and startled, Medusa awoke.

Medusa - Who are you? Creature - ''I am the City of the Gods. Or the City of Reality. Or the City of Eternal Joy. It does not matter. You are Tyrant Medusa Heimdall?'' Medusa - Yes, I am. Creature - ''I bring you a message. A warning. Half of your worlds have already fallen to uprisings, and you have improved your defences on the rest to ensure that no more succumb to the effects of such events. However, the crisis is not yet over. It has only just begun.'' Medusa - As we speak, our fleet is launching a counterattack to claim them back; we will take back what is ours. Creature - ''Indeed. "Might makes right". That is the motto that your civilisation is built upon, is it not? Well, it is true - to a certain extent. Any interacting system comes down to such statistical laws as natural selection: those entities that show features that will best enable survival are those that are most likely to survive.'' Medusa - Which is why the Tyranny shall conquer. Creature - ''Most societies form, not because the best means of survival in their environment is by conquering those weaker than themselves, but because the best means of survival in their environment is by working together and merely using their strength to fend off aggressors. Tyrant Medusa, I am not telling you to change your civilisation to fit those ideals; that is not what this message is about, although I can understand if that is what you expect.'' Medusa - What is your point, strange one? Creature - ''What I am here for is to tell you two things. First of all, there are more civilisations out there that will side with your slaves than will side with you. Some of them are as ready now as you are. Do not, if you wish to conquer and succeed, assume that they are inferior because of their ideological differences. You should only assume military inferiority on the grounds of actual military inferiority, not on moral or ideal inferiority.'' Medusa - I understand this. Creature - ''Good. Make sure you never forget it; I have seen empires as strong as yours crumble to ashes as a result of making such mistakes. Now I have a second piece of information to give you. We are aware that, in the course of this war, many planets over which you will do battle will suffer orbital bombardment. The has requested that we preserve the biodiversity of these bodies.''

A hologram of a Eden ship appeared in front of the creature.

Creature - ''This is the style of ship that we will deploy to retrieve samples of various organisms and take them to safety. This is a warning to you, that we will also deliver to any other civilisation involved in this conflict: do not fire on these ships. They mean you no harm. Acts of aggression will not be tolerated.'' Medusa - That will be kept in mind; however, do not test my patience. Creature - ''I simply mean to let you know, lest you mistake these craft for designs of your enemies. So, remember my two warnings, and good night, Medusa Heimdall.''

The hologram and the creature vanished as suddenly as they had appeared. Medusa, though troubled by the visit, submitted to the ennui of tiredness and fell back to sleep.

A Game of Shadows
The BCN was making a visit to their Tyranny allies in the Muvogura sector to open up further talks. However, when they approached on the of the worlds, they noticed that they were not being contacted, something strange, as they had always been welcomed by Dominatus before.They decided to investigate this anomaly.Aboard Genrai's Wranploer Dreadnaught, Genrai spoke to the slave pilot.

Genrai Nal - Find the co-ordinates of that time anomaly and set a course. Pilot - A-as you wish s-sir...

Genrai nodded, and with a small fleet, decided to go and investigate the anomaly.

Unbeknownst to them, the world was no longer that of the Tyranny, but instead was inhabited by a bunch of pseudo crocodilian rabbits the Tyranny had enslaved. The Myrmidons in this sector hadn't activate successfully and the Tyranny had lost their grip on the world to the still planetbound slaves.They also knew from the relation databases of the BCN, and were prepared to fight to the death against anyone who might take away their newfound freedom.

Pilot - Sir, wasn't this charted as a world under Tyranny? Genrai Nal - ''It was. Can you put their leader on the line?''

The pilot nodded, and sent a transmission to the Tyranny.However, on the world, the transmission fell upon deaf ears, the slaves not knowing how to use the communications apparatus as they did not know how to configure translators. Much time passed, but the BCN saw that no reply was coming.

Genrai Nal - ''Hmph. What happens now?'' Pilot - I'm not sure...

Genrai thought to himself.

Genrai Nal - ''It looks like the Tyranny have a little problem. Perhaps we should help them.'' Pilot - As you wish sir...l-landing now...

The fleet of the BCN descended upon the world.However, on that world, the Caltrop Class Turrets had been rewired to see all of the allies of the Tyranny as enemies.

Genrai Nal - ''As predicted. Men, bombard the defences.''

They saw no fleet in orbit but were instantly hit by barrages of missiles and hyperlaser fire.The fleet sent EMP bombs down to try and disable the defenses.Luckily enough, it was an outpost world and therefore did not have many of the Caltrops. The EMP bombs eventually started working, however each deactivated Caltrop went into self destruct, damaging the BCN fleet.

The remaining ships landed on the planet's surface, with Genrai getting out, backed by several mercenary soldiers. They then saw slaves armed with rather primitive coilguns that the Tyranny had used on their slave conscripts before and started firing. Genrai Nal took action. His soldiers took cover and fired portable turbolasers, while he sliced through them.The slaves were cut down by the murderous fire of the BCN troops, however smaller land defneses of the world had been hardwired to attack the Tyranny allies, including the BCN.

Giant railguns popped out from under the ground while gatling plasma guns opened fire. However, although they were somewhat pinned, completely encircled, they still knew they had a fighting chance. Genrai Nal teleported to them and cut the power cables as well as some of their interiors, while the rest of the soldiers threw EMP grenades.The turrets were finished, however they saw a massive slave army in the distance. It was also then they noticed some ships exit hyperspace at the edge of the system, bearing the logo of the Tyranny. The ships started hovering above, blotting the sky, and landing the Scions of Crogki on the battle scene.

Genrai Nal - ''It appears we have some support. Keep holding the line.''

The enhanced inalton overseers started using chronoscopic powers as well as tyranny weapons to carve through the slaves, while a single Dominatus Honor Guard landed.

Genrai Nal - ''Chronoscopic powers? Impressive.''

The Honor Guard, smashed through the lines, using biomass, weaponry, his army, and technology to smash through the rather disorganized slave army. Genrai greeted the Honor Guard, and made a warrior's ritual of greetings. The honor guard however, knew that this was one of the worlds where the Tyranny was outnumbered the least.

Honor Guard - I believe we know each other, I am Wolframicht Stahl, and you are Genrai Nal. Genrai Nal - ''I believe we do. I am Genrai Nal, leader of the Guild of Shadows...from the Borealis Consortium Network.''

Genrai held out his hand to Stahl.

Genrai Nal - ''It is good to meet you. I have heard many things about you; I believe the same for me?''

Wolframicht Stahl extended his hand as a gesture of friendship.

Stahl - Yes, I have also heard a great many things about you as well, however we can exchange pleasantries as well, we must cleanse this world first.

At that, countless millions of Myrmidons which were now functioning started landing, killing all the slaves.

Stahl - The procedure is to kill, not take prisoners. Genrai Nal - ''I see. I too believe it is better to finish an opponent on sight than to leave him to survive another day.''

The two warriors fought side by side, almost as if they had a hivemind, and finished on a heap of broken corpses.Stahl noted that this was the easiest world he had subjugated in the counterattack so far, and wondered if the difficult would increase

Genrai Nal - May I ask what has occurred here? Stahl - ''Nothing happened here, just a ... minor incident''

Genrai Nal waited for Stahl to elaborate.

Stahl - All you are seeing is a minor slave revolt that has is an isolated incident. Genrai Nal - ''Hmm. I've seen many of these. Rumour has it that this isn't a 'minor' slave revolt. Have you experience and more of these?'' Stahl- ''There is nothing more to tell you, those rumors are lies, and it is minor. The very fact that you entered the exclusion zone could be considered an offense against the Tyranny''

Genrai Nal narrowed his eyes.

Genrai Nal - ''Many times I have heard rumours they have been proven correct. If you are hiding something from me, I'd recommend you didn't. I could quite easily help you fight your problem if needs be. And the Consortium are very good at keeping secrets...and preventing rumours from being spread.'' Stahl - There is no problem, this is simply a matter of the Tyranny, not of anybody else. Genrai Nal - ''It doesn't have to be. Whether you like it or not, this is a matter of the Consortium.'' Stahl - For a final time, this is a matter of the Tyranny, and the Tyranny only, the only reason we are not blasting you is because of our agreements. Stahl - I suggest that you go back to your ship, and forget this ever happened. Genrai Nal - The Consortium does not forget things so easily.

Genrai clearly remained adamant.

Stahl - If it is your quest to find out, you will not find your answers from our tongues. Genrai Nal - Are you implying the Consortium normally finds answers that way? Stahl - I am implying that there is nothing to be said about this.I do not wish to be enemies with you or the BCN, but until further notice this is only important to us. If that situation changes, you will be informed''

Genrai Nal thought for a moment, then decided he did not wish for conflict.

Genrai Nal - ''Very well. If you do not wish for the Consortium's help, then you shall not recieve it. As you said, if that situation changes, inform us.''

Genrai Nal and his crew returned to their ships and left the system.

Operation Thrall
They called him the Old Greaser. He was a thin man with the shaggy and ragged features of a man that has lived though the worse the universe could throw at him. He was without joy, without sorrow, and was often found to live exclusively in the past. It was rumored that he had served in the armed forces before the occupation, though nobody knew what position he had occupied or in what service he had served. Upon being asked, the old man would often give a growl and say something along the lines of, “None of your damn business.” He would then pick himself up and retreat to an isolated corner, safe from the inquiring young eyes of the resistance, and smoke alone, always with a profound look of distaste on his hairy face. He was not often let out, given that the Tyranny had ordered the disposal of all the elderly and infirm members of their race. As such, he could not come and go in the empty streets of the old capital city with the same ease as his subordinates. The Old Greaser was by no means infirm though, and had made a point of this by appointing himself to the watch every two nights, where he sat under the bars of a gutter and stared up emptily at the sky. On such a watch, he struck up a conversation with a younger guardsman.

“So, do you have any hope of getting out of this place?” said he gruffly.

The other guardsman had nearly fallen asleep in the darkness, and was rather startled by the sudden noise, “Do I––What?”

“Do you think you’ll survive long enough to see the end of this?”

“Well, I hope…” the other responded, uneasy.

“That’s right, hope,” the old man said with a bitter chuckle, “If I were you, I’d…” He was interrupted by loud, thundering footsteps from beyond the gutter.

“What in the name of…” He stood and lifted himself up so that he might look past the rusted bars. What he saw baffled him.

“People!” he cried, “They’re people!” he jumped from his perch and hurried down the passageway, yelling as he went, “People! Living, breathing people! Get the chief! Don’t just stand there, man, do it!” In a burst of mad energy, he rushed into the arms locker, grabbed the keys and a firearm, and dashed out, followed by awed members of the resistance. He scrambled up the steps leading to the sewer entrance and burst out into the paved streets. Well enough, they were crowded with people who had only a mere hour before been mere machines, automatons in the hands of the Tyranny.

They were all hopelessly lost, wandering up and down the road, talking endlessly, gesticulating wildly, and trying to get a handle on what had occurred.

“We have weapons!” cried the Old Greaser over the cacophony, “We have weapons!”

Many heads turned, and instants later he was followed back to the overflowing arms locker under the widened eyes of the resistance, where he armed them all. Once they all found themselves clutching some sort of firearm, he directed the throng up the stairs, back into the streets, and towards the hated refining complex. The crowd grew with every step it took, gathering new members who had only their fists and their hearts for weapons.

Lost Identity
On Ku-Rokti, The Aeoneonatrix were celebrating the successful defeat of the tyranny. They however pondered over the fact that they saw a fleet appearing through the gate that dwarfed the allied one of new ships that entered the battle, but before firing, left instantly.

Lingur himself admired the fruit of his own mission, the young Ameius.

Ameius - Captain, I must ask something, how come nobody looks like me? Ameius - I see many kinds of your people, but I look and am different. Lingur - ''You're not one of our people, you're another species entirely. They don't like that species, hence, they don't like you.'' Ameius - Why is this? Ameius - ''Did my race do something ... evil?'' Lingur - ''Yes, countless many evil things, and they intend to do more. Others think you're like the rest of your race, because they don't know you.'' Ameius - Could you tell me some of the things of what my race did? Lingur - Are you sure you want to know? Ameius - Yes, I must know who I am. Lingur - ''You are a good person, and a citizen of the Aeoneonatrix empire. What they do has nothing to do with who you are.'' Ameius - ''This is why I must know what my genetics entail. Just tell me'' Lingur - I will tell you, but I must emphasize that your genes do not entail that you be like this Lingur - That being said. Lingur - Your species, the Dominatus Lingur - Form an empire called "The Drakodominatus Tyranny" Ameius - That name just sounds evil... Lingur - Among their evils is their practice of Conquest, which, for them at least, means to capture a planet, full of people, horribly kill about half of them, and force the other half, and all of its descendants, to work for their entire lives.Those persons forced to work, called "slaves" are, in the tyranny at least, treated worse than we treat animals, even the ones we kill to feed you. Ameius - ''How many people have they killed or turned into ... "slaves"'' Lingur - Trillions.

Ameius could have puked at this, but his biology prevented him from regurgitating anything.

Ameius - Thats terrible! Lingur - ''I know. That is why we took you, because you can help to prevent them from doing this.'' Ameius - Thank you, I hope I never become on of them

At that, what appeared to be a few golden yachts appeared in the system, bearing the Tyranny sign. Lingur was called. It was from a slave world of Barison, a pleasure world for the Tyrany which luckily had no guards except the deactivated Myrmidon had revolted. It was a world full of beautiful, near human aliens who were both male and female, made as servants for the Dominatus and overseers, none of which were on the world at that time.

??? - ''Please don't shoot! We aren't Dominauts! We are freed slaves!'' Pausac - Says the loyalty chip likely in your back. Slave - No you idiot, the chips shorted, we were a world near Maginodunried. Slave - The only reason they didn't land a Mark 2 Fleet on you is because they recieved the code for a Tyranny wide revolt, those ships there were obsolete! Pausac - Hold on, I'll defer judgement to Lingur. Slave - Didn't you intercept the "Yotta Omega Maximum call from them?" Lingur - ''Yes, we got a signal about that. I'll defer to Pausac.'' Slave - Let us land and we'll tell you everything, we are a bit cramped in this ship. Pausac - *Over radio to Lingur* Should I let them? Lingur - ''*Over radio* Yes. *Turns to Ameius* It looks like a bunch of these slaves have escaped. You may come to greet them, if you do not say a word.''

The slaves then land on Ku'Rokti. They crowd out of the yachts, having stuffed their entire populations on them, some dying of suffocation.Lingur hurries up to them, Ameius tailing behind. The slaves pour out of the ship to the open fields, happy that they are away from Tyranny territory. However, they notice Ameius.

Slave - Why the hell do you have one of "those things" here? Lingur - ''I took a Dominatus egg. I had to kill the Dominatus guarding it in the process.'' Slave - Quite impressive, what did you do to kill those monsters. Lingur - ''It's a long story. Just know, it was painful, and satisfying.'' Lingur - Painful for him I mean Slave - Thats great to hear. Slave - Should I tell you more about Yotta Omega Maximum? Lingur - ''Yes. Now, I'd imagine you seek asylum.'' Slave - For my people. Slave - Having been a slave on a spa world, many Dominatus admirals talked freely about their plans and terminology, as with control chips I should not have revolted, and it should not have mattered. Slave - How many ships do you think the Tyranny has Lingur? Lingur - Our ears itch to hear it. Slave - Take a guess. Lingur - Millions. Slave - No, the last time the Grand Admiral talked there, it was a Billion. Slave - Now tell me, did you think that the Tyranny colonies in the Milky Way represented the vast majority of them? Lingur - ''I'd assumed. I know they have some elsewhere.'' Slave - Last time I heard them speak, they had a million, in every colony in the Gigaquadrant and across several other universes. Slave - Although we managed to break free, we don't know how other worlds fare. Slave - We don't know whether this was an isolated incident, or I hope, Tyranny wide. Lingur - So given how powerful they are, I'd imagine you plan to take them down? Slave - We have no plans of now, we don't know if they'll come back, but they won't search for us in your territory. Slave - Please grant us asylum, we have suffered so much from the likes of him *points to Ameius* Lingur - ''Of course. You may stay here.'' Lingur - *turns to Ameius* Don't listen, you're nothing like the people who enslaved these people. Slave - The Dominatus have killed and enslaved more than a hundred trillion! Slave - 'I hope you know what you are doing with that monster.'' Lingur - He's not a monster, and we're working hard to ensure he never will be. Slave - I hope you are right. Slave - I do not know what happened to the other slaves, I hope they are alright. Lingur - By every indication, I am.

Just then, an older looking ex-slave walked up, holding something.

Older Slave - Excuse me, I'd like you to have this.

Lingur looked at the object.

Lingur - What is it? Older Slave - ''It's a relic from my culture. The Dominatus thought nothing of it, just let it lie on the ground near my own barn. I figured it was mine to take.'' Lingur - Barn? Older Slave - We were certainly treated like a herd of cattle.

Lingur examined the item more closely, It was a weapon, a single edged sword. It was made of metal, and it's cover of leather.

Lingur - ''Thank you. I'd have to update aspects of it to use it in battle, if that's what you intend.'' Older Slave - Do as you wish with it. Lingur - Okay

The Older slave walked away, satisfied.

Luck in a Time of Strife
Solid - This Spear of Apocalypse... Solid - I thought it would be useful but no. We are not advanced enought to use it. Solid - And it would be waste to destroy such a powerful weapon. Solid - ''So I'll give it away. But to who?'' Solid - ''Not to Dead Watch. They are mere Grox Pawns now.'' Solid - ''But maybe. Yes, I can give it to the Tyranny. We, together with the Kazhards and the Mardor used to spy on the Hegemony in the Great Deviever. On orders of the Tyranny.'' Solid - Let's go!

The Unitech Fleet appears above Demogoron. At an instant, it is surrounded by a massive Dominatus fleet that dwarfs it in numbers and size.

Solid - Hey why's that? AI - State your name and presence or face destruction Solid - I'm Solid of the Unitech Citadel. Solid - And I came to offer you something...special. AI - Land at the Palace of the Tyranny on Nifl Solid - As you wish.

The Unitech fleet landed at the right spot, and they were immediately put inside the gargantuan palace where the Supreme Admiral met them.

Solid - Greetings. Gravius - Greetings, I am Gravius Gnissenkrassau, Supreme Admiral, and Director Of Installation 2, the Tyrant is busy, what do you want. Solid - I'' want nothing. But maybye you"" want something from me. Gravius - What would this be? Solid - A Godweapon. Gravius - Perhaps I can look at it? Solid - ''Sure. Come with me''

Gravius came with Solid to see that beneath Solid's flagship hung a huge, spear-like weapon.

Solid - ''That's it. The Spear of Apocalypse.''

Gravius intensively scanned it and consulted the Directors of the other installations, seeing that it could serve as the final piece in the puzzle of the Tyranny's new Spheres of the Apocalypse.

Gravius - Thank you, Is there anything you want in return? Solid - ''No. Altough maybye...No. It is much more aesy if we steal it from the Waptoria after...'' Gravius - Very well, thank you. Solid - ''It was an honor t meet you, Gravius. Hopefully me will meet soon.''

The Other Dictators of Mirus
On the ULE world of Tralaman, two escaped slaves who had come there with what had been their town before the dominatus, and their slave camp during the dominatus sat gathered in a bar. They thought they were safe from the Tyranny, because as slaves they did not know anything about the political astrography of Mirus.

Slave1 - So, it's neat that we've escaped from the Tyranny huh? Slave2 - I thought I was going to have to live under those assholes for all of my life. Tralor Agent ''*in different location*- I think I found some escaped slaves. Going in to investigate.'' Tralor - ''Excuse me. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation.'' Slave1 - Ahh, another one who despises the Tyranny? Tralor - ''Perhaps. Lets move to a more quiet place to discuss this.'' Slave2 - Sure.

Both the slaves go with the Tralor to a more quite place.

Tralor - ''I am someone you should get to know. You see I'm apart of a small but growing resistance cell that seeks to break the binds of tyranny in our current government.'' Slave1 - ''What kind of government would have ties with ... "those things"'' Slave2 - Any enemy of the Tyranny is the friend of ours! Tralor - ''An immoral government. Now, just out of curiosity what ULE slave camp did you come from?'' Slave1 - Whats the ULE? Slave2 - We do not know any government except the Tyranny. Tralor - ''Wait...the Tyranny? You mean you weren't salves to the United Lanat Empire?'' Slave1 - What did you think? Tralor - ''That you where escaped slaves from this empire. But if your from the Tyranny...that means...something all right.'' Slave2 - What do you mean? Tralor - ''It means that you're not safe here. The ULE has agents all over looking for escaped Tyranny slaves.'' Slave2 - Oh really, what should we do then? Slave1- How do they even know? Tralor - ''They have ways of knowing. Now, I have a ship out in the woods that will be more than able to fit you two. If you wish I can take you to a safe world.'' Slave2 - How about our families, there are 1000 of us in this town. Tralor - ''I don't know. I can't fit that many in my ship.'' Slave1 - Very well, we'll go with you, and we'll come back for more, ok? Tralor - ''Sounds fair. Now follow me to my ship.''

Both slaves followed the Tralor to the ship. Little did they know they where being followed...

Tralor - Okay here we are. Now get in before-'' Tralor Agent - Hello rebel. Slave1 - ''What?

About ten more Tralor agents come out from the forest and surround the ship.

Tralor - What is this? Tralor Agent - ''Justice among other things. *Shoots the rebel Tralor dead*'' Slave1 - What the hell, get away from me!

Both slaves start running away, but the Tralor agents shoot the slaves with stun rifles.

The two slaves fall to the ground, stunned and paralyzed.

Tralor Agent - Tie them up before the stun effect ends.

Tralor agents tie up the slaves.The Tralor take the slaves to their base and prepare them for shipment back to the Tyranny. Using biometric scans they are also able to collect the 1000 other slaves who escaped. However at that point in time they notice a Tyranny fleet of a million or so ships pooling up near the border.

Tralor Admiral - Drakodominatus Tyranny we must ask why you are gathering such a large force right by our borders. FleetAI - ''This is none of your business, and these ships will not come to your worlds, we have had a ... minor incident'' Tralor Admiral - ''Does this incident involve slaves? Because we just arrested quite a few on one of our colonies.'' FleetAI - ''Yes ... how did you know?'' Tralor Admiral - ''I just said we arrested some. We where about to ship them back to the Tyranny, in fact.'' FleetAI - We are not looking to capture them again, we are looking to terminate them. FleetAI - They are yours, use them for weapons testing or something. Tralor Admiral - ''Okay...fine I guess. Thanks?'' FleetAI - Proceed with your business, we have things to do. FleetAI - ''This is a matter for us, and us alone'.'

Another Culling
A message is sent to a world still occupied by the Tyranny in the milky-way, it states that the premier wants to meet with a representative, to see if they can start up the Trading Agreement once more. The Tyranny AI of the world, which had myrmidons active when the disaster struck, was able to get the transmission, and surprised, the AI informs a Dominatus of these events.Master Sergant Mortrig Malevon receives this and chuckles, as he gets in his Ziz Class Devastator and makes way for their world. The Ziz Class Devastator exits hyperspace over the world and begins to orbit it as he begins the transmission to the premier

Mortrig - What has caused your change in temperament premier? Premier - Because, I'm afraid we may have had a mis-understanding at the previous trial, partly due to the gross incompetence of the last premier. Mortrig - You replaced him eh, what other changes have you made? Premier - Nothing else really, except a few council members also got impeached, and the Chairman of the Council got disciplined. Mortrig - Well if that is the case, what do you want from this agreement, we already have your quantum disruption and displacement technology. Premier- Well, we are developing a Hyperspace Pulsar Laser, and while we develop our own hypergates, perhaps you could lend us some?''

Mortrig went through the Tyranny's technology database, and hypergates were one of their strongest technologies, so he decided to lone a more obsolete borderline tier2/3 hypergate to them, hoping he'd get something in return.

Mortrig - Very well, you can have this Danton Class Hypergate, 15 kilometers in diameter and allowing for quite fast travel between sectors. Mortrig - I am afraid however, that everything has a price. Mortrig - To get this hypergate, you must pledge 90% of your soldiers to do whatever I say. Premier - Ninety percent?! Mortrig - Yes.

There is a slight hint of anger and shock is on the Premiers face, but keeps composure.

Prmier - Truly, there has to be a alternative option, besides THAT. Mortrig - The alternative option is nothing happening at all.

Meanwhile, on a outer world of the Federal Vilerg Council, at the National Aerosol Dispensary Control Center, the staff aided by industrial robots sort through Aerosol Packets, ready to spread a annual vaccine over all the planets in the Nation.A robot has a listing error, and chooses the wrong Aerosol Packet. It puts it inside the dispenser slot, and sets it for national dispersion over all planets.The premier has a stressed look on his face. He needs the hyper gates to advance the Pulsar Laser project, but can't have 90% of his military under the control of Mortrig. Meanwhile, a worker at the control center notices the error, and desperately tries to stop it, however it is too late, and it begins to spread the aerosol over all planets automatically.

Premier - Hnng, are you sure you can't provide a little flexibility? Mortrig - Very well, 40% for a hypergate, although 2 are needed for operation.

A dark gray gas begins to envelop the planets lower atmosphere, and the populace begins to breathe it. Mortrig breathes it but due to his immune system, nothing happens to him. The premier breathes it, and begins to cough violently, his eyes look like they are about to pop out of his head, as he falls off his chair. He begins to have multiple spasms on the floor, as his bones and muscles begin to shift around a little. Alarms in the room activate, as fire doors in the room close over the regular doors

Premier - AGHHHH!

The premier screams loudly in pain, as his muscles and bones continue to relocate. Mortrig merely watches perplexed, wondering what the hell just happened. The premier begins to succumb to his severe internal injuries, as his internal organs begin to be pushed up his esophagus, he says one last thing.

Premier - Go to the Council Chamber, I'm nearing death, they are in charge now.

Mortrig does so, and along the way, the streets are devolved into chaos, as people writhe around in sheer pain, as their bodies are reformed. Numerous dead litter the streets, their bodies unsuccessfully mutated. Mortrig reaches the Council Chamber, numerous FCA Squad cars surround it, lights flashing and sirens blaring, but no FCA Officers around. When Mortrig enters the chamber, he sees numerous FCA Officers on the ground dead, and a equal amount of them guarding the Council Members in severe pain. Only 10 out of 20 council members are alive, and two are sitting in their seats severely ill. The Chairman of the Council stands weakly at the podium.

Mortrig - What the hell happened? Chairman of the Council - There has been a......aerosol accident...Mutigen spread instead of vaccine...71 Billion people are dead. Mortrig - How many people remain? Chairman of the Council - ''Well...71 Billion is 10% of the total population, so 271 Billion people survived, although this is just a rough estimate. As for the council, 10 members out of...hnng...20 survived although....Talnk and Evisa over there are near death...''

Talnk sits in his seat, with his arm severed and his esophagus hanging out of his mouth, while Evisa sits in his seat, his torso is contorted in a most unnatural way.

Mortrig - What exaclty did this aerosol do? Chairman of the Council - ''It was supposed to be for Juggernaut Class troopers. It was made so it made the body stronger and more agile...hnng...'' Chairman of the Council - It was untested, only in the Beta stage of development. Mortrig - Ahh, so you did what the Tyranny did to itself. Chairman of the Council - I...I...I'm thinking a bit...strangely as well.... Mortrig - What are the changes in your thought process.

At that, Evisa slumps out of his chair, dead.

Chairman of the Council - I can't describe it well....I have a underlying sense of anger then I never had before...and....everything seems less....perfect.... Mortrig - I didn't know a sense of perfectionism was encoded into the brain. Mortrig - Now, do you want the hypergates or no?

Talnnk succumbs to his injuries, as his heart and lungs are pushed out of his mouth, his head slumps to the desk.*

Mortrig - Can no one speak?

The chairman gets visibly more agitated and says something

Chairman - ''Let me THINK for a moment! Before you arrived we had formulated a Temporary Emergency Government, and were thinking about what our new constitution should adopt!'' Mortrig - Very well you agitated aberrant.

The chairman turns to the Council Member furthest to the right and shouts at the top of his voice.

Chairman - NOW....what did you propose again? Council Member - Well, I was thinking, that maybe we could add Meritocratic principles to our constitution.

The council members begin to talk to each other, before the Chairman shouts.

Chairman - ''OK, why should we do that? Council Member Elick?'' Elick - Well, it just came to my mind that, having a government that has officials chosen not on privilege or anything else, but just on talent, seems the most logical, yes? Chairman - Hmm...very compelling, does anyone have any objections or ideas? Council Member 5 - We should also follow the federal system like we did before, and have a democracy too. Chairman - How would that work with a Meritocracy?! Council Member 5 - ''Simple. For the democracy to work, all citizens would have to pass a citizens exam before they vote, which proves they are knowledgable in the area of Economy, Politics, and et cetera.'' Council Member 5 - If you don't pass, you don't get to vote. Chairman - Ok, how would they get knowledgeable enough to even come close to passing the exam? Council Member 5 - ''We have a strong emphasis on education, and teach our children well. A good education leads to more talented and capable people, and if taught the right things, can easily pass the exam.'' Chairman - ''Right, well, this is a very compelling idea indeed."" Chairman - Those in favor of it, rase your hands, those that are not, do nothing.

All the councilmembers raise their hands, in astounding approval.

Chairman - ''Right then! I guess that is settled!''

The Chairman still weakly stands at the podium, but is in significantly less pain, as his transformation is complete.

Chairman - Right then, I guess it is back to you then, Mortrig. Mortrig - As I was saying, do you want to get the two hyperagates, at a cost of 45% of your military each? Chairman - Well, let's take a vote on that as well. Chairman - Those in favor of that, raise your hands, those that are not, do nothing.

Most of the council does nothing, while one raises his hand, he will be forever alone.

Chairman - ''Well...maybe we can purpose another deal. We do have some very theoretical plans for a weapon you may like.'' Mortrig - What would this be?

The chairman, knowing the power of this weapon talks about the weapons power.

Chairman - This weapon....is immesely powerful, it is theorized to destroy entire sectors, if not more. Mortrig - I believe this weapn however, only exists as a thought for you. Chairman - Yes, it does. Chairman - I'm split on giving you the plans or not...you would surely abuse it. Mortrig - If you do that, you will only have to send 50% of your armed forces. Chairman: ''Or we can just deny your offer completely. So, let me just think about it for a minute.''

The chairman, reluctantly brings up his datapad, and begins to print out the plans. Until the plans are in the chairmans hands. Mortrig looked them over and looked at how far they were from a finished product.

Mortrig - Very well, thank you very much for this. Mortrig - Is the deal concluded? Chairman - Yes....

=Trivia=
 * Attero Dominatus comes fron a song by the Power Metal band Sabaton, and means "To wear down absolute authority" in a literal sense, but in this context, "to Destroy Tyranny".
 * The amount of Dominauts dead in this war can be modeled by the equation D(Dominatus Dead) = 500000 + 100000x, where x is a rational number.