Fiction:Second War of Black Fog/Part 1

"The Five come, and with them, doom sure follows!"

The Wrath of the Five is the first part of the, notable for being the time where the Dark Five attacked the First Gigaquadrant.

=Initial Invasion=

Coming of the Floral Menace
It was an usual quiet day at the. Men and women worked as usual with their normal routine, maintaining a colony localized far away from the core colonies. Their productivity had increased considerably the last month and they were been praised for how fast they were advancing. The advisors on the colony were more than proud of their work and the work of the colonists.

Children played in a park, some of them flying around eagerly. It was a beatiful day to play outside, and even though all of them had virtual reality games they could play, some time outside with their friends in flesh was good. One Dracogovaesis girl pointed up on the sky, and the entire group of children gasped in awe.

It's a shooting star!

Oh, it's so beautiful!

Quick, make a wish!

Pfff, you're so dumb, it's just a comet.

Who cares, it looks pretty!

Indeed, there was a shooting star on the sky, even though it was day, it was clearly visible. Many men and women looked up, to admire at it. It had an unique, purple glow, unusual for a shooting star. But the unusually had only started there. More shooting stars appeared...and the first star grew larger. And larger. And larger. It crashed in the middle of the city, created a gigantic crater. A blast of purple fire erupted out of it, and gigantic vines grew out of it. A huge, cyclopic visage emerged out of the smoke and let out a healthy, taunting laugher. The surviving guards around the city fired their weapons at it, but whatever it was, it felt nothing. The monster's vines wrapped the buildings around it and threw them away effortlessly, all while laughing hearthily. Its tentacles wrapped themselves on the population and lifted them into its five mouths, devouring them whole.

Feed me, mortals, feed me now!

The other shooting stars all crashed on the planet as well, revealing themselves to be smaller versions of the gigantic monsters. The things, these...plants...they overran the cities and completely wrecked the surprised military, caught totally by surprise. Among the chaos, portals formed, and emerged, to join in the carnage. The monstrous leader, Laidar, the Floral Menace, ate the planet whole with its tentacles and crushed the planet's core itself with its immense roots. Such extensive were his vines that the planet's crust had been completely overrun in a matter of three hours.

In a blast, Laidar forced its tentacles, breaking the planet's crust like if it was a mere rock. The demon plant had no fear of the immense heat of the planet's interior, and just kept feeding. Its diet of mortal blood would hardly be satisfied by a single world. More were needed. The Marinoxidiz retreated as the world crumbled, the children of the demon teleporting away as it erupted itself from the ground and blasted itself out of the planet into outer space, to join itself into a huge nebula of black fog. Behind it, only remained a crumbled, destroyed planet.

The Dark Five had arrived on the Milky Way.

Warrior Scholar
Following Laidar's invasion, news were spreading all over the Dracogonarious about the dark nebula that began advancing into its territory. The Supreme Advisors grew more and more worried as they saw images of the invaders. These "beasts" were unlike anything the Dracogonarious had ever seen, as they had never dealt with essence in the past, with a single exception which they still did not completely understand. They had to do something about it, and as such, the highest ranking commandant of the Empire was called for a meeting with the Supreme Advisors and the Emperor himself.

Commandant, son of the legendary , made his way through the halls of the Emperor's palace. The capital of the government, the palace had an almost ancient look, as the Emperors of the Dracogonarious had saw it as a good way of honouring the very first leaders. Despite this, it was by no means a rudimentary building, being plated in a shining silver look, with extensive flora as decorations around pillars and in the middle of large rooms.

Upon arriving into the throne room, Jerkon bowed to the Emperor and his advisors. The Emperor, named Garolei Kronk, was the original Great Science Lord's most recent ancestor.

Jerkon - Excuse me for being late. Garolei - ''Worry not, commandant, you arrived just in time. We were just waiting for your arrival to resume the war plans.'' Jerkon - I see.

Jerkon approached the desk where the Emperor and the Advisors were discussing. In it, there was a large holographic map of the Dracogonarious Empire, showing the movement of the dark nebula, which was advancing through its southern region.

Garolei - As you can see, this anomaly has advanced and destroyed a total of six colonies in a matter of five days. Advisor 1 - By what we have identified, it appears to be made of similar material to what the famous warchief of the Klamb Tribe can capable of harnessing. Jerkon - Have you come to conclusions about it? Advisor 2 - Unfortunately, we have not yet discovered what her..."power"...is. Advisor 3 - ''I would suggest requesting help from her. Relations with the Klamb are positive, and she has shown her battle prowness already during tests.'' Garolei - ''Is using the leader of a pre-industrial a viable choice? I would rather not involve innocents. And again, she is a tribeswoman.'' Jerkon - ''I am willing to seek her and request her aid. She may have knowledge of what is the invasion force. She will be presented the offer and will take it at her own risk.''

Garolei nodded to Jerkon.

Garolei - ''So be it, then. But still, take caution. She is an unique specimen.'' Jerkon - ''I will take note of it. Now, I must know exactly what the enemy is.'' Advisor 2 - You were not yet presented?

The advisor changed the hologram, to show an image of a Marinoxidiz. Upon taking sight of it, Jerkon was paralyzed on the spot.

Jerkon - ...But they are extinct. Advisor 1 - That was what we believed too, until five days ago. Jerkon - Are the Grox with them? Garolei - ''The Grox have not been encountered in any of the attacks, but we do not dismiss the possibility of their involvement. For now, we believe the best strategy is to gather allies and find wherever this "nebula" is originating from.'' Advisor 3 - ''If the Marinox are back, they may be attacking more empires. I suggest seeking aid from the Spinkers.''

Jerkon grinded his teeth.

Jerkon - Koluap... Garolei - Any problems, commandant? Jerkon - ''Their admiral. Probably the most unrealiable and unlikeable character I've come across.'' Advisor 2 - ''I'm afraid you will have to put that behind you, for the good of the Empire. Seek allies and combat this invasion.'' Garolei - ''The Marinox fell before us once, and they will fall before us again. No retreating, and no surrendering.'' Jerkon - ''Hm. I will do so, for the Empire.'' Advisor 1 - ''We will be waiting your reports, commandant. Good luck.''

Wth this, Jerkon left the room and made his way back to the spaceport. He'd have to work with people he really didn't enjoy, but in times of crisis, it's better to have an annoying ally than no ally at all.

Coming of the Spider Lord
The is one of the greatest and most sucessful empires of the, there is no denying that. An old superpower located deep into the galaxy, it serves as a beacon of order in their space. In the farrther regions of Imperial space, where the so called frontier worlds were located, colonists lived on their usual lives, just like any normal day. Frontier lands are mostly composed of farmland, worked on by both organic and machine hands in unison, with an occasional transport from deeper in. In the cities, the colonists live in modern mid-rise buildings and walked on open streets to go where they wanted.

A fairly mundane day, most of them would consider. At least, until the nebula arrived. Imperial ships in the vicinity detected something interfering with their equipment. Their communications let out scrambled, strange sounds...hissing, screeching, gnarling...and upon looking back forward, the immense dark and purple nebula appeared, seemingly out of nowhere. It was no natural event, as it let out bright, thunder-like blasts inside of itself, and flaming comets appeared out of it into the colony's direction. A larger comet, followed by thousands of smaller ones. The Imperial ships attempted to retreat to get a better view of it, but swarms of...things...appeared in their ships. The things unleashed their tentacles and forced themselves into the crew's bodies, taking them over, ending their resistance.

The leading comet fell into one city, causing a huge blast which leveled great part of it. Out of the crater, an immense, arachnid-like monster appeared from the fire and let out a deafening screech which destroyed the windows of any remaining building in the area. The colonists found themselves swarmed by hordes and hordes of spiders which were way too numerous to be pushed back. The Draconis, well known for being very strong creatures, were stabbed by these spiders' stingers as if they were made by paper, expecially when they specifically aimed at weakspots such as eyes and joints.

Devourer consume you all!

The gigantic arachnid let out a warcry, and out of several portals, Marinoxidiz appeared and attacked the city alongside the demonic spiders. Eleielord, the Spider Lord, pummeled vehicles and infantry with its immense fists and blasted surviving spaceships out of the sky with Essence powers out of its mouth. As the cities and farms crumbled, Eleielord roared and started to create a huge web made out of entropic energy in his path, which was helped by its smaller spider minions. Survivors found themselves trapped on this web and corrupted by its energies. In a matter of hours, the spider horde had turned the entire planet into a web-infested breeder. Eleielord blasted itself back into his nebula, to move on to his next target, while his smaller counterparts remained on the planet, eating on survivors and cultivating more eggs.

The Dark Five had arrived on Andromeda.

Prima Arcana
However, there was a Draconis that survived the nightmarish apocalypse that the Spider Lord brought upon the Imperium world. As the arachnid monsters devoured city after city, corrupting the land itself, as her neighbours cried for salvation, she remained still, unmoving, unseen, unheard, as if a divine power of some sort protected her, watching. Despite the carnage around her, she remained calm, her face like a featureless mask. As much as she wanted to aid the colonists, it was against the Veil. Still, the attack concerned her - not the citizen, not the planet itself, but rather, the invading monsters. She had a message to bring. As the last of the Imperium world's inhabitants were devoured by the ravenous spider monstrosities, she vanished, dispersing into mist as if she was a desert mirage. Unseen, unheard.

However, this wasn't her end. Hundreds upon thousands of parsecs away, she reappeared from the mist, in amethyst robes, alongside her nineteen brothers and sisters: twenty cards in a deck. Where did they assemble? Andromeda? Borealis? Milky Way? A faraway galaxy outside the Gigaquadrant? Nobody knows for certain. What is relevant for the people of today is that there was an assembly. The Twenty Arcanae had arrived to discuss a matter of great urgency. The Draconis Arcana was the first to speak, her voice rumbling like a thunder and yet never losing its cool.

''Great Hierophants, I speak, Tria Arcana, whose eyes watch over the greater whole to protect it. The Infernal Ones have arrived, the Thrice-Cursed, the Doom of Prima; the delirious chains of Veiro'Thoi no longer hold them. Like a rising tide they pour into four grand constellations, with no end to their numbers or their strength. The Grand Design is at stake. What must we do?''

The very room that the Arcanae assembled in answered her; harmonious melody ringed in the ears of the high priests of the Anointed and the light that burned in the center of the room grew more radiant. The Hierophants listened to the melody for a while, listening to the subtle whispers that formed it; then the silence was broken again, by one of the robed figures. Its voice was young, masculine, and carried a tone of intelligence, curiousity and yet, fanaticism.

''It is time then. We'll have to break the Veil, to act against the Infernal Ones, lest the Grand Design will be undone forever. For a moment, our face has to be revealed.''

Penta Arcana's words are true, - another voice joined in, feminine and smooth - ''the darkness cannot be breached without light. For too long we have been in shadows, letting the universe fall to chaos. We have to intervene - directly - in order to stop the taint.''

The melody's sounds became disharmonious, as if they battled against each other in a mortal combat. The Arcanae started looking around and talking to each other, discussing Penta's radical proposition. Not all of the Hierophants were content with it; Tria Arcana, in particular. Raising her voice once more, she stood against the defiant Arcana, staring at him through her robes.

''The Veil always has to be maintained! We must defeat the Infernal threat through mortal hands alone, as we always had. The Grand Design shall not be compromised by any-''

Suddenly, the hall went silent. It was as if all Hierophants froze and lost their voices - all but one. The voice that was the strongest of them all, the one that carried power and wisdom more than anyone else in this room. Almost nstinctively, all Arcanae bowed in respect.

''I speak, Tessera Arcana, the lord of heart and eye. The Infernal Ones are an unusual foe, brothers and sisters, and this foe has to be dealt with unusual means. We do not have to compromise the Veil, but neither do we have to remain here and do nothing but talk as Tria desires. There is another way. Our goal for now is to bring the one from the age of the Infernal Ones. Yes, brothers and sisters, you heard me. Prima must incarnate.''

The Arcanae stood dumbstruck, unable to believe what they had just heard. Prima Arcana? Manifested in this plane of existence? This seemed unbelievable, but Tessera was a figure of great respect, and the other Arcanae listened to him.

''This will not be easy. The Infernal Ones will attempt to stop us - and we also need a host. Prima was a being of great wisdom and great power... he was a hero, in a sense. And thus we need a hero as well. There are many candidates... but will they prove worthy? This, brothers and sisters, is our mission. We shall find the wortthy Host, we shall make Prima return to this universe, and thus, we shall usher in the Infernal Ones' destruction. This exchange is over, Arcanae. We have to prepare.''

With these words, the Arcanae vanished, preparing for the brewing storm...

The Senate Responds
News spread quickly of an attack. Another further few colonies wiped from existence by, as reports put it, hordes of spiders. A collective of senators sat within a circular ampitheatre deep within Minos'Drakon. A large echoing room where close to over a hundred politicians had gathered.

Praetor Mardos - ''This is an absolute outrage! Fate is testing us I am sure as whatever attacked Trameli III and the other half-dozen colonies in that subsector must. be. punished!'' Senator Semerion - ''And do what, praetor? You saw the reports, Imperial Talon warships were swarmed with creatures few of us can describe.'' Senator Carlim - They're darkwisps i'm telling you, whatever that monster was-- Semerion - ''We're deliving into supersition now are we? Darkwisps indeed there msut be another explaination.'' Mardos - ''Explaination? Downtown Mobis was destroyed by salamanders and a giant bloody tarantula. Whoever these sapient salamanders are they are bound to be repsonsible for the attacks I'm sure of it.'' Semerion - ''And that gives you the conclusion it was a mythical counterpart to the gardeners of Paradise? Oh my what is this world coming to.'' Mardos - Very well Semerion, what do you propose these attackers were?

As the senators bickered, chancellor stood in the middle of the room, his bellowing voice eachoing throughout as he made his presence known. It was his job to ensure that senate meetings kept orderly.

Vesperon - Can we have order please! Paretor Mardos I understand you areconcerned for your lost holdings, the Imperial Talon Navy will seek to restore waht has been lost.'' Mardos - Restore? Restore!? Restore waht, it wil ltake months to repair the damage. Seven systems those things ravaged, do you think--'' Vesperon - My take on whether or not the subsector can be saved is not priority .What is priority is halting this mysterious invasion.'' Semerion - And how do you propose we do that? Throw more ships at it? Reports were the ships stationed in orbit around Tameli III were taken over by - as best as we can guess - something that loosk eagerly like a darkwisp.'' Vesperon - Senator this chamber is a place of politics, not fairytales.'

As Vesperon spoke, his appearence appeared to glitch up, he flittered and eventualyl dematerialised, finding himself in his office. On the other side of the room was a shilouetted figure. Clad in fine armour and standing in the shadows. The figure positioned themselves, they looked Draconis in appearence.

??? - Such things may be fairytales, but such tales are often grounded in fact. Vesperon - Who are you and how in the void did you get into my office. Kelsos - ''My name is Kelsos. All you need to know is I am aware of things beyond the common understanding.'' Vesperon - And how does this invasion relate. Kelsos - ''Dark days are coming, Chancellor. Dark days. Signalled by the arrival of these invaders of yours.'' Vesperon - I am in little mood for cryptic musings, what in the black void's name attacked the colonies? Kelsos - ''Demons. That is all I can really say.'' Vesperon - ''Demons. If that is your answer you are barely better in the head than those senators.'' Kelsos - Perhaps, but like I said, fairy tales are often grounded in truth.

Vesperon scoffed. Looking sternly at Kelsos wh owalked confidently out of the shadows.

Kelsos - ''Inform Lord-Admiral Vontarion to prepare the navy and I reccomend the mentalist corps for the counter-attack. Mortal weapons may eb ineffective against the foe we shall all oen day face.'' Vesperon - And what authority do you have to give me orders? Kelsos - The word of Mistress Irianos and the Archcleric. Vesperon - ''Hrmph. Imquisition. Fine, I may as well bow to your demands so long as the Archcleric's authorisation is genuine.'' Kelsos - ''You can always ask him but there's little point. Now, I have other matters to attend to.''

Kelsos vanished as he seemed to be envoloped by a curtai nof invisibility, leaving Vesperon standing in his office as the hologram of the senate chamber returned around him. Brushing himself up and regaining his posture he spoke confidently.

Vesperon - ''After an unexpected uplink outage. I have had time to contemplate our move and propose an en-masse attack o nthese invaders with support from the mentalist corps. All in favour?''

The vast majority of the senate booths flashed bands of blue to indicate the senators occupying them had chosen to agree with Vesperon's suggestion. With a satisfied nod, Vesperon called for meeting ajourned and ocne again the reality of the senate chamber dissolved around him, returning hi mto his desk. he looked down at his desk to see Kelsos had left a token on his desk, which shimmered in the light as it containeda hologram imprint.

Coming of the Sniper of Darkness
This was not her target. This was not her mission. Yet, the nebula arrived to the region known as the. Errr had not ordered her to go there. He had ordered her to go to the opposite direction, to deal with a real target. Yet, something compelled her to travel to this galaxy. There was something in there that captivated her. Something powerful...something that should be hers.

Surely punishment would follow suite, but it would be worth it. At the, the colonists lived on their usual lives. Well known for being friendly...too friendly, in fact...they did whatever Asgords did in their spare time. Chat, watch their equivalent of television, play games...but the nebula arrived. The Asgords, at first skeptical, eventually decided to not care for it. In fact, it was kinda beautiful. It had an intense, purple glow, and emitted what appeared to be elctric shocks. It was like a huge light show, right above their heads. They could get used to this.

But then, the comets arrived. As always, a larger comet, followed by several smaller ones. The large comet crashed right in the middle of a populous city, levelling it into rubble. The comet uncurled itself to reveal a beaked monster with an enormous bug-like jaw, unlike those you would find in large insectoid aliens. On its back, four cannons extended, except those were no regular weapons. They were limbs, coming out of its back. The monster let out a feral screech and fired its cannons, blasting the landscape unlike an artillery tank.

'Where is it? Where is the power!?'

From the smaller comets, what appeared to be smaller versions of the monster appeared. And just like the larger one, they had cannons on their backs which fired like artillery. Unlike other attacks, no Marinoxidiz were involved, mainly because Okastana, the Sniper of Darkness had gone off course. Not that they were needed. Okastana bashed the ground with one of her arms, causing a massive earthquake which completely destroyed what remained of the Asgords in the region. She was angered, she could not find what she was looking for.

'You shall not hide the power from me!'

Okastana's cannons pressed themselves against each other until all four of them had their "exits" fused together. She let out a roar and out of it, an immense blast of entropic energy was fired upwards. The shot could easily be mistaken for a moon due to its sheer size. Okastana and her minions left the planet back to the nebula before the shot fell down and hit it, causing it to be annihilated into a little more than an asteroid belt.

Whatever this "power" was, the Dark Five was searching for it.

Blood Emperor
Tyraz's rage was burning and writhing inside of him as he walked away from the ruined apartment building that housed the Asgord diplomat, Lezia Ipevreia, who was left devastated and emotionally beaten after Tyraz's display of anger. He had entrusted her with just one duty and she had failed him. Tyraz's gauntlets were freshly coated with black blood, spilled from the bruised and cut skin of Lezia. Those wounds were not inflicted by any enemy, but by himself in his anger. She needed to acknowledge the penalty of her failure, the extent of Tyraz's tolerance. Tyraz's mind was clouded with thoughts and wonders on where his precious spawn was residing, if it remained alive at all.

Meanwhile, a blast was heard from a distant city, where a huge meteor had just fallen. Above it, a dark purple nebula covered the sky. Tyraz's eyes focussed towards it, broken out of his trance.

Tyraz - ''What? I didn't notice that before.''

A large shadow jumped out of the city's ruins and fell near Tyraz and Lezia's location. It revealed itself to be a large, beaked monstrosity, who glared at them both. Tyraz looked up towards the abomination that stood glaring down before him. Instead of expressing fear, he bared his teeth and took a step back in frustration and anger, black vapour escaping from his skin as he looked into the monster's eyes.

Okastana - ''...The power. The source of the power. It comes...from this location.'' Tyraz - ''Whoever you are, feel free to wreck havoc to this city! But I suggest it wise to not place your filthy claws upon my flesh.'' Okastana - ''You...you have traces of the power. The egg-shaped power. It must be used for the Devourer's glory!'' Tyraz - ''My power is none of your concern, creature! Stand aside! My patience has been tried enough already.'' Okastana - I don't want you...I want the egg! Okastana let out a roar which blew Tyraz back a little. He narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists, snarling in anger as his body shook from rage.

Tyraz - ''The egg...The egg isn't here! And even if it was, I'd never allow such vile cretin to lay its hands upon it!''

Okastana extended two bony blades out of the stubs which made up her arms.

Okastana - Then die, mortal! Tyraz - You are severely mistaken, witch!

Tyraz roared at Okastana and ran forward, his eyes blazing red in a demonic manner. The Corruptus demon cackled and slashed at Tyraz's direction with one of his blade hands. Tyraz felt the blade slash through his scales, but he grabbed ahold of it tightly. Baring his teeth, he bit down into Okastana's blade with immense force. Tyraz felt as if he was biting a huge crystal. Okastana lifted him up and shook her hand, trying to get him off.

Okastana - ''All mortals die instantly. How did you not?'' Tyraz - ''Such a stupid creature! If I possess a trace of the egg's power, who do you think I am?!''

Okastana hissed and threw her hand into the ground, trying to bash Tyraz against it. However, Tyraz leaped into the air as she threw her hand, launching himself high into the air. His wings spread, allowing him to suspend himself in the air with the assistance of his demonic powers. As she noticed it, Okastana aimed one of her back cannons at Tyraz and fired at him.

His black energy now engulfing his body, he launched his fist forward with immense ferocity. While initially thrown back by what Okastana had launched at him, he let out a roar and managed to push it back at her direction, although not without sustaining damage. Okastana was hit by her own blast, which exploded on contact with her. She let out a pained roar and was blown back, destroying several buildings she collided with. Upon stopping, she shook her head, as if she was stunned.

Okastana - Insolent child...

As she was distracted from the counter, she did not expect the next move; Tyraz's head slammed against hers at a speed and force that would destroy most materials. Despite the size difference, she could definitely feel Tyraz's crest push against her head. Okastana groaned and staggered back, but then lifted one of her hands and bashed Tyraz away into a wall. She let out a roar and approached to strike at him again. However, before she could, a masked, humanoid figure teleported between the two.

??? - Enough. Okastana - ''Huh? Master?'' ??? - ''I commanded you to attack Cyrannus. Instead you've come to this galaxy.'' Tyraz - ''Ngh...do not get in my way! Who are you, anyway?!''

The figure turned to Tyraz, his shining red eyes being visible across his mask. It then turned back to Okastana.

??? - Are you trying to jeopardize the invasion? Okastana - I was searching a power sour- ??? - ''Leave. Now.''

Okastana roared in frustration and curled herself into a ball. Moments later, she was enveloped in energy and blasted herself into the sky. Tyraz pulled himself from the building he had been smashed into and launched himself forward towards the masked figure.

Tyraz - I asked you a question!

Before Tyraz could reach him, a muscular, dark being emerged out of the figure's back and grabbed Tyraz by the neck, stopping him on his tracks.

??? - ''Easy, Avatar. This man is not of our concern. We are on our way, anyway.'' Avatar - ''...Hmpf. Hrrrg.'' Tyraz - ''Ngh, agh! Answer my question, scum! Who are you, what was that...thing?!'' ??? - If you want to know so much...I am a scientist, and that thing...was one of my assistants.

The entity threw Tyraz into the ground, grunting at his direction.

??? - ''Such rudeness. Well, goodbye. We will not meet again.'' Tyraz - You had better hope we don't!

The figure and the entity on its back both disappeared in a black fog. Tyraz slammed the ground in frustration, growling as blood dripped from his mouth. In his anger, he stood and grabbed a nearby Asgord who had arrived to check on him, almost snapping their neck in the process. Throwing the Asgord away, he also disappeared into his vapour, disappearing from the area.

Coming of the Crystal Beast
The. A well known threat across the Gigaquadrant, famous for being present in nearly all galaxies at some point of their history. In some galaxies, for more time than others. Nonetheless, the Grox were among the most powerful forces in the known universe, sporting extremely advanced technology which made them in par with civilizations such as the. And at one point of the Grox's history, they possessed a secondary force. One that had striked fear and terror in the Milky Way Galaxy 600 years ago.

The. Synthetically enhanced beings of such elasticity and agility, they could dominate any battlefield they were deployed in. A race of absolutely devoted, merciless, emotionless abominations, create expecially to serve the Grox's will. The perfect slave race, until the caused their demise. The Grox had just given Marinox drones to other galaxies when it happened. And so they thought: servants who die out so easily? No longer useful. And so the Marinox were discarded, except for very specific exceptions.

And now, the Marinox were back, and had a new master.

Through unknown space, Grox colonies detected a nebula of purple and dark colouration advance at faster-than-light speed at their direction. From this nebula, comets surrounded by purple fire descended into the atmosphere of a Grox planet. Planetary defenses would usually deal with this kind of thing before it even approached the planet, but when they attacked, the comet just fell faster. It crashed, causing an earthquake which shattered the terrain kilometers around it. Uncurling itself, comet showed an eyeless visage, and spoke. Crystalize...

Grox spaceships immediately detected the huge monster and attacked it with their most potent weapons, but found out they could not even penetrate its skin. More comets fell through the planet, and out of them, massive icy beasts emerged and roared, causing blizzards which froze hordes of Dronox troopers in seconds. It was no mere monster, it was Gobongogon, the Crystal Beast. Lifting its fist, it hammered a Grox city, completely obliterating the landscape in an explosion. The monster's strength was unlike an antimatter bomb at each attack, and no matter how hard the Grox attack, it shrugged off their attacks as if they were nothing but flies.

Weak...

Portals emerged, and out of them, the old servants appeared with a vengeance. Marinoxidiz troopers swarmed the planet to loot the Grox's technology for themselves and to spit on the soon-to-be graves of these weak, small, pathetic imps who once served as their leaders. And as soon as they were ready, Gobongogon let out his ultimate strike, stomping on the ground with tremendous force. Entropic Energy-made, mountain-sized, blade-sharp crystals emerged out of the planet and literally impaled it. By the time Gogongogon returned to the nebula he had come from, the former Grox colony had been reduced to a gigantic, demonic crystal.

The Dark Five had come for the Grox.

The Avatar's Order
The Realm of Dreams is an alternate plane of existence located somewhere in the infinity where the subconscious of mortals and immortals alike connect into a single point. Their ideas, wishes and dreams manifest themselves in this abstract dimension, where they interact each other in a plane where the concept of time does not exist and everything is composed by an ancient power known as Dream Energy. This plane of existence was indeed alive and sentient, but inside of him, what could be compared to a cancerous cell was growing. Part of this infinite paradise was being corrupted by the vile power of the prisoner who had been trapped in there 9 billion years in the past.

Guarding the un-corrupted areas from this "cancer" were a race of small, wisp-like beings known as. Leading them was a majestic, avian-like being who was actually thousands of these small wisps who had united themselves in a single body. This being was known as the Alaromáryvaklarah in the Realm's tongue, "Thea'Nhirara" in the tongue of the ancient ones and "Destiny Bringer" by her students. As she led her Thoi'olerthae sisters into battle against the swarms, a call from above ordered her to leave the front lines. She teleported away to be face to face with a huge, abstract being. She bowed to him, causing the being to lift one of his arms in her direction. That was the god of dreams, Veiro'Bheranka, also known as "Carmetego" and he was growing weaker.


 * Thea'Nhirara - Father, your power dimishes more and more every day.
 * Carmetego - The nightmare regions consume us. Shu'wokerama and his agents have awakened, and Laminoula'Fuerq was slain.
 * Thea'Nhirara - The Body of Fuerq is dead?!
 * Carmetego - Slain, and broken into five pieces, currently under the guard of Shu'wokerama's minions.
 * Thea'Nhirara - Father...if Shu'wokerama managed to slay Laminoula'Fuerq...I fear for our future.

Carmetego lifted his fist and put a finger near his mouth, as if he was telling Thea'Nhirara to remain quiet. His movements were slow and jittery, as if he was an old man.


 * Carmetego - We will not fall to the Devourer, child. Like the ancients didn't, you must not lose hope.
 * Thea'Nhirara - What shall we do then, Father?
 * Carmetego - Go to the universe currently under attack. Take Laminoula's pieces and bring him back to life. To aid you I shall call one of your most trusted sister. Avahlarómahlya!

Upon hearing the call, a Thoi'olerthae materialized near Thea'Nhirara. This particular Thoi'olerthae wore what appeared to be a headpiece.


 * Avahlarómahlya - I am here, Father!
 * Carmetego - Avahlarómahlya, you and Alaromáryvaklarah are to go to the threatened universe and reunited Laminoula'Fuer's broken body. Gather all the allies you can. We cannot allow the Devourer to grow any more powerful.
 * Avahlarómahlya - Oh, sister! We'll be in a mission together!
 * Thea'Nhirara - This is serious. Don't mistake it for play.
 * Avahlarómahlya - I'm sorry. I won't!
 * Carmetego - Now go. I will stall the monster...while I still can...

A portal formed near Thea'Nhirara and Avahlarómahlya both entered. Carmetego then closed it and looked forward. In the horizon, the red fiery corrupted advanced, and inside of it, a colossal dark figure with three red eyes stared at him, grinning. Carmetego made his way to it, so he could push it back...while he could...