Fiction:Second Coming/Annihilation

Prologue
Near the end of the Second War of Black Fog...

The Coalition, Krassio Host, and Onuris strived to protect the library from the demons. The planet, another Taldar world, would contain all their answers. Mac, Kilnok, and Kroc eventually managed to protect the world, and by the looks of things, it was saved.

Kilnok – It seems this godforsaken Ottzello has some use after all. Kroc – Indeed, these Taldar catacombs have great usage. Mac – Huh. I wouldn’t be anywhere without ‘em.

The 3 reached the centre of the catacombs. Things happened exactly the same as usual…

Voice – It seems the mortals have arrived…

The lights began to turn on.

Voice - …so that we may tell them… The 3 could see at least 30 Taldar gathering together. Taldar - …how to defeat the Dark Ones. And it seems Maczyornia hasn’t lifted his curse yet. Mac – I DON’T KNOW HOW! Taldar – Calm down, young one. It will happen when you learn to accept it. Oh, the Verezaph have finally arrived. Several Vi’Navitum arrived alongside the Taldar, exchanged some communication, then the ‘meeting’ continued. Taldar – These are dark times of the universe. Your realm will be destroyed by the Demons, but we must tell you how. Verezaph – It’s all to do with the Game of Existence, and its rules. Kroc – Please continue… Taldar – You see, the Xhodocto presently are playing with you, sending you their demons. Kilnok – Playing with us? They’re killing us more like! Taldar – Indeed. But to them, they’re not enjoying it. You see, we have seen the true extent of the Xhodocto’s power. Kroc - …And we haven’t? Taldar – No. Kilnok, your Taldarologists have uncovered many of our weaker capabilities? Kilnok – Yes. Taldar – Well, we don’t have them for no reason. You see, we have obliterated billions of universes, across millions of different multiverses, and we destroy millions every day. These are Xhodocto aligned universes, and they become prey to our powers. Verezaph – And ours! You aren’t the only ones with godlike universe destroying technology! Taldar – Indeed… but anyway, do you ever wonder why the Xhodocto don’t just do that to you? Kroc – If they had this power, then why didn’t they kill us in the march of the apocalypse? Taldar – That was the time they gained full power in this Universe, the period you mortals know as the War of Ages. But there’s one reason this universe in particular is so important; Kraitoss. Mac – Him? Uhhh… Explain. Taldar – It’s simple. Kraitoss has developed a power to fight the Xhodocto, and defeat Kamik’Shi. It was proven by you, Kroc, when you struck the Dark God down with the sword. It is the Psionic Energy. But it needs development. When Kamik’Shi discovered it, he went ahead and began to blow up this universe. Mac – So… why didn’t he? Taldar – Because of the rules of the Game of Existence. You see, the Xhodocto & their allies, vs the Taldar & Verezaph, aren’t balanced. Who is missing from that? The Obvia’Atra. Kilnok – They act like mortals. Taldar – No, they put themselves on a mortal level. Ever wondered why? As long as they behave like mortals, the powers aren’t balanced. If they unlocked their true potential, then our plan wouldn’t work. That’s where you come in, Kroc. Kroc – Me? Taldar – Well, your entire race. You need to ascend to our level. If that happens, then you, us and the Verezaph here, can defeat the Xhodocto. Ad possibly the Obvia’Atra can get to our level too. Kroc – I see. How? Verezaph – There’s one important factor… a centre piece constructed at the exact centre of omniverse. Its contents we can’t describe to you, but let’s say it’s central to us, and to reality, the Game of Existence’s simulator. Taldar – The Box supplements power to one side (our side in this case), if one side’s power is lost. So the Obvia’Atra losing power results in the power being channelled out to another form. In this case, another omnipotent 4 race. And the Box has supplied power; the artifacts. Kroc – Then we must find them, and take this role. Taldar –Yes, but quickly. Another thing; Shu’ulathoi is allowed to use all his power on you, if he has any left. Verezaph – Let me speak at least… I know there’s 30 of you but still. The Corruptus weren’t at the level of the Xhodocto, thus, they can cause as much damage as they can, but the Xhodocto couldn’t do enough. Shu’ulathoi made one last act before the death of the Corruptus- he destroyed the Extension Box. Mac – The extension box? Verezaph – It’s an ancient artifact that was installed in the universe along with the Taldar sacrifice in the March. Taldar – You didn’t think we sacrificed our race JUST for one victory, when the Xhodocto would return, did you? Verezaph – Of course not. As we've already explained, the Box is part of the Game of Existence. The contents of the additional? Let's just say that, without it, the Xhodocto can attack this universe in full force without worry of one of us getting us back and reverting their attacks. Mac – I see. So basically the Krassio gotta get powerful or we're toast? Verezaph – The Krassio must ascend, and you must, Mac, must be lifted of your curse. Taldar – Once the Krassio have achieved and activated all artifacts, the universe will have a short time to survive. Only about an hour at the VERY most, in that hour the Xhodocto will be tearing up each universe of the multiverse one-by-one. But we will move you to another multiverse. Here, you will be safe, and the Krassio will help with our war. Kroc – I see. I can hear explosions, and this place is starting to come down... Kilnok – It is the Xhousthoe. We must leave! Mac – There's... one thing I must ask. Taldar – We know your question. You wish to know the point of the Game of Existence. Mac - …Yes. Taldar – Well, don't you see mortals playing videgames? Mac – Yeah I do. Taldar – Exactly the same thing. Kilnok – So… reality… this omniverse... is a-? Taldar – Yes. It is a simulation.

The search for the artifacts continues in the Great Hunt.

Return of the Black Fog
Travelling through Inferno Realm, Angazhar walked into the direction of the Deathspire, Draguros's palace, while holding a spiky sphere of entropic energy. Those were the remains of. A very faint voice came from the sphere.

Shu'ulathoi - ...UUurrggh. Angazhar - ''I see you have awakened. Welcome to your new lair.'' Shu'ulathoi - ..Where am I? What happened? Angazhar - ''You were defeated, that's what happened. I would gladly devour what remains of your pitiful little soul, but the Kamik'Khazurhal has instructed me to take you to the Deathspire.'' Shu'ulathoi - ''You mean the Destroyer? Oooh, he is going to destroy me himself I guess!'' Angazhar - That's what I'm counting on.

Shu'ulathoi looked up to see the Deathspire. It reached above the clouds of Hell. Angazhar looked like an ant compared to it.

Angazhar - We are still miles away from it. Shu'ulathoi - Uhh!

Shu'ulathoi noticed the gates of the palace. The gates explained the history of the Xhodocto, dating from even before Draguros was ruler. Angazhar entered the palace and awaited before finally entering Draguros's chamber. Angazhar placed Shi in a pedestal and walked back. The room was dark, with Draguros sitting on his throne, looking bored.

Draguros - ...It seems you have failed your little mission, Aūūlatǎ tsa Šūā. Shu'ulathoi - Great One, I am sorry... Draguros - You don't need to apologize, as I do not accept apologies. Shu'ulathoi - ''I have understimated the current inhabitants of this universe. Plus, that godrace got into my way.''

Draguros got up.

Draguros - Godrace? Shu'ulathoi - ''The Vyro'Narza. They have attacked me directly and caused my powers to fade away! My entropic energy was outmatched by their Gyronic.'' Draguros - ''Ah, yes. Them. Well, they are no longer a problem for me.''

Draguros approached the pedestal and grabbed Shu'ulathoi. He then holded him above what appeared to be a pit of chaotic energy. Looking at the energy made Shu'ulathoi shiver.

Draguros - Are you afraid? Shu'ulathoi - ... Draguros - Don't be afraid.

Draguros then let Shu'ulathoi fall into the chaos. His body started to approach the energies, and after some seconds, Shu'ulathoi was back at his complete form. Angazhar simply stared with his arms crossed.

Shu'ulathoi - ''I have never felt better. What is this?'' Draguros - ''You have been infused in chaos energy. You were never a real demon. You were merely an animal from a higher place of existence satisfying your own need for survival. But now, you have turned into a real demon. You will join your forces with the Legion of the Deathmarch and aid us in the annihilation of this multiverse. Thanks to you destroying the Extension, we are now free to do that as much as we like.'' Shu'ulathoi - 'My pleasure.''

Shu'ulathoi made his way out of the Deathspire, with millions of Shu'olerthae forming from his body every second. The Corruptus was back and deadlier than ever.

Warning
A Dimensional Gate in deep space between the Galaxon and Ramvelkys Galaxies was the main link between the "First Gigaquadrant" and "". On one day, which had so far been uneventful, three high-speed escape ships shot through the portal from 66501 to the Gigaquadrant and the portal immediately closed behind them. The third of the three ships seemed to be in the process of being consumed with Chaos Energy. It managed to launch the infected part into space, where it rapidly crystallised into nexidium. The other two ships span around and fired at the pseudometal, eventually destroying it. They then opened up communications with the crew of the Gate, and revealed that they were citizens of the colonies of the in 66501, until the Xhodocto came and destroyed all of the galaxies there. There was some hope: huge Verezaphian "Arks" appeared and rescued many civilisations at the last minute, and the DCP ships had been sent to warn the inhabitants of the First Gigaquadrant of what was to come so that they could prepare.

Messages were sent to the Seven Starr Alliance, and then on to nearly every other spacefaring civilisation in the known universe. Over the next few days, entire civilisations evacuated their worlds and prepared to board the Vi'Navitum Arks when they arrived. However, a many refused to. Most of the nations of Cyrannus, Quadrants and the believed that their galaxies would be saved, just like how they had not suffered from the full impact of the Xhodocto in the, and life in those galaxies went by as normal. Other civilisations lacked the resources to evacuate, or did not trust the Vi'Navitum, and stayed put as well.

Eventually, the Arks arrived, and materialised in every inhabited galaxy. Then, the evacuation ships flooded into the unimaginably large supercarriers. It would take many minutes more for the evacuation to finish, when the Xhodocto were first detected on sensors.

Evacuation
Sensors did not pick up signals from Xhodocto ships, but instead saw a thick wall at the outer edges of the observable universe, closing in on all sides, like a hyperluminal fog of death and chaos. Countless galaxies were consumed by the fog every second, although their ultimate fate was a mystery.

Unlike those of other "protected" galaxies, the inhabitants of Girdo did not want to take the risk of destruction. The called upon the help of the, some of the  and a few life-loving AIs of  to transport as many of the "truly alien" species housed in the reserve to a nearby Ark as possible. However, the stresses soon became too much for the ships to bear. The conversation between the Girdo Emperor and Tokzhalan Emperor was short.

"It's time for merging."

- Emperor Mazipnos

"Oh, yes. Definitely."

- Girdo Empire

Not only did the group minds of the two Empires merge, the ships shut down life support for all of their crew. Individual citizens were absorbed into the walls of the ships and killed, their consciousnesses merged with the new Collective Consciousness as a whole. A few DCP scientists, Cephalodian representatives and Spodist priests were on board the Commodore Hlraka's Imperium-class ship, the Starfighter, and they were unwittingly absorbed too.

The Imperial ships communicated with those of the AIs, who decided that it was for the best to merge their own minds into the Consciousness too. The Cephalodian steed-ships, being living creatures, were feeling the worst strain of all, so the Imperial ships beamed bionanobots into their flesh so that the same effect would be achieved. The Cephalodians and their ships merged into one, and also became connected to the Consciousness.

Meanwhile, the rest of the DCP was in the process of boarding another Ark over half a megaparsec away. The Xhodocto, feeling in a mood to show off their power and take revenge against one of their former enemies, sent out a long tendril of Chaos Energy to instantaneously vaporise the entire 560,000-mile-long ship, which then retracted back into the fog - now only a few gigaparsecs from the First Gigaquadrant. All that remained of the Coalition, a large portion of their space fleet, decided that the best option was a final charge against their foes. A billion ships set off towards the encroaching darkness.

The fog came ever closer, and soon it began picking off the outer galaxies of the Gigaquadrant. It seemed as though the Xhodocto were merely playing with the mortal races that lived there and once opposed them, knowing full well that nothing in their arsenals could hope to defeat the Archdemons. At last, the DCP fleet reached the outer edges of the fog, and dived into the abyss, presumably never to be seen again. As the ships vanished, the cloud stopped its momentarily. The sacrifice had, somehow, bought enough time for the first Arks to disappear. But then the fog continued, devouring the entire Xanthra Cluster, before moving onto to last few galaxies in the universe. As the fog hit Girdo, it paused again. Xhodocto swarmed around the dwarf galaxy, trying to find away into the pocket reality that had kept its inhabitants safe for five billion years. After a few more seconds, they succeeded. The final Arks disappeared as the cloud resumed its course and swallowed the last few galaxies. The universe was no more.

Stories of Evacuation
Inside the Gigaquadrant, many individuals saw many different views of the destruction of the universe. Some would see galaxies suddenly disappearing and others would see Chaos fog flowing harmlessly across their homeworld, while others would see nothing but fire and and the sudden and painful end of everything that they had ever known.

Stories of Wental
The Wental Galaxy had never been a very important place. Yes, there had been wars, yes there had been major conflict, but even so it wasn't all too important. As such, no Arks came to Wental, no one bothered to save the Wental Species. So they went to the arks. Some of them. THey were divided on their choice of action, and so the entire Wental Galaxy was split. Many went to the Milky Way, where and Ark would be waiting. Others, however, went to Bunsen, hoping that and Ark would show up there. Bunsen phased out of the universe, those Wentalians weren't heard from again. The Milky Way Wentalians, however, managed to get into an Ark and escape in one piece, albeit smaller. They survived. As their galaxy was rendered lifeless, they survived. And, to their great luck and amazment, they were even able to save the Wental Transgates, which, upon Xhodocto attack, shrank down into the size of a human wedding ring and were able to be loaded into ships with ease. They would never woprk like the originals, but they would still connect Wental Territories. The Wentalians met and befriended the Guardians of Times Gate while they were in the Ark, and had even managed to save Teron and Trat-Rem-Yui.

The Electromagnetic Gods, living with stars not planets, were unable to flee. They had lived in their stars for so long it was impossible for them to leave, and the Arks weren't built for them. On top of that, stars are hard to movev evne for a species as powerful and advanced as the Electromagnetic Gods. They were saved by a mysterious group of beings who claimed to be fellow gods, which allowed the Electromagentic Gods to live unknown to the universe for eons to come.

The Phreonics Lords, always plotting and insidious, used this mass-mixing of species to blend into them. They took on forms of the species selected and vanished into their populations, preserving their kind in the way of their ancestors: by theivery and trickery. Using powerful genetic tech, they could breach the species barrier and treproduce with near any biological species. And so they did, for the entire journey, hding themselves among the members of other species.

The smaller empires called the Ma Cine Democracy and the Nact Myriim both encountered and befriended each other and the Wental Species, though they joined no sides in their conflict. These two small young and now scared species became closely bound over the journey, as they were similar in many ways. The two species agreed to an alliance and got the Guardians of Times gate to join as well, creating the Tri-Emp Alliance, more comenly called the Triumph Alliance.

Shellious Imperium Story
In Wental as it was being destroyed the imperium was taking drastic measures. The imperium gathered there people from there mining worlds and moved to the Bunsen and Milky Way galaxies. Shellis itself wanted to surive and went to the shellious territory in the milky way's crab nebulae. The Shellious fleet moved around wental collecting battle treasures and people to get out of it before it would be destroyed.

In progress

Delpha Coalition of Planets
Tracks: Burial, Time Travel, One Last Run, Face of Boe, The Sun's gone dim

End of the line
The end times were very quick for the Delpha Coalition of Planets. The Vi'Navitum arks, an uncountable amount were appearing all over the universe. Some were rejected by civilizations, others were used. Several arks approached the space near the Delpha Sector. Not all were for the Coalition, the others came for alliances such "The Civilization" and the AI Netspace. The majority of the Coalition was piled into one of the arks, there was not enough time to spread out...

The wave of unreality approached, ripping through the Milky Way at faster than the speed of light. As it approached the Milky Way's arks, a huge tendril several hundred light years across swatted the DCP's ark, consuming it in pure chaos energy.

Now more tendrils of chaos approached the rest of the Milky Way's population. But not all of the DCP had been destroyed. The DCP's entire military force, ships billions strong, in the last push of pure defiance and valour plunged into the heart of the fog. This was under the command of Warlord Kilnok. The First Ones had granted the DCP has the protectors and guiders of the Milky Way. Now the DCP was gone, they had nothing more to live for. The entire fleet, dreadnoughts, superdreadnoughts and superweapons penetrated the fog. Within the fog, weapons fire could be seen. The cloud had stopped. For a moment, witnesses aboard the arks cheered, it looked as if the DCP was winning! However, to the dismay of the onlookers, the cloud got thicker and thicker until the weapons fell silent one by one. This sacrifice, had cost the Delpha Coalition of Planets, but had saved the entire Milky Way's population. The Vi'Navitum arks shifted out of reality and the wave of unreality consumed the universe wiping out traces of the Coalition's existence.

Last beautiful day
Warlord Kilnok did something he had never done before. Abandon his fleet, his crew. But orders no longer mattered. The DCP, and countless other civilizations had been wiped out. Flying the Star Sailor, Kilnok pushed his tachyon engines to speeds never seen. Tachyon shift causes the ship to lose mass in order to speed up, and the Star Sailor was now going so fast the ship's mass was decreasing instead of its complement of fuel.

As the ship was wasting away around him, Kilnok searched for a planet he could at least breath on. Then he found it, a world lush with green and blue. Kilnok beamed out of his ship before it faded away completely. Kilnok found himself in a large meadow of grass-like plants, short, as if it had been cut. He saw a small hill, and sat on it, watching the alien sun move across the sky, the white fluffy clouds as well. The wind was warm, and sweet scent of grass was quite distinctive. It felt like he watching it for an eternity, however, this was merely psychological. As he watched, the unmistakable wave of unreality approached. It had slowed down now, just for him? He thought. He was right.

A voice spoke behind him. The voice of Anzaghar. Kilnok looked behind him, nothing was there. Kilnok demanded that Anzaghar would dare show himself. ''So. It all comes down to this Kilnok. You are the last of your entire pathetic empire.'' -Anzaghar ''Oh you have to come and spoil the moment. Tormenting me as much as you like, I don't care.'' -Kilnok ''That is what I do. I have come here, mortal, to watch you consumed. You are on my final death list. ''I'm making this a good one to remember. -Anzaghar'' ''Tell me, Anzaghar. Once you have destroyed all life, your existence will have no purpose whatsoever. You and I are more similar than you think. We are in the same position. -Kilnok'' Anzaghar roared, and wave of unreality approached once more, blotting out the alien sun, the oceans began to evaporate, the grass charred into ash. Kilnok's armour began to melt. Kilnok was sure that inside the wave, within the fog, he could see ethereal faces, demonic, laughing, squabbling and feasting.

But as he watched this, A vast light descended on him, blotting out even the wave of unreality. Was this death? Kilnok thought, but he heard the Xhodocto beside him enraged.

The Epicon
The Epicon was perhaps the DCP's last innovation. Like Project Timeship, it not only combined the DCP's best technology, but also, technology taken from other even more advanced civilizations.

It was in a test flight during these events. As the wave of unreality approached it, the captain had no idea what was coming for them. Walled in from all sides, there was only one chance of survival. The ship was capable of time travel. The ship fired out a mirror-like pod, which cast the ship in radiation which turned it into antimatter. Antimatter is just like normal matter, but it travels back in time. Entangling a few photons into the current era, so the ship could find its way back, the Epicon slipped out of the Xhodocto's grasp.

Carmetego's aid
In the Realm of Dreams, Carmetego observed as the Xhodocto approached. He saw the Vi'Navitum Arks, but they couldn't be able of saving everyone. Carmetego decided to do something for those who helped save the Realm before.

A gigantic star sized vortex formed next to territory. In New Draka, Carmetego appeared and was greeted by Jerkon, Koluap and.

Jerkon - ''Hey Carmetego! What brings you here?'' Carmetego - ''We don't have much time left, guys! The Xhodocto are going frenzy around the multiverse and they are approaching this galaxy very fast!'' Koluap - ''Xhodocto, eh? Where's my lava bucket?'' Herquie - If the Xhodocto themselves are atacking, then we will be vapourized in seconds! Carmetego - ''Not really, there is a way of escaping. I'll send this planet to the Realm of Dreams and leave you guys in an hibernation state. After the Vi'Navitum Arks find a new inhabitable universe, I'll just wake you guys up and deploy the planet into security in your new home.'' Jerkon - How many planets can you save? Carmetego - ''Unfortunatly, not many. You see, I have to manually move the planets, so it takes me times. I'll just save New Draka for you, and then I'll save some more species.'' Herquie - ''Alright, seems fine. We can always rebuild.'' Carmetego - ''Ok, so, since you guys are cool and I know you, I'll give you 5 minutes before the hibernation begins, so say goodbye to your friends and all that. Meanwhile I'll save some species.''

Carmetego disappeared and the Dracs around the planet prepared themselves. While the captains prepared the palace, Herquie went to a forest, wanting a break from all that. He sitted in the grass and looked up.

Herquie - ''It's a problem after the other. We just barely stopped the Corruptus and then here comes their friends to ruin the peace...''

A voice echoed through the forest. Voice - Herquie, peace is not something that comes easy. Herquie - ''Huh? Who is there?'' Voice - It is something we need to fight for.

Herquie looked behind him, and to his surprise, found a Rainbow Snake.

Herquie - I though you guys were extinct. Snake - ''We are eternal, Herquie. The Vida'Rra were never the only creatures to ascend into this level.'' Herquie - Your voice...why is it so familiar? Snake - ''Because we knew each other before, Herquie. We knew each other veyr well...'' Herquie - ''...Lizzera? Is that you?''

Lizzera was Herquie's wife and love interest in the Bonio Empire. She was killed by the Marinox 526 years ago along with the empire, and because of her death, Herquie could no longer feel happiness until he aided in Shu'ulathoi's defeat.

Herquie - ''Lizzera! You are alive! I can' believe this!'' Lizzera - ''I'm happy to see you too, Herquie. However, we don't have much time left.'' Herquie - What do you mean? Lizzera - ''The fate of this universe has been sealed. The Xhodocto destroyed all the Rainbow Snakes scattered around the multiverse while in their march of doom.'' Herquie - Don't tell me... Lizzera - Yes Herquie, I am the last one alive. Herquie - ''You can still be saved! Come to the Realm of Dreams with us!''

Lizzera changed her shape into a Bonio and wrapped her tail around Herquie's, the Bonio equivalent of a kiss.

Lizzera - ''I can't, Herquie. I must stay and aid the Vi'Navitum. Every second counts.'' Herquie - Will I ever hear from you again? Lizzera - ''It's possible. Now, go back to the Drac palace.''

Herquie left, giving a last look back, and Lizzera was no longer there. New Draka was sucked into the vortex and frozen in Thoi Themek, along with several other planets, such as the homeworlds of the Ermitants, Gros and several other species.

"Don't forget, Herquie. We will always be eternal."

Watching the Fireworks
In the neighboring multiverse of Artrus, Holy Empress Illia awoke just in time to see the fireworks go off. She burst from the trancelike sleep of the Ravenrii with a start, eyes snapping open. She swallowed roughly and realized she’d been holding her breath. She was gasping like she’d sprinted across half the planet. Sweating. It wasn’t normal. Then again, nothing seemed normal nowadays. The queen pulled back her curtain of hair and tucked it behind her horns, her other palm on her forehead. She took in what was strange, and opened an eye. Everything glowed orange.

“What in the heavens…” she noticed something else. Everything was shock still. Quiet. Without any preamble she threw off the silk covers and jumped out of her vast bed, landing softly on the marble floor. Where was everyone? She noticed where the orange light came from, spewing in from a half-opened door that led to a hallway and a balcony to the outside. She frowned. They were in the middle of the night, a hundred miles in the air, on the verge of space itself. It was the tallest structure on the planet. There should have been no light. A deep rumble stirred outside. That did it. She undid the heavy ties on the great robes of state she wore-they made her slow and fumbling. Layers of silver cloth fell to the floor, leaving her slight figure bare. Only a glinting headdress stayed on her head. She didn’t like wearing clothes, anyway. They were a stupid mortal invention. Free of her hindering robes she treaded lightly towards the door and slipped out. The rumbling became louder. She could hear other things, too…crackling. It sounded like flames. This time she had to resist the urge to swallow, as unnecessary as it was, but she couldn’t shake off the dread of what was ahead. The only time Ravenrii acted mortal was around death. She reached a turn in the hallway, and forced herself to look into the light. There were all her guards, standing looking silently at the sky from the balcony. It was a strange sight. She approached gingerly. One of them turned to look at her, ignoring her nakedness. He said nothing. A single finger of his pointed at the sky, and she looked up.

What she saw made her lower lip drop.

A titanic ball, a mass of fire stood burning among the stars what must've been a billion billion miles away, bigger than any planet or star or galaxy she’d ever seen. She could feel the heat as if the flames were touching her skin. The space around it seemed to melt, twisting and ripping with a sound that made her back shiver. She turned to the guard.

“What is it?” She only got a sad look for a response. The Raven sighed and almost whispered,

“Plazith. Cyrannus. Xanthra. Tokzhalan, Girdo, Andromeda, Lyan...everything else. A universe. The First Gigaquadrant.” Illia’s face blanched. She clasped the stone rail of the balcony as the cloud of fire burned in the distance, its rumbling making even this planet shake.

“Nothing we can do about it, is there?”

“No."

A single golden tear escaped as she clamped here eyes shut. She was sick of the orange, sick of the rumbling and crackling of the faraway universe blowing apart. It looked like a cloud of malevolent fireworks. The only thing they could do, as far away as they were form the blaze as they were, as safe from the hellfire as they could be, was watch the skies. Watch a universe burn.

It was quite a sight.

The Return
The Arks had left the universe, and by use of went outside even the quantum foam, and therefore anything that resembled conventional spacetime. Other supernatural races followed, but in the infinite expanse of the true void, they could not find the Arks. Although to those in the Arks, it seemed as though nothing had happened, back in spacetime decades had passed. As soon as the universe was once more able to support life, the Arks entered the universe, and the others followed.

The first Arks, carrying truly alien life, were the first to arrive. Their payloads were delivered to various galaxies across the Local Supercluster. A few ships of the, the new entity that resulted from the Girdo-Tokzhalan-Delpha-Cephalodian-Spodist-Technoospheric Collective Consciousness, were left in each galaxy as guardians, as the Vi'Navitum had more important rebuilding work to do elsewhere.

When that happened, the refugees from the Xhodocto attack, including parts of galaxies that had been saved by the intervention of divine races, were returned the the universe. There, Apalos ships greeted them, describing the current situation and how civilisations would need to work together in their new world. Then, the Apalos left them all to rebuild without interference.

The Allmind's possession
Mahedore Zozhro observed as empires colonized the new universe. His zealots built him an enormous spaceship, which now served as the new hub for the Gynash Dragons. He had no need for the Gnaaha Galaxy anymore.

As he travelled through space, he noticed a dark nebula approaching his ship. Gynash Dragons were sent to investigate it, but as they approached it, they all died out. As the nebula came closer, it simply disappeared. Mahedore came back at watching his screens, as a voice started to talk out of nowhere.

Voice - Look at you. Mahedore - Huh? Voice - ''In these cables. You look like a floor decoration!'' Mahedore - ''Stop acting like a Zorkan! They make fun of me all the time!'' Voice - Don't you wish you could be free of all this? Mahedore - I wish, but I need all this to stay Immortal. Voice - This is not the only way available... Mahedore - Tell me more then.

A baby Gynash Dragon then appeared next to Mahedore.

Mahedore - Hi, future servant.

The baby's eyes shined purple with a dark grin.

Baby - ...You will not survive. Mahedore - Huh?

The baby Dragon engulfed into purple flames and grew in size, taking the form of Shu'wokerama. The demon roared as Mahedore watched, scared.

Mahedore - What are you doing here? Shu'wokerama - I am here to make a proposal.

After hearing this, Mahedore became calmer.

Mahedore - Ok, what is it? Shu'wokerama - I have seen your need of being immortal, and I have also seen these interesting weapons..what you call them...Gynash Dragons. Mahedore - ''Indeed. They are my eyes and ears.'' Shu'wokerama - ''So my proposal is: I will give you the power of immortality, plus new powers beyold your mere compreension, and in enchange, you and your Dragons will become my servants. I lack an army, and I have been separated from my original kind. So I am giving you the chance of freedom, in enchange of your soul!'' Mahedore - ''............Allright. I accept. Though, I demand some peace once in a while, can that happen?'' Shu'wokerama - Fine, so be it. Mahedore - Then I agree. Shu'wokerama - ''Very well. Let's get this over with.''

A chaotic Shu'olerthae then formed from Shu'wokerama's body.

Mahedore - What species is he? Shu'wokerama - All you need to know is that this little sphere...is your future.

The Shu'olerthae then started to possess Mahedore.

Mahedore - ''AAAAA!!! WHAT IS HAPPENING?'' Shu'wokerama - ''Your soul has been linked to mine, for while I live, you shall not die. You are free from these machines to do whatever you want, but when I need you, you WILL attend to my will!''

Mahedore ripped off his cables and looked around. He was free and alive.

Mahedore - ''OH MY IRSKAAD I AM FREE!!! *he bowed at Shu'wokerama* I serve you forever.'' Shu'wokerama - ''You will notice your body is different. This is just a demonstrations of the powers you have obtained. Now, go live your life. I have things to do.''

Shu'wokerama disappeared. Mahedore's zealots all bowed to his new form. He had never felt better in his life. However, it would only be a matter of time before the corruption of the entropy turned him into an evil person...