Fiction:Second Borealis Galactic War/Prologue

This is the prologue of the.

=Prologue to Destruction=

The Perfect Fate Comes
In a realm outside of the third dimension entirely,, the mastermind behind the wars in the late , arrived through a portal he had created. He landed on the nearest solid ground he saw, in the purple void-like dimension, and bent a knee as he awaited his master's orders. He was filled with excitement, his million years patience was about to finally pay off. Appearing before him was a sleek, tall with features resembling a : it was, one of Durzhan's masters. He floated in front of the, his four arms crossed around themselves as he opened his eyes and spoke.


 * Kolossus - Ah, Durzhan. I see you fare well.
 * Durzhan - Yes, master. My patience shall reward all of us in time.
 * Kolossus - Our Emperor has given the word, Durzhan. The Perfect Fate approaches.

A smile formed on Durzhan's face, as he looked up at Kolossus. He rose from his knees, and levitated.


 * Durzhan - Tell me what I must do to bring it about. This timeline shall be ours.
 * Kolossus - All in due course. Our mutual superiors would not want things rushed. But you are to see to it that the Ottzelloans will achieve the Fate reserved to them. To aid you, we grant you some, let's call them, gifts.

Kolossus opened his arms and snapped his fingers. By his side manifested two individuals, one a, another a. They were familiar faces to Durzhan: and. Durzhan looked at them both, then back at Kolossus, and nodded his head.


 * Durzhan - Good. I shall put them to use.
 * Kolossus - This galaxy must be plunged into war for the Fate to be achieved. See that it is done. Make contact with our fellow demon followers of the, for I am confident they will be willing to assist you.
 * Durzhan - I know exactly how I shall achieve the Fate. I know how to make the Ottzelloans willing. I shall play on their weakness, their emotions. The feeling of hopeless. Of fear. They will lust for revenge, and pray for their survival. And then, only then, will they be willing. I shall toy with them, and they shall give me what I want. They shall want it too.
 * Kolossus - I see you and I follow similar trails of thought. However, be warned. There have been certain... complications. An obstacle stands in the Perfect Fate's path.
 * Durzhan - Then we shall use it to our advantage. It, too, shall play with the weaknesses of the Ottzelloans, and of this pitiful galaxy.
 * Kolossus - The so-deemed Vague Fate seeks to usurp us of our Perfect Fate. See that it fails to accomplish that.
 * Durzhan - I shall sow mistrust amongst the Borealis natives. I shall use the war of this dystopian galaxy to my advantage. No Vague Fate shall stop the Perfect Fate.
 * Kolossus - Emperor Zargoth will be proud of our work. Or at least, as much as he can demonstrate. Now go, the three of you, for you have much to do.

With this, Kolossus's form was engulfed in darkness as he teleported away, leaving Durzhan and the others to their own devices. Durzhan looked at them both once more, and grinned, then turned away as he opened a portal for them back to the third dimension.


 * Durzhan - Let us plunge this galaxy into the longest war it has sufferred in its timeline.