“Watch as we become the true inheritors of the Cold Ones' legacy!”
“Let the galaxy burn! Let the heavens bleed!”
“For long He has fed and grown in strength. Now, as the foolish attempt against His design, He will rise and make His word law once more. There is only one absolute... His absolute.”
This is the third part of the Second Borealis Galactic War.
Legacy of the Cold OnesEdit
The Gyronidium ProblemEdit
A few days after the huge battle in the Zoles Imperium territory, each of UNOL decided to hold a meeting, in which they also invited the leaders of the Indoctrinate Collective, the Zoles and the Niaka Special Forces to discuss what their next steps would be. They would presumably keep their other allies, such as the Divinarium and Apalos, informed later, though for now the Divinarium aided by helping to fight off remaining PMC activity, which was drastically decreasing after its morale had been shattered by the failed battle.
The long war was far from over, but they were much more confident now that they had pushed back against Zaarkhun's greatest attack. But with the Zoles Imperium shattered by the attack, and the Unified Nation shattered by the Vague attacks, they were unsure if they were prepared for whatever Kolossus was about to throw at them. To make matters worse, Kolossus was yet to make a move against them, and he was extremely unpredictable. Time is meaningless to him, so presumably, he could attack whenever, and they would have no way to prepare. Representing the Zoles was Grand-Commandant Vekaron, while the Niaka were represented both by Chief Minor Xeron and the leader herself, Chief Major Xerkea. The Indoctrinate Collective, predictably, was represented by Royal Captain Vyutrin.
- Tuolog - You know why I call this meeting. In light of recent events, we must discuss our next course of action. While we do have Vague helping us out, we are still left much weaker than we were when we started this war, and there still more to do.
- Vekaron - The private military offensive on the Zoleia Sector has, for the most part, been dismantled. However, we are no longer in a position to launch an offensive of our own. The attack was vicious, to say the least.
- Xerkea - At the very least, you managed to capture half of the Consortium Network's leadership in one swoop. A shame Volim escaped, however, I'd have loved to interrogate him.
- Yogtam - Yes, and our intelligence tells us the Consortium Network is now mostly in disarray. Needless to say, hundreds of their business ties have been cut now that it's clear they do work with the Wranploer Legion, and there are sources which tell us that General Volim does not even intend to free Zaarkhun from his prison cell.
- Vekaron - Volim is a ruthless warmonger who believes the Wranploer are the true "rulers" of the galaxy. As successful as Zaarkhun may appear to be, he's still an alien; I doubt Volim sees him as anything but a pawn.
- Yogtam - This comes as little surprise to me. But Volim would be foolish, as Zaarkhun is a very valuable asset to him, being a much better strategist and all. We can be thankful at least that the Consortium Network remains much weaker than it was, and pose much less of a coordinated threat to us.
- Vyutrin - The pirates are the least of our worries. What about the demons? What's the situation?
- Tralkik Commander - If you are referring to the Vyro'Ralza, or the Traffphyds, we are yet to hear from them, which is worrying. If you refer to the Devourer's Chosen, we have no reason to believe that they are stepping down their attacks. If anything, they will become a much bigger threat than before.
- Tuolog - There is one immediate threat we must worry about, however. The Loron.
- Zr'Ahgloth - lmao like frekloars lot ar an actual thret hahahahaha
- Tuolog - They are. Let me explain.
Through the holograms they were using to communicate one another, Tuolog displayed the image of the massive Chronoscopic boulder stolen from Sequencium when the Loron were brought there with the others.
- Tuolog - This is an example of a completely pure chunk of Gyronidium. It the metal all Chronoscopic structures is based on; solidified Essence, you could say. The Loron took one of these and ran off with it. Can you imagine the sheer amount of energy this chunk could generate? Or worse, if the Loron learn to manipulate the Essence, they could empower themselves to a frightening extent.
- Tralkik Commander - My calculations as to the power that this chunk possesses are immeasurable. The chunk comes straight from the Chronoscopic realm itself, so it has untold power that we are unable to harness. It is crucial therefore that we defeat the Rogue Boyz leadership and take the shard away from them as soon as possible, as a first priority. The Rogue Boyz are a much more unpredictable threat than any others we are facing.
- Vyutrin - So you're saying that little band of idiots is carrying around a nuke thinking it's a jewel. Well, can't say I'm particularly surprised about their behavior.
- Xeron - I'll be calling my fleets to take the fight to the Loron then. They've been a thorn in our side for years and they were in cohorts with Zaarkhun; they deserve to die like all the others who attempt against justice!
- Yogtam - Interestingly enough, they may actually be more likely to try and free Zaarkhun than Volim is. That just adds another reason to take them out.
- Zr'Ahgloth - i got beef wiv frekloar so dats anotha reeson
- Feldosia - You know, I find it oddly convenient how Kolossus brought the Loron to the realm and then this happened. I get the feeling he planned this from the start.
- Tuolog - It very likely that he did. We must prepare for that eventuality. As our fleets are heavily damaged, I believe it best for us to focus our efforts with a small task force of us to take out the leaders. The Niaka fleets will be helpful in fighting the Rogue Boyz too, but we best focus on cutting them off at the head.
- Vekaron - There's only one issue. Unlike the rest of our foes, the Rogue Loron use a mobile capital. We don't know where they may be hiding.
- Tralkik Commander - This is true, however Loron are still very predictable and easy to lure out with the right bait. If we attack one of their planets with a fleet led by Zr'Ahgloth, they are likely to come in with their biggest fleet, in which we can confront them head on.
- Vekaron - A fair point. I almost forgot we are dealing with idiots and not an actual empire.
- Tuolog - It is decided then. Niaka Special Forces fleets and a few ships led by Zr'Ahgloth fight Rogue Boyz, we wait for them to send their largest fleet, and then we attack the leaders with task force. In meantime, we remain on defensive elsewhere and try to recover and rebuild from recent attacks in preparation for whatever happens next?
- Vekaron - So be it.
- Xeron - I'm going to enjoy this!
Meanwhile, aboard the Propa Big Rogue Krooza, each of the Rogue Boyz Leedas and Warbosses had gathered around the Chronoscopic boulder in awe of it. Many even stared at it unblinking, their mouths drooling. However, none were able to touch it, because Rel'larutina had confiscated it from them and set up an electric barrier which electrocuted any of the Loron who tried to grab it.
- Fre'kloar - shiny...so shiny...man dis is da sikkest bling eva
- Hagto'Zhl - man dis is so much bling i dont even kno wat ta do wit it
- Grak'tona - MA ROYAL GEM I DECIDED ALREDY PUT IT IN MA THRONE
- Jol'kiar - SHUT UP YOO STOOPID KID DIS BLING BELONGS TA ALL DA LEEDAS (but mostly me)
- Grak'tona - YA MEEN MA ROYAL BODYGUARDS? LMAO YOO FREEKIN PLEBS, ONLY DA KING GETS TA HAV DA SHARD TO HIMSELF, NONE OF YOO LOWLY PEEPZ
- Fre'kloar - WANNA SLAP???
- Grak'tona - GO FOR IT YOR JUS GONNA LOOSE DA FITE LIKE YOO LOST OUR FIRST FITE LMAO
- Fre'kloar - SHUT UP MAN YOO CHEETED DAT TIME
- Grak'tona - ITS NOT CHEETIN IF DA KING DOES IT
- Rel'larutina - Ugh, how long do I have to confiscate this thing from you utter lunatics? Do you guys even know what it is?
- Jol'kiar - COURS WE DO DUMBA ITS A GIANT GOLD NUGGET
- Rel'larutina - You think it's made of gold?
- Fre'kloar - well its yellow its shiny an i want it so it must b gold
Rel'larutina sighed and walked off, meanwhile the other confused Warbosses looked at one another trying to suss out what it actually is.
- Kal'kuir - hmmmm by ma calculashons its not akshully gold. ya see its akshully made of platinum but den da reflekshons frum da ship mae it look a totally different color. derefore its a PLATINUM NUGGET
- Voa'reak - platinums betta dan gold innit? DIS MEENS ITS BETTA DAN WE THOUT
- Zalk'don - I KNO HOW TA SETTLE DIS. THROW BOMS AT IT. IF IT CRAKS OPEN DEN ITS GOLD. IF ITS STUK TOGETHA DEN ITS PLATINUM OR A RARER METAL
- Knar'gank - dont thro bomz inside da ship yoo idiot yor gonna kill everyun
- Zalk'don - SHUT UP MAN NOT MY FAULT IF DEY CANT RUN AWAY IN TIME
- Brag'klogga - EVERYUN SHUT UP. I CAN FEEL IT IN MA BONES... DA POWA OF DA GODZ!!!!!!!!!!!!! but in reverse kind of
- Drizz'pyrokirk - yeh??? lets lissen
Brag'klogga slammed his staff down and then stood on a table, for the other Loron to listen to him.
- Brag'klogga - ya see, dis fing heer is akshully in da HOLY BOOKS as one of ZR'AN'KAR'S MASSIV SHINY BLING GEMS. basically wat happened is dat Zr'An'Kar wore dis bling an decided dat whoeva can take dis becoms a MASSIV ULTIMATE GIANT LORON OF DEFF but in orda ta do dis dey hav ta gatha around a campfire. wen dey do dat dey gatha around an sing da ancient ritual campfire saying basically how great campfires an zr'an'kar is an den zr'an'kar determines who is worfy of dis gift. so we gotta do dat an den we get da ULTIMAT POWA OF ZRANKAR HIMSELF!!!! MAN I KNEW DERE WAS A REESUN HE BROUGHT US TO DAT RELM
- Hagto'Zhl - SO DATS WAT DAD WAS GONNA PROPOSE US??? SIK!!! OK LADS WE GOTTA GET A PLACE TA MAKE A CAMPFIRE DEN
- Brag'klogga - hmmm da holy books kinda contradict demselves on dis issue, som of da holy books suggest dat Zr'An'Kar had 7 different gems but deyz probably wrong now
- Voa'reak - tbh we dunt need 7 gems when we got ONE BIG ONE
- Brag'klogga - yeh exactly dis one is powaful enuff
- Fre'kloar - ITS SETTLED DEN. WE GO SOMEWHER AN MAKE A CAMPFIRE AN DO DA FING AN BECOME DA BEST
- Brag'klogga - one fing tho. zr'an'kar ONLY givs da powa ta loron whos PROPA WORTHY an who NEED IT. so basically we hav ta alredy be in a fite at da time before we perform da ritual. so i suggest we wait until Zr'Ahgloth attakz us, becuz hes a jelus prik, an den we land dere an use it
- Hagto'Zhl - ye man i bet hes plottin ta steel da gem. man i hate dat guy wat a losa
- Brag'klogga - he probz is reedin da Holy Book of Da Badass Godz: False Edishon in which it was Roz'Tah'Flok who made da gem too
- Fre'kloar - DAT MAKES ME SIK TO MA STOMACH. OK SO EVERYUN CHILL OUT AN WAIT TIL DA FITE STARTS, DEN WE DO STOOF
- Rel'larutina - Great, so I can keep this confiscated from you for a little while.
- Grak'tona - STOOPID WOMAN LET DA KING TOUCH HIS BLING NAO
- Brag'klogga - DONT DEFACE DA HOLY ITEMZ
Grak'tona crossed his arms and begun mumbling under his breath. The rest of the Loron then left, excited about the prospects of who could become empowered by Zr'An'Kar's gem, and began reciting all of their campfire ritual songs in order to ensure that their plan was successful.
Battle for the GyronidiumEdit
Da Thugz Is Da BestEdit
Arriving in the orbits of a planet famed for its pizza factories in this subsector of the Ottzello Sector, a large Niaka fleet accompanied by the UNO Omega Commander starship began to fire upon the orbital defences of the world. The entire planet below was mostly a large jungle with a few Loron settlements, and once the defences were breached, they would presumably begin bombing the world from orbit to target the factories once they found them, trying to lure the Loron out.
However, the Loron were lured out of hiding much quicker than expected. The Omega Commander led by UNOL was confronted by several Loron Sik Ships, with Zr'Ahgloth delivering insulting messages to each of them as he portrayed himself as the front for this battle. The Niaka had arrived in their own ships, providing assistance against the Rogue Boyz's fleet, while the Leedas of the Loron responded to Zr'Ahgloth in equal measure through communications, though they could not quite pinpoint their location yet.
- Zr'Ahgloth - YO FREKLOAR COM AT ME BRO OR IMMA BOM YOR PIZZA PLANET LMAO
- Fre'kloar - OH MA DAYZ ZRAHGLOTH YOR SO THICK YOO WANNA STEEL OUR BLING
- Zr'Ahgloth - YEH MAN AN IF YOO DONT GIV IT TA ME IMMA BOM ALL YOR PIZZA PLANETS DEN YOR GONNA HAV A PIZZA FAMINE IN YOR EMPIYA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
- Brag'klogga - HERETIK!!! PIZZA DEFILER!!!!!!!!
- Fre'kloar - YOOD HARM DA PIZZA MAN YOR ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTIN
- Zr'Ahgloth - COM FITE ME DEN. AN BRING YOR GEM
- Fre'kloar - GET LOST LOSA WES GONNA USE DA BLING TA BECOM EVEN BETTA DAN WE ALREDI IS DEN WES GONNA BLOW UNO UP FOREVA OR SOMFIN
- Zr'Ahgloth - DONT MAKE ME LAFF DATS DA SILLIEST FING I EVA HERD. OI I DONT SEE DA ROGUE KROOZA IS YOO WIMPIN OUT??????
- Yogtam - Did you hear that? They already realized they can empower themselves with the boulder.
- Zr'Ahgloth - yeh dats kinda dum but tbh deyz probz too stoopid ta work out how ta do it yet so we mite have som time
- Fre'kloar - YA MOMS STOOPID I SWER IF WE WASNT PREPARIN OUR RITUAL ID GO DERE AN SLAP YOO
- Brag'klogga - DONT TELL DEM BOUT DA RITUAL IDIOT
- Fre'kloar - oh oops. OI GOLTHABEX GO DEEL WIV DIS PRIK
- Gol'thabex - sounds like fun. lets do dis frakboi
- Zr'Ahgloth - goltha who nao???
The communications had terminated, and neither Zr'Ahgloth nor any of UNOL could see any sign of the Rogue Krooza. However, the transmissions, though scrambled, could be traced back to the orbit, so they Leedas must have been close. While fighting off Rogue Loron, they kept looking.
As they proceeded forward, suddenly the UNO Omega Commander was shook as if a blast had hit its engines. From nowhere, the Omega Commander's engines had been disabled by what seemed to be an advanced ion blast, that had disabled the ship. Its power was now down completely, as were many other ships in the vacinity. The Omega Commander floated in space now as a sitting duck.
- Valzo - What was that?!
- Tralkik Commander - We have been directly hit by an ion strike. Ship systems reduced to emergency power supplies.
- Kralgon Emperor - Since when do these idiots have ion cannon technology? Do they even know what "ion" means?
Gol'thabex then sent a message to the Omega Commander to taunt them. It appeared that he was piloting his own starfighter.
- Gol'thabex - hurhurhur, dont undaestimat da Thugz Fer Dosh. we got da best weponz on da blak markit an dat includes da ion blasts dat made yor ship worfless.
- Zr'Ahgloth - DATS A STOOPID NAME, THUGZ FER DOSH. AN WHO DA HELL IS YOO WIV YOR STOOPID HAT???
- Gol'thabex - ma name is Gol'thabex, da Propa Big Thug Cheef. im da leeda of da Thugz Fer Dosh, da private military company of Thugz, aka da best an most veteran Loron fightas eva. wes even stronga dan da Rogue Boyz an we fite fer one fing: CASH.
- Kralgon Emperor - Get the power back on so we can blast the bastard to oblivion!
- Gol'thabex - dats anotha fing: good luk catchin me. ma starfighta is equipped wiv da fastest engines in Borealis. i also bought an installed dem illegally. catch me if ya can suckas
- Zr'Ahgloth - i like it hao he has ta tell us "oh its illegal btw". like WHAI WULD WE CARE MAN ITS IRRELEVANT
Gol'thabex then disappeared from communications, as UNOL felt their ship come under fire from more bombs launched by Gol'thabex' starfighter. While he was unable to do significant damage, he was able to destroy several of the ships' weapons, which would weaken it significantly if any of the Loron Sik Ships surrounded it. The only choice appeared to be to stop Gol'thabex' fighter and fix the ship.
- Tuolog - Any of us can pilot a starfighter? I might help you find him.
- Zr'Ahgloth - OOH ME ME ME I WANNA PILOT
- Valzo - Somehow, given how many points you have on your Pilot's License, and how it was almost taken away from you were you not a Leader, I doubt you are qualified for this.
- Zr'Ahgloth - DUM
- Tralkik Commander - We have limited data on this "Gol'thabex", but files show he is a very capable fighter and one of the most feared in Borealis' criminal circles. It will take a pilot of considerable skill to catch him. Furthermore, his ship makes frequent use of cloaking devices and he is skilled at fooling his opponents. We may need Yogtam to chase him, as I do not see a more capable fighter.
- Yogtam - Very well. I'll do my best to keep him from destroying anymore of the Omega Commander's weapons.
- Tuolog - I help you find him by tracking his location. Tralkik Commander and Kralgon Emperor, you do your best to keep ship online. Should we get it to work again, we possibly able to avoid Gol'thabex in battle entirely after that when we find where the Rogue Boyz Leedas are.
- Kralgon Emperor - I'd rather tear the idiot's ship to smithereens, but fine.
The arrangement was then settled. Yogtam quickly made for his starfighter and engaged in a dogfight against Gol'thabex, while the Emperor and Commander began working on rerouting power back to the ship's engines.
Gol'thabex' piloting skills were beyond what anyone would expect from any advanced pilot, let alone a Loron. Several times, Yogtam barely escaped with his life trying to dodge the mines that Gol'thabex placed to trap any who would follow him, and his ability to blur his opponents' view made it very hard to land a shot on his ship. Nonetheless, Yogtam was able to give him a good enough chase that he was broadly distracted from attacking the Omega Commander head on.
With several more Niaka and UNO starfighters engaging in the long-lasting dogfight against Gol'thabex, it was soon more than he could take. He was able to destroy many of their fighters, but not able to take them all on at once. While no one was able to destroy Gol'thabex' ship, they were able to buy enough time to get the Omega Commander online again.
- Tralkik Commander - I have a theory about the Rogue Leedas. I believe they have landed on the planet already to perform the "ritual" that Fre'kloar alluded to. I believe also that Gol'thabex is just here to waste our time. They believe we will be too preoccupied with him while they try to get their "ritual" to work.
- Valzo - That's deceptively cunning of Loron.
- Zr'Ahgloth - IS YOO CALLIN LORONZ DUM
- Feldosia - If that's the case then we better just go and take care of the Leedas.
- Tuolog - I look for them on planet. Once I find them, I give you coordinates and we land.
Seeing that Yogtam was pulling away from the fight, Gol'thabex was visibly irritated from the way he was flying. It was as if he took personal offense to not being considered a threat. Gol'thabex then flew up to the command bridge and fired bombs at it, knowing that he would be unable to pierce its shields, but wishing to get their attention.
- Gol'thabex - oi. OI. yoo best not run off wivout facin me. im da elitest of da elite. an i got a mishon: KILL YAS. so face me in combat befor ya face da othas
- Zr'Ahgloth - hmmmmmmmmmmmm let me fink... NO. WES GONNA GO AN SKIP YOO CUS YOR NOT EVEN A ROGUE LEEDA LMAO
Gol'thabex growled, but he remained much more collected than a Loron typically would. He terminated communications, and then within minutes, he teleported aboard the ship straight into UNOL's chamber. However, just as he landed, he landed several feet in the air and fell flat on his face. They looked puzzled, as he pulled himself up and then looked at the other Leaders.
- Gol'thabex - hm ok. dats illegal teleportashon tekk dat lets me get heer btw. anywayz PREPAR TA DIE
- Kralgon Emperor - You've made the worst mistake of your miserable life!
- Zr'Ahgloth - NO IDIOTS ALLOWED IN MA SHIP
Gol'thabex pulled up his tomahawk, and threw it towards the terminal in front of Zr'Ahgloth. Though made of extremely strong armour and a deflector shield, the tomahawk axe destroyed it completely, cutting it in half, as it was returned to Gol'thabex' arm. He chuckled a little, and approached Zr'Ahgloth, who then proceeded to knock him to the floor with a single punch.
- Gol'thabex - ...welp
- Zr'Ahgloth - IM GONNA BEET DA SNOT OUT OF YAS YOO CHEEKI PRIK
- Kralgon Emperor - As amusing as that sounds, nah. Just throw him into solitary confinement. We can make him watch his Leedas get destroyed first.
- Zr'Ahgloth - man yoo peepz can be reel buzzkillas somtimes i swer
Zr'Ahgloth proceeded to lean down and grab Gol'thabex by the throat, lifting him from the ground and carrying him away to be imprisoned.
The Commandos' ComebackEdit
On the planet's surface, the Leedas, who had already landed on the world in a shuttle, had not paid much attention to the space battle above. Each of them had gathered around a campfire with tents set up by Rel'larutina, as Drizz'pyrokirk lit up a fire for them (since they had forgotten how to do it with sticks). They began to sing a song that Brag'klogga believed was key to the campfire ritual.
- Leedas - C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G SONG. C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G SONG. AN YOO BETTA SING ALONG TO DIS IF YOO WANNA PLEEZ ZR'AN'KAR. AN IF YOO DONT DO DAT DEN YOR A TWIT...C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G SONG...
- Rel'larutina - This is honestly the stupidest thing you people have done, and you've done a lot of stupid stuff.
- Brag'klogga - HERESY!!! SING DA SONG IDIOT OR DA GODZ WILL BE DISPLEESED
- Rel'larutina - Sigh. Alright. C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song. C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song-
- Brag'klogga - DATS MOR LIKE IT
- Rel'larutina - And I can't believe these morons are making me sing along. When I do not believe in their stupid gods...
- Voa'reak - OI DID SHE SAY SOMFIN STOOPID?
- Zalk'don - SHES A CHIK. ALL DEY SAY IS STOOPID
- Leedas - HURHURHURHURHUR
Rel'larutina groaned some more, and then just ignored them as they got back to their chanting. She then saw a shuttle land in the distance that did not appear to be of Rogue Boyz design. She tried to get the attention of the Leedas, but they were busy chanting.
- Rel'larutina - Urm. Hello? UNO have landed!
- Hagto'Zhl - WUT??? TELL WHOEVA IT IS TA COM BAK LATA
- Rel'larutina - Yeah sure, alright, I'll just tell them that now. "Hey, UNO! They're kinda busy right now, so bomb our world later, yeah? Thanks!" Moron.
- Fre'kloar - MAN WAT IS YOO COMPLAININ ABOUT DIS TIME I SWER- OH MA DAYZ UNO HAS LANDED!!!!!!
- Grak'tona - WHAI DIDNT DA CHIK TELL US???? SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MA ROYAL LOOKOUT
- Rel'larutina - I-you know what? I don't even care, you guys are literally singing a kids' campfire song.
- Brag'klogga - UNO BESTED GOLTHABEX CUS YA DIDNT SING. DA GODZ IS UPSET AT US ALL!!!!!!!!
As each of them were squabbling, eventually a tent was blown up. The Loron turned, and through the trees, they saw Vaktyl of UNOC fire his chaingun at them. Immediately after, several of the trees were taken down as Thr'aloy, with Dalverat on his shoulder, charged through them, guns blazing.
- Vaktyl - Boom, baby! Rematch time!
- Thr'aloy - Commando unit ready for combat. OI ROGUE LOSAS WES HEER TA CRASH YA STOOPID PARTY!!!!
- Dalverat - Deliver the Gyronidium and we may give you quick deaths.
- Vailisa - Haha! The Fist take Gyronidium if you not give it!
- Commandant Darwishi - Woohoo! I'm ready to swoop in and catch it from yas!
- Ray'loth - OH MA DAYZ ITS DA COPYCAT SQUADRON. OI LADS GET REDI TA FITE
The Leedas all took cover behind the Gyronidium chunk as UNOC and the Warbosses clashed; Thr'aloy and Ray'loth, predictably, charged at one another delivering a flurry of punches, kicks, slaps and gunshots which would've done quick work of any normal Loron. They decided to spar with their shankas, using them almost like swords - although very small ones - as they dueled. Despite his rage and best efforts, however, Ray'loth was struck to the side and immediately slapped across the face, being sent straight into the ground as Thr'aloy stomped on his chest, laughing and pointing at him. Vaktyl was ready to lay down suppressing fire on the rest of the Warbosses, but quickly he was thrown off his feet by an explosion that came from Zalk'don, the overzealous explosion-loving warboss that would make a perfect match for Vaktyl's weapons. Ready for the challenge, he spun his chainguns around as he fired at Zalk'don, who ran through the trees. Once his railguns overheated and he needed to wait, Zalk'don picked the perfect opportunity to strike, firing a missile beneath Vaktyl's feet. Vaktyl, luckily, was equipped with just enough shielding to absorb it. He spotted his opponent from tracking where the missile came from, and pulled out his rifle, laying down a blast that incapacitated his opponent. He was satisfied with this.
The sound of engines was heard across the landscape as Naktor'zak prepared to run over whoever stood in his way, though he was stopped when Lupercal jumped on top of his tank, narrowing his eyes as he looked down upon it. It infuriated the Loron - he was still angry over Lupercal having ruined his paintjob the last time they fought -, and immediately attempted to ram the Radeon hybrid with his tank's cannon. It would not work, however; Lupercal was not so foolish to fall for the same cheap trick twice as he jumped down and taunted Naktor'zak to follow him, and he would give chase into the distance, blinded by anger and adrenaline as he went faster and faster... until Lupercal stopped on his tracks and Naktor'zak kept going, not knowing he had just launched himself off a cliff. As Voa'reak took to the skies to try and defend his fellows, he was caught off guard by a much faster Darwishi, who flew in from the tree line and knocked Voa'reak down to crash into one of them. Voa'reak maintained his composure and soared off well above the battlefield chasing Darwishi, and fired his weapons. Darwishi simply performed several barrel rolls in the air dodging them, before swinging around in a loop and now trailing Voa'reak. Voa'reak quickly turned around to hit Darwishi up front, but then found Darwishi had already gone. Instead, he flew straight first into a tree, and crashed, eventually falling to the floor and breaking his spine and many of his bones. Darwishi claimed victory here.
As Vailisa loomed over Kal'kuir, the Loron scientist took out his largest gun, only for the giant to slap it out of his hands. With a huff, he proceeded to take out another, equally large gun from his arsenal, only for Vailisa to, again, slap it out of his grasp. This would continue until Kal'kuir realized he had no guns left, causing him to giggle shyly as he turned his eyes to Vailisa.
- Kal'kuir - well dis is awkward. brb gettin mekk suit
- Vailisa - Humour the Fist!
Running off, Vailisa would wait for a few moments later with a large Loron Battle Mekk, equally as large as the Fist; he stomped across the landscape menacingly, displaying all the awesome weapons he had installed on the suit... before Vailisa sent a punch into the mekk's torso, crumbling it and sending nuts and bolts flying across the landscape. Kal'kuir fell flat on his face and was promply kicked away by Vailisa, disappearing from sight altogether. Zelfron III concentrated on the battlefield. He knew he was mostly surrounded by trees and wildlife, and that the Loron were effective at blending in here. He would try to find the best target for his blades and chase them into the trees, and then knock them down. Luckily, he found a target who made himself obvious: Drizz'pyrokirk, the freezflama who pulled out flamethrowers and burned the forests down looking for his opponents instead. Making a calculated move, Zelfron III leapt of the trees to knock Drizz'pyrokirk down, who quickly switched his ammunition to liquid nitrogen and froze Zelfron III's feet in place. While he was impressed at his opponents' quick thinking and quick reactions, he still had the upper hand. He tossed his blade at Zelfron III's liquid nitrogen gun, destroying it, and then lifted his legs out, and hurled towards Drizz'pyrokirk with fury, knocking him to the floor. Another opponent bested.
Kalcedia Myran, who had remained hidden in the vegetation, fired a shot which only narrowly evaded Knar'gank's head, who clenched his fist in annoyance as he activated his suit's invisibility. The Zazane was far more prepared compared to their last fight and knew what to expect, and reacted by letting go of her rifle and non-chalantly opening her arms, relaxing as she closed her eyes. Moments of silence would pass until she opened her eyes again, throwing her hands to her back as she grabbed the invisible Knar'gank's arm and threw him into the ground in front of her, causing a powerful impact with the ground as she kept the Loron trapped in place by stomping on his head while twisting his arm with her own.
- Knar'gank - ow ow ow OW OW OW!! hao did yoo kno i was dere?!?!
- Kalcedia - Because... you smell really bad, sugar, hm hm.
And that left the final matchup, between the two masters of Dark Chronoscopic power. Dalverat flew over towards Brag'klogga, who had been attempting to boost the power of the other Loron. Brag'klogga saw him, and quickly pointed his staff towards him.
- Brag'kloga - YOO. HERETIK OF DA GODZ. YOO SHALL NOT PASS
Brag'klogga thrust his staff to the floor, and a puff of smoke appeared in front of him. The Dark Chronoscopic smoke began to choke Dalverat, until he instead absorbed it, and then flew over and dug his teeth into Brag'klogga's neck. Brag'klogga first yelled, but then grabbed the Katel and tossed him to the floor. He fired a beam of Dark Chronoscopic at Dalverat, but he was able to dodge it with lightning fast reactions, freeze Brag'klogga in time, and kick him to the floor. Brag'klogga at first appeared incapacitated, but then quickly turned around.
- Brag'klogga - DA GODZ IS WIV ME TODAY! I WILL DESTROY YOO BY MORPHIN INTO MA FORM OF DEFF!!!!
He stood up, and slammed his staff to the floor, attempting to conjure more weapons. Instead, however, he conjured up a hat and a bass guitar, and began plucking it to play the campfire song. He then looked back at Dalverat, embarassed, who scratched his head.
- Brag'klogga - urm...yoo didnt see dat...ok bye
He this time vanished from sight with another puff of smoke. It appeared that all the Warbosses were defeated. The Leedas looked over the boulder trying to hide the fact they were intimidated, save for Grak'tona, who was nowhere to be seen.
- Jol'kiar - OH MA DAYZ DATS NOT FAIR DEY BEET ALL DA WARBOSSES
- Hagto'Zhl - LOAD DA LAST SAVE AN TRY AGEN OR SOMFIN
Tuolog, Zr'Ahgloth, and the rest of UNOL, all arrived on scene, with UNOC behind them.
- Zr'Ahgloth - YEH WAT NOW LOSAS
- Fre'kloar - YOR A THIKO MAN LEEV OUR BLING ALON WE STOLE IT FAIR AN SQUAR
- Tuolog - You willing to give up your "bling" for anyone at all?
- Jol'kiar - GET LOST LIL MAN ITS OUR BLING
Tuolog chuckled, and then quickly slammed his staff on the floor. A puff of smoke followed, and then from it, Gratz'kaoz appeared, and roared loudly, spitting saliva in Fre'kloar's face. His roar shook the jungle from miles away and partially defeaned Zr'Ahgloth, causing all the Leedas to point and scream in terror.
- Gratz'kaoz - RAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWR GIMME DA BLING!!!!!!!!!
- Fre'kloar - AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ITS FLIPPIN GRATZ'KAOZ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!
- Jol'kiar - DID NONE OF DA WARBOSSES GET OUT TA COM HELP US?????
At that moment, Brag'klogga appeared in front of Jol'kiar, sitting down on a stool and playing bass guitar.
- Brag'klogga - ya called? btw dis is a good song, can ya play drums ta it as well?
- Hagto'Zhl - IDIOT PAY ATTENSHON UNO JUS SUMMONED FLIPPIN GRATZ'KAOZ TA EET US!!!!!
Brag'klogga turned around, and turned back at the Loron, surprisingly calm.
- Brag'klogga - relax, bros. i got jus da fing. HOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Brag'klogga then, as Tuolog had just done, pulled out his own staff, and disappeared, leaving behind a similar puff of smoke. This time, Fre'gritol with Badgangmanz' head appeared, ancestors from Fre'kloar's family line. However, the form that Brag'klogga adopted was the form in which both Badgangmanz and Fre'gritol shared and fought for control over their body, meaning he could not control himself properly.
- Fre'gritol - SO GRATZKAOZ. WE MEET AGEN
- Badgangmanz - IDIOT DAT WAS MY LINE
- Fre'gritol - GET LOST BADGANGMANZ DIS IS MY BODY YA MUPPET
- Badgangmanz - MUPPET? MATE IM NOT DA ONE WHO LOST HIS HED. IF YOO BORROW MA HED DEN YOR GONNA HAV TA TAKE MA WHOL BODY YA TWIT
After a brief period of infighting, Fre'gritol coughed and turned towards Gratz'kaoz, and pointed.
- Fre'gritol - YOO SHALL LEEV DIS PLAIC AT ONCE
- Badgangmanz - dats da DUMMEST way ta be thretening eva. leev it ta me. YOO BES START RUNNIN OR IMMA KNOK YA TEEF OUT YA GIT
- Fre'gritol - git???? wat kinda insult is dat???? WOW YOR A FLIPPIN WANNABE GET OFF MA BODY
- Badgangmanz - IF I GET OFF YA BODY DEN YOO DIE YA IDIOT
At this point, Rel'larutina returned, carrying with her a glass of water. She looked at the defeated Warbosses and the two bickering illusions with a disinterested expression.
- Rel'larutina - Yeah, that's about what I expected was gonna happen, I guess.
- Fre'kloar - its sik ennit? MA ANCESTORS AR GONNA DEEL WIV DIS MESS DA GODZ SMILE ON US
- Rel'larutina - That's not your ancestors, that's Brag'klogga in disguise. And this "Gratz'kaoz" is just Tuolog in disguise too.
- Fre'kloar - LIES AN SLANDA. GET YOR FEMINAZI PROPAGANDA AWAY FRUM ME
- Rel'larutina - Hmpf. Typical.
As they kept bickering, Fre'gritol and Badgangmanz eventually took turns to throw punches at their own head, until the illusion dropped, and Brag'klogga fell to the ground in front of Gratz'kaoz. Tuolog also decided to drop the illusion, as he stood over Brag'klogga and chuckled.
- Tuolog - Hehe. That almost too convincing.
- Hagto'Zhl - OH MA DAYZ YOO LIL TWIT YOO NEARLY GAVE US A HEART ATTAK SCROO YOO
- Jol'kiar - OK NOW TIME FER US TA FITE YOO. FIRST UP GRAKTONA...wait wher is he
- Rel'larutina - ... Where's the Gyronidium boulder?
The rest of the Rogue Boyz looked around in horror, as did Zr'Ahgloth and Tuolog. A short distance away, they could see Grak'tona was pulling the Gyronidium chunk away, its energies flowing into his body through his arms as his eyes turned pitch golden, an aura of great power growing from his being.
- Grak'tona - mai bling... MINE... MY ROCK
- Fre'kloar - GRAKTONA WAT AR YOO DOIN
- Grak'tona - rock... ROCK. CHRONOSCOPIC ROCK. MINE. TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME
- Jol'kiar - GRAKTONA NO
- Grak'tona - I. AM. TIME!!!!!!!
With a surge of energy, Grak'tona's body suddenly grew exponently in size, his muscles flaring and his skin turning a light shade of blue marked by massive scars of gold; pure Chronoscopic energy was emitted from his body as he transformed into a hulking creature in the vague shape of a Vyro'Narza, while retaining his Cold Loron characteristics. He would let out a roar which echoed through time itself, several layers of his past and future voices ringing through everyone's ears as he appeared to warp space around him.
- Rel'larutina - By Volzara...he looks uglier than before...
- Thr'aloy - I am unsure of what I am seeing. WAT DA HELL HAPPENED TA HIM?????
- Jol'kiar - MAN DERE WAS NUFFIN LIKE DIS BAK IN MY DAYZ
- Drizz'pyrokirk - oh ma dayz... ITS DA ABOMINABUL SNOW LORON!!!!!
- Tuolog - He absorbed too much Chronoscopic energy and was ascended by it. But he dumb. He not able to control his actions with this much power.
- Rel'larutina - Well, you seem like the smart one here. What do you suggest? We knock him down and try and stop him from causing too much damage to, y'know, space and time?
- Tuolog - Yes, he need to be subdued immediately. We will need Dark Chronoscopic to reverse effects.
- Rel'larutina - Right. I'm loathe to work with UNO, but I trust your Dalverat guy much more than I trust Brag "bass guitar" klogga here.
- Dalvarat - Clever girl. Now, prepare yourselves! This almighty idiot has enough power in one finger to undo an entire world - be hit by his blows and you may be erased from time altogether.
- Rel'larutina - Good thing I have a mech suit that I can get replacement parts for, eh?
- Grak'tona - SHINY. ROCK.
The hulking Grak'tona swooped down at the Gyronidium boulder, and his fingers twirled as he begun to shape the stone as if it were clay, transforming it into a golden crown which he placed upon his gigantic head, causing him to giggle almost childishly.
- Rel'larutina - ...wow...that's so typical. Alright, Dalverat, power up my suit's weapons with Dark Chronoscopic. I'll see if I can engage him while the rest of you people fire your weapons and keep a distance.
- Dalverat - Very well. Come, buffoon, you'll help us as well.
- Brag'klogga - YA MOMS A BUFFOON. BAH FINE
Dalverat and Brag'klogga combined their energies together. At first, they empowered Da Propa Big Rogue Smasha, Rel'larutina's gigantic mech suit that was almost as tall as Grak'tona now was. The suit engaged in melee combat with Grak'tona, as it could at least afford to have a few of its arms wiped from existence, unlike the rest of them. Meanwhile, Dalverat and Brag'klogga empowered the chainguns of Vaktyl and some of the long range weaponry to fire at Grak'tona from a distance.
- Thr'aloy - Keep firing. MAN DIS IS AS SCARY AS IT IS FLIPPIN AWESUM
- Kalcedia - Hm hm, hate it to admit it, but way, way too big for me.
- Grak'tona - I AM. KING. OF. TIME. YOU. PEASANTS. NOT. WORTHY!
With a swing of his massive hand, Grak'tona attempted to strike at Rel'larutina, though the transformation and his lack of control over it made his moves sluggish and predictable. However, with each swing of his limbs, part of the environment was transformed; without warning, meteors begun raining from the sky while a volcano was thrusted out of the earth over the distance, causing an earthquake across the battlefield which threw some of the Warbosses off their feet.
- Tuolog - He is unconsciously creating time anomalies... We must hurry.
- Vaktyl - Damn, there's only so much my guns can do against this thing!
- Darwishi - I got an idea!
Darwishi picked up Zelfron III, who empowered himself with Dark Chronoscopic from Dalverat, and flew over above Grak'tona's head. He then dropped Zelfron III through Grak'tona's mouth, as he quickly sprinted through Grak'tona's insides, and then cut a hole in his stomach which Zelfron III used to escape from. The monster was now bleeding Chronoscopic, and he held on his wound in pain as he winced, presenting his head to Rel'larutina.
- Tuolog - The Gyronidium! Destroy it!
- Grak'tona - NO. TOUCH. MY. CROWN!
Seeing the opportunity, Rel'larutina swung her mech's arm to smash the Gyronidium crown, but she was unable to do enough damage. Eventually, Hagto'Zhl stood up and climbed up her mech suit. He then pounced from the top of her suit, empowering himself with great Dark Chronoscopic power he was unaware he was capable of, and swung his fist down on the crown, cracking it in two. An echoed scream escaped Grak'tona as he was knocked into the ground, the two halves of the crown falling into the ground as Chronoscopic energy begun to leak out of his body more rapidly, causing him to slowly decrease in size.
- Grak'tona - NO... NO!! ...yoo broke... ma FLIPPIN CROWN... losa...
- Jol'kiar - yanno bak in ma dayz we didnt obsess ova who was "king" or who had "shiny crownz" an wateva. man ya need ta grow up i swer
As the power escaped him, Grak'tona lost consciousness and fell completely into the ground, flattering a portion of the forest as the Chronoscopic energy in his body escaped completely back to the fifth dimension, and after several seconds, the monstrous giant had transformed back into the old Grak'tona, who was now stark naked due to his clothes being ripped apart in his transformation.
- Fre'kloar - pfffffthahahaha dats almost funni
- Rel'larutina - Phew. That's the apocalypse averted. And all because of a freaking rock.
- Tuolog - It is quite scary what rocks can do sometimes. Thank you for help.
- Rel'larutina - Yeah, don't get used to it.
- Zr'Ahgloth - SEE MAN IF YOO HAD JUS GIVEN ME DA FINGY NONE OF DIS WOULDA HAPPENED
- Hagto'Zhl - YE SUR. YOOD HAV TURNED INTO A GIANT WANNABE VERSION OF ME I BET
- Zr'Ahgloth - DIS FLIPPIN GUY I SWER
- Thr'aloy - Mission accomplished. OI BOYZ LETS ROLL OUT
- ??? - Now look what you've unleashed.
Out of the horizon, a gigantic shadow, dwarfing Rel'larutina's mecha or Grak'tona's transformation stretched into the view, slowly taking the fierce form of Zr'An'Kar, who looked down at them with some amusement in his expression. Hagto'Zhl and the rest of the Rogue Boyz dropped down in worship, while Tuolog, Zr'Ahgloth and the rest of UNO looked on in shock.
- Tuolog - You come back to torment our galaxy?
- Kolossus - What do you think, worm? You thought I was going to let you walk away free after you defied the will of my master? Your kind deserves to be punished.
Right next to Kolossus, a new Vyro'Ralza who they had not seen before appeared. Tuolog could eventually make out who it was: his name was Antagonar.
- Antagonar - A-ha! So these are the mortals I've heard so much about! Curious that you were chosen to become Vyro'Ralza in another timeline, for I doubt you pose much of a threat in combat. Well, not to worry! I will have your heads soon enough!
- Kolossus - For defying us, we will unleash such terrible anomalies across this galaxy, you'll wish you had remained stuck in that quarantine. The stars themselves will scream in agony!
- Antagonar - And thanks to the aspiring king here tearing up the barriers of space and time, we are now able to thrust our full time anomalies across the entire galaxy unchecked! You will have to deal with so many more to come, and as we ruin the space time continuum here, you will struggle to keep hold of your lives! A part of me does want you to succeed, though, if only so you can survive to battle me, Antagonar! The mightiest swordsman of Sequencium!
- Kolossus - Indeed, I will delight in your struggle. But I will delight much more in your despair when the power of the Nightmare devours your entire empire. One way or another, you will become servants of the darkness, be it in life or in death!
- Antagonar - You will very soon regret your choice, mortals, if you aren't already!
- Kolossus - Come, Antagonar. We shall watch their first struggle of many. Let us see how well these mortals fare against an enemy they know nothing of.
- Antagonar - I do look forward to watching that, indeed. I shall have front row seats!
With this, the two gigantic Essentials disappeared from view, leaving UNO and Da Rogue Boyz equally confused.
- Zr'Ahgloth - wow dese two RELLY LIKE TA TALK YA EERS OFF DONT DEY?
- Hagto'Zhl - hmm it sounds like dad wants us ta go thru a buncha...trials or somfin??? like we hav ta go thru "struggles" ta get to da final boss at da end?????
- Dalverat - Bravado as it may be, I don't like the sound of "an enemy we know nothing of". They clearly know things we don't.
- Jol'kiar - its ok guys i got dis. we did dis bak in da old dayz. basically ya gotta collect 5 crystals frum da different warp rooms an fite a boss. den ya gotta collect 5 moar. eventually ya fite Dr. Neo Cortex at da end
- Voa'reak - woah
- Brag'klogga - tbh da holy books do menshon dat but akshully nope. GUYS ITS PART OF DA TESTS DA GEM WANTED US TA DO APART FRUM DA RITUAL. WE GOTTA BEET DA ENEMIES AN DEN GET TO DA BOSSES AT DA END
- Dalverat - These creatures are a special type of idiotic.
- Rel'larutina - Tell me about it. I have to endure this every day of my life.
- Tuolog - Well, Rel'larutina, I believe we able to strike deal. I know your people and ours not get along, but it sounds like your people very prepared to help us combat whatever Kolossus and Antagonar trying to throw at us. Can we form a brief alliance?
- Rel'larutina - I wouldn't want to oppose Zr'An'Kar in flesh, but I'm not a fan of the idea of him and his friend messing the galaxy up. I guess we have a deal.
- Tuolog - Great. Now, Zr'Ahgloth, take your offer up with Fre'kloar.
Zr'Ahgloth groaned, and then spat on the floor, before walking over to Fre'kloar, clearing his throat and then making a deal.
- Zr'Ahgloth - so urm...lets go fite dese trials an den we can fite da evil boss at da end? like if we work togetha itll make fings easia?
- Fre'kloar - ehhhhhhhhhh...i guess so BUT IMMA BETRAY YOO LATA. not now tho i need som rest
- Zr'Ahgloth - sik. OK LETS GO REPORT TO DA ZOLES AN DA NIAKA AN DEN WE CAN WORK OUT WATS NEX
- Rel'larutina - Good. If I had to listen to anymore of that stupid campfire song, I don't know what I'd do.
The Loron and the Ottzelloans returned to their shuttles. They had found an unlikely ally in one another, but there was no telling what Kolossus and Antagonar had planned for the galaxy.
Rise of the Seagon EmpireEdit
Through the entirely of the Borealis Consortium Network's dealings with the War Economy, their allies of the Seagon Empire remained largely uninterested with their goals, being much more focused on internal affairs. During Falrik Zaarkhun's planning, he was unable to convince the Seagon to prove more than the most basic support through the March of Liberty, something which was considered off-putting; it was clear they had absolutely no interest in his goal of galactic anarchy, though General Volim, who had dealt with their race since the First Great War, assured his partner that it was nothing out of the ordinary for them. It nonetheless left a bad taste on the Heeyorian's mouth, and he would not be wrong to assume the Seagon were not dedicated to the goals of the Consortium.
In fact, the Seagon actively opposed the Wranploer. For the two thousand years of partnership they had, the Seagon thought the Wranploer to be nothing but primitive savages, serving only as meat shields against their enemies of the Zoles Imperium and especially the Niaka Special Forces, their most hated nemesis. For years, predating even the invasion of the Xi'Arazulha, the Seagon had worked in secret, using the funding they amassed from dealing with the Wranploer savages and their Ottzelloan cohorts to build a fleet which they would use to fulfill their interests.
Simultaneously with the defeat of Da Rogue Boyz, the skies of the Consortium Network colony of Karuvron were covered in the shadow of a fleet made up of sleek, shining ships, unlike any they had seen before, though they would recognize their iconography as belonging to the Seagon. The Wranploer planetary defenses, somewhat confused over the aliens being there and requested an explanation, though they were met only with death as the ships opened fire upon the defenses and the ships over the world; the Consortium Network's precious illegal upgrades were absolutely torn apart by the mighty power of the Seagon fleet, who failed to take on even their smaller vessels. But the Seagon were not interested in this world, no; it was merely a test drive of their greatest creation yet.
Spear-heading the fleet was a massive dreadnought, its design compared to that of the galaxy's Cold Relays, with a massive cannon which made up a significant part of its front; this cannon proceeded to fire upon the world, and almost instantly, the entire atmosphere was frozen, the crust of the planet quickly transformed into little more than ice as the population of Karuvron died instantly. At the bridge of the flagship was Emperor Rothneld Vhezari, supreme leader of the Seagon Emperor, his arms crossed as he watched the destruction unfold with a fanged grin across his face; his project was a success.
Now that their guinea pigs had been experimented on, the Seagon had no more use for the Borealis Consortium Network. Soon, the outer worlds of the Niaka Special Forces and the Old Niaka Order begun reporting attacks from the so-called Will of the Emperor, a fleet of Seagon spear-headed by World Ender, a ship denominated "Armageddon-class Star Destroyer" helmed by the Seagon emperor himself. Rothneld's own march of domination was about to commence.
The Lost WarmasterEdit
The Loron had heard about the increase in Seagon activity, though for the time being they were mostly apathetic to it. As long as their worlds were not being attacked by the Seagon, they thought, they had no incentive to react. And with Falrik Zaarkhun no longer being in charge of the Consortium Network, and Volim mostly uninterested in asking the Rogue Boyz for help, they had yet to be involved.
What preoccupied them, as they sat together for their usual meeting aboard the Rogue Krooza, was how infuriated they were that they had made the decision to work with UNO. They still couldn't get over it, and giving out the orders to their Bosses beneath them to stop attacking UNO worlds or launching pirate raids was not only painful, but it left their boyz frustrated and bored. They chose this meeting as an opportunity to complain about it.
- Hagto'Zhl - well i dunno bout yoo but not fitin UNO is propa BOOOORIIIIN. can we start a war wiv somone alredy?
- Drizz'pyrokirk - lets go kill dem... idunno. dose imalmah dombus? dey look ugly
- Grak'tona - too week. i demand we kill a TUFF enemy alredy. DA KING IS BORED
- Zalk'don - i dunno whai non of yas lissened ta me wen i sed we shuld jus kill da seegon. deyz propa dum an even tho dey got propa advanced alien tekk we got moar numbas dan dem an we neva lost a war so far
- Kal'kuir - whil yoo guys figure dat out im gonna go download noo software for da kroozas ai cus lately its been actin weirda dan usual
- Rel'larutina - You mean that useless thing that you never even finished properly? Actually, you...kinda would have helped a lot better if you mentioned that you still have that thing earlier.
- Kal'kuir - eh? hao dis
- Rel'larutina - We all totally forgot about it (hell, including me), and it's made of, urm, the same technology that the Seagon Empire use to power their weapons? Would've been pretty crucial to mention to, y'know, our new allies?
- Fre'kloar - UGH. DONT RUB IT ON OUR FACES. STILL DISGUSTS ME
- Kal'kuir - OH MA DAYZ DA SEEGON DUMBOS IS COPYIN MA TEKK
- Rel'larutina - Believe me, I'm loathe to call them that as much as you...but nonetheless, if you're not gonna mention this to them, I will.
Rel'larutina, without consulting the other Leedas, opened up holographic communications with UNOL.
- Rel'larutina - Hey, folks. I just thought I'd let you know, because dimwit here failed to mention this, that we actually possess some working Cold Ones technology. It could maybe help us fight back the Seagon, even if I still can't convince any of these idiots to help out with that fight.
- Kralgon Emperor - You've been sitting on top of Cold One technology all along? ... But I've never seen any reports of Loron weapons with Cold One technology.
- Kal'kuir - AKSHULLY ITS JUST MA KROOZA DAT HAS IT
- Rel'larutina - Right, and the fact that he's too much of an idiot to actually get it to work, yeah.
- Kal'kuir - STOP INSULTIN ME WOMAN I SWER
- Rel'larutina - Anyhow, you have any experts who can analyse this?
- Valzo - The Tralkik Commander should be able to do that. Perhaps he can find some design inscriptions or weaknesses of these "Armageddon-class" ships.
- Tralkik Commander - Indeed, although I believe that we should instead request support from the Caretakers. Perhaps The Mechanic will want to analyse it himself.
- Tuolog - Ah yes. I call Mechanic to give a hand. This will surely interest him.
Tuolog brought the Mechanic into the conversation. The Mechanic was at present working with Cold Relays, and was stunned to receive a message, falling off his chair entirely before straightening himself, coughing and then responding.
- The Mechanic - Ahh, sorry about that...been busy working on..."his" plan. Ahem. So, what do you younguns have for me today, eh?
- Tuolog - Hello, old friend. We could use your help with one thing. Have you heard of Seagon attacks recently?
- The Mechanic - Tuolog! Anything for you, pal! Yes, I have..."he" is not too happy about it, but there's not much I can do being a non-combatant and all...love to stick it to those darn bugs that are trying to deface the Cold Ones' technology...
- Zr'Ahgloth - "he". whos yoo talkin bout eh?
- The Mechanic - Erm, nevermind that. Strictly classified. Like a lot of the crap on these machines. What do ya need, pal?
- Tuolog - Rogue Loron have found piece of Cold One tech. We think you could decipher it and find some means to combat the Seagon fleet.
- Kal'kuir - ITS MA SUPA COOL AND-IT-TOTALLY-WORKS-SHUT-UP COLD ONE AI FINGY DAT I STOLE ONCE
The Mechanic looked stunned once again and alarmed as he turned towards Kal'kuir.
- The Mechanic - Whaaaat? I don't believe you! Those things are too rare for a stupid bug like yerself to get hold of one! You'd have about a one in ten billion chance of doing so! Only way you could grab hold of one of them is if a Vyro'Ralza showed you where the darn thing was!
- Kal'kuir - eh i dont reely rememba hao i found it but it did involve som time travellin mumbo jumbo wher ref'kolar got punched off da oonivers or somfin like dat. found in som stoopid cave
- The Mechanic - Cave? Time travelling?! Oh, holy Volzara, I think I know the one you mean...how the hell have you kept hold of it for so long?????? Why didn't you inform me?????
- Rel'larutina - The ape never actually managed to turn it on.
- Kal'kuir - STOP TELLIN DEM MAN I SWER YOR SUCH A JERK
- The Mechanic - Good thing too...alright kids. I got a super secret Caretaker hideout that I'd like you to bring the AI too. I'll send you the coordinates to it, but I can't guarantee it's super safe. I mean, even I haven't visited it in a few million years, to be honest...
- Tuolog - We will all be there. I will also invite Zoles to come with us, they should be informed of all this.
- The Mechanic - Sounds good, but you better not bring the space bugs! I swear, they give me a headache every time I'm around them...
- Kal'kuir - DA FUTUR IS NAO OLD MAN
- Rel'larutina - Hate to break it to you, old geezer, but "the space bugs" have exactly the AI you need...
- The Mechanic - Oh, they do, don't they? Awww fine, bring them then, but they better keep it down!
Tuolog sent a message to the Zoles Imperium informing them of what happened, and the Leaders, along with the Rogue Leedas and Warbosses, each sent their ships off to the destination that the Mechanic had sent to them.
The coordinates the Mechanic had given them led to an area of space which, as far as they knew, was the intergalactic void; it led straight to the area where the Northern Arm was once located, and as far as they knew, there was nothing but galactic dust there. The Mechanic himself appeared unaware of what exactly the coordinates led to, but he was confident it led to a place where he would be able to understand the Cold One AI, and Tuolog in turn had confidence in his friend's decision. As they passed through the Tristezas Sector to reach their destination, Da Rogue Boyz realized they were close to the place where they had found the Cold Loron years before.
Eventually, the group arrived to a Cold Relay which was not present in any of their galactic maps; compared to all the others they used through the ages, this one was, in comparison, in a state of disrepair. As they ventured through it, they were launched into hyperspace, unsure of what exactly they would find at the other side, but as they arrived, they were met with a spectacular sight;
Orbiting a white dwarf star, enveloped in a thick nebula, was a space station of truly gargantuan size; the scans of the Tralkik Commander put it at over 650,000 kilometers long, split into five "arms" which were closed like a budding flower. The Mechanic's mind was struck by vague memories - he knew this place, and it was extremely important, but he could not put his finger on what exactly it was. Commandant Vekaron, who had followed them there, had his eyes widened in awe at the sight of a formidable construct, the only technological marvel he had ever seen comparable to it being the Vida'Rranlora planet-computer he had visited months prior.
- Yogtam - Well, I have to say, this probably puts Grenzaar to shame.
- Vekaron - What... is this place?
- Grak'tona - LADS I FINK I JUS FOUND MA NOO VACASHON SPOT
- Rel'larutina - Oh good. He hasn't claimed it's his new castle yet.
- Tuolog - This sight is far more impressive than many that I have seen...and I have seen some amazing places.
- The Mechanic - Well, folks, I knew this was going to be an impressive place, but I didn't know that it'd be this impressive. Damn...did we really build that billions of years ago? I have no recollection at all. I can't even remember what it was called. I, I remember being here before, but...hey! Kal'kuir! Turn the damn AI on already!
The Mechanic had already warped inside the Krooza as he had awaited them, much to the Loron's dismay. The Loron groaned as he turned the AI on, though he had no confidence that the Mechanic would be able to make it work if he, the smartest being alive, was not able to. Eventually, the AI began whirring around, and though it was unattached to anything, it was able to speak and recognise those around it.
- AI - Oh. These people again. You can almost hear my eye rolling right now.
- Fre'kloar - oh ma dayz nao i rememba it was cheeky an a total losa when we met it too
- AI - I wasn't referring to you, though I am not happy to see you either. I was referring to the Caretaker here. I grew tired of waiting for one of them for so long.
- The Mechanic - Ah, keep it down, willye? Just tell us what you're supposed to do and how we're supposed to get into this place!
At this moment, the normally feminine tone of the AI changed as it turned into an imposing, booming, masculine voice. The mere sound of it caused more foggy memories to returning to the Mechanic.
- AI - For too long have I waited, surrounded by these primitives and forced to share consciousness with this defect intelligence. Return me to my body this instant, the second coming of the Empire is long overdue.
- The Mechanic - You're...I don't remember who you are, but you're a Cold One! I know you are! Don't worry, master, I'll get you back to your body! Just need to find it first.
- AI - Have you also gone defective over time, Head Caretaker? You would forget the voice of your Warmaster and the home from which you were born?
- The Mechanic - A lot of my memory has been erased! I don't remember any of this stuff anymore, I'm so sorry...
- AI - Hmpf. Very well, then. Behold, primitives; gaze your eyes upon Hyperborea, home of the true rulers of Borealis. In there, you will find my body and that of those cryogenically preserved. Return me to my body!
Each of the Loron Leedas and UNOL gazed upon Hyperborea once more in awe. Then, the Mechanic spoke.
- The Mechanic - You heard the master! Everyone, head to Hyperborea! And Kal'kuir, bring this AI with us in the shuttle. We'll meet Vekaron and UNOL there!
- Grak'tona - I ENT TAKIN ORDAS FRUM A STOOPID TINY ROBOT FING
- AI - Silence yourself, animal. You are nothing more than a laboratory experiment to my kind.
Even in spite of Grak'tona's own arrogance and his typical reaction to being talked down to, the voice that came from the AI gave him the feeling that he should quieten down and show some respect. Grak'tona did not raise his voice at the AI, much to the surprise of the other Leedas.
The rest of the Leedas each headed to the shuttle, though Grak'tona was slower to do so out of embarassment. Were it not for the AI's directions, they would surely get lost in the truly massive extent of the space station, which, for the most part, appeared run down and abandoned, much of it covered in vegetation, though its energy resources were clearly all still working. As they walked through the immense halls of the station's center, they would hear noises coming from the walls as small creatures, vaguely resembling Caretakers but not quite, emerged into view; like the Mechanic, these creatures had traits of cyborgs and toothed jawless maws, though they appeared to be some sort of animal-plant hybrid.
Vekaron and his Zoles marines would take out their weapons and aim at the creatures in case they were hostile, though they would not react in any way; instead, one of them simply approached the Mechanic and opened a palm, pressing it against his chest as it let out electronic barks at him - a language none of them save for the Caretaker himself could understand. He knew these were actually Naombur, creatures he had not seen in five billion years.
- Tuolog - It appears Mechanic make friends here. Or rather, he meet old friends for first time in billions of years.
- The Mechanic - These... these are Proto-Caretakers! They were here even before me! And look, they managed to keep the place in check all by themselves for so long... well, for the most part, anyway. It seems like they're expecting us, but I don't remember for what reason.
- AI - Is it not obvious? They await for the reawakening of their lords and the second coming of the Empire. The Lackeys will have their part to play yet.
- Vekaron - ... Lackeys?
- Valzo - This AI doesn't seem like the friendliest type to me...
- Feldosia - I'll admit, "second coming of the Empire"? Doesn't strike me as the noblest thing in the universe...
- Vekaron - We'll see. The Cold Ones were paragons of justice. They can't be that bad.
- Brag'klogga - NONSENSE. I RED DA HOLY BOOKS. DA COLD ONES IS SOMFIN YA CRAK OPEN WIV DA BOYZ AN DEYZ STOOPID
As the Mechanic communicated with the Naombur and they realized the presence of the AI, they immediately became agitated, crawling through the walls of station in seemingly millions as they all went for the same direction as the AI was ordering them to go. Having no other choice, they proceeded, going deeper into the forgotten walls of Hyperborea until they eventually reaching a massive chamber; stasis pods littered the walls, with various, more decorated pods in the center and a machine where the AI would fit; an awakening device. At the sight of it, the AI grew more and more restless.
- AI - My body... So close. You primitives should be in awe; you stand before the pods holding the corporeal forms of my people's leadership. When we awaken, we shall lead you all to glory, as it should have always been.
- Kralgon Emperor - Just a question, mister Cold One. It sounds to me more like you shall lead us to your glory, and we will all become slaves to the second coming of your empire. Can you reassure us, before we do you this huge favour, that that is not the case?
- AI - All of you will have a part to play in the second coming of the Empire. And if you hold back now, the pretenders you call Seagon will make quick work of your precious "Niaka" allies. So I suggest you hurry.
- Fre'kloar - fine by me lmao lets throw da geek in da ditch
- Rel'larutina - Dude, c'mon. Grow up already. They're our allies now.
- AI - Awaken your lords, Head Caretaker. Now.
- The Mechanic - Yes, sir!
The Mechanic grabbed the AI from Kal'kuir, and ran over to the awakening device faster than any of the others could question if this truly was the right move. He placed the AI in the machine and begun operating it, causing the lights of the chamber to turn on... revealing the pods, save for one, to be all empty. However, both the Mechanic and the AI were too distracted to notice the fact as the awakening of the Cold One begun; the Naombur crawled into the room, chipping and barking in their mechanic tone and moving across the chamber like a swarm of termites, as if eager for the awakening of their creator, while the stasis pod slowly opened, unleashing a blast of frost mist as the body of the Cold One was revealed to them.
He was tall, comparable in height to a Loron, his body covered in light blue scales as well as scars while a pair of great flexible limbs grew out of his back. He gasped for air as his shining blue eyes opened, falling one knee into the ground as he coughed out loudly, breathing pure oxygen for the first time in five billion years. He struggled to get on his feet, groaning and growling as his eyes darted across the room, noticing none of the other pods were opening. He would turn to the group and speak in a tongue their universal translators could not comprehend, limping his way to them in apparent annoyance.
- Vekaron - Cold One? What's the matt-
The Cold One suddenly lunged at Vekaron, causing the Zoles marines to all prime their weapons and point at him, though he would not harm him; instead, Vekaron's head was caught in between the creature's webbed fingers as he stared into his eyes, remaining in silence for several moments before he let go and spoke again; he was now speaking fluent Zoleish tongue.
- ??? - My kind... is named... Kormacvar. Not "Cold Ones".
- The Mechanic - Ah, of course! "Kormacvar"! I had that name floating around in my head, but I never knew what it meant! Now I remember!
- ??? - Why have the rest of the pods... not opened?!
- Feldosia - Urm... Hate to break it to you, but I think they're... empty.
- ??? - What?!
The Kormacvar, having now regained his strength, walked up to one of the pods and, with a swing of a hand, opened it without as much as touching it; the Essence-sensitive members of the group noticed a great aura of power growing within him. He would look into the pod to find only dust, and his eyes widened in horror as the Naombur continued to crawl around them, each opening one of the pods; all containing nothing but dust inside.
- ??? - They're... all dead.
- Tuolog - ...It true. I just look through timelines. They been dead for thousands of years it seem. If not much longer than that.
- ??? - ... You miserable Lackeys! You allowed the systems to fail! It was your task to protect your masters!
With another swing of his hand, the furious Kormacvar blasted many of the Naombur with a blast of psychic energy, causing them to be flung across the room and die on impact with the walls. The rest of the aliens, even the Loron, all cowered in fear, while Tuolog tried to step up, slammed his staff against the floor, and then stared at the Kormacvar, while humming under his breath to calm him.
- Tuolog - You not know that this their fault, Kormacvar. We find who did this, but you not blame them.
- ??? - ... Tell me at least he survived. My brother.
The Kormacvar, almost as if he had ignored Tuolog's words, rushed to the closed pod which was close to the one he had been awakened from. He would quickly realize the open was completely broken from within, as if it had never even been used. The sight caused him to place his hands on his face in despair as he paced around the room.
- ??? - No... No... Regnatus, not you too...
- Tuolog - I promise you. We find who did this.
- ??? - ... The Grox. The damned Grox found us. They killed us all in the end.
- The Mechanic - The Grox? But how could they get here? They don't know this place exists either!...I don't think so, anyway?
- ??? - The promised second coming of the Kormacvar Empire was a failure. My people is gone... But I will not falter. I will avenge every single one of them. The Grox will be reminded of the name of Warmaster Arkarixus Vhiktus, and they shall know fear.
- Tuolog - We help you do this, Arkarixus. But please tell us, what happened to your people? I not able to see far back in the timelines enough, because Zargoth tamper with them.
The Kormacvar rose one hand, as if presenting the chamber.
- Arkarixus - You stand at the heart of Hyperborea, homeworld of the Kormacvar Empire. Five billion years ago, my kind ruled this galaxy; all races who accepted our dominion became part of it, and all those who refused were eradicated. We were firm, but fair. But then, the Grox arrived, and after 500,000 years, crippled us. Me, my brother, the leadership and a number of our greatest scientists were to be cryogenically frozen until the threat of the Grox passed as to rebuild the Empire... but they-
Arkarixus pointed at the Rogue Loron;
- Arkarixus - -evidentially caused the artificial intelligence which held my consciousness to lose its original functions. I was meant to have awakened millions of years ago.
- Fre'kloar - I DIDNT DO SUCH A FING I SWER
- Rel'larutina - You did, moron. Remember when you were taken back in time and then you smashed the AI to bits for no Zr'An'kAr-damned reason?
- Fre'kloar - i meen kinda but STILL NOT MA FAULT I BLAME GRAKTONA
- Arkarixus - It, however, still does not explain how the Grox found Hyperborea and ruined the cryogenic sleep of my people. It was a miracle that my body did not turn to dust as well.
- Tuolog - I know that Zargoth do something to your people. He claimed that he take your species for part of his experiment which he call the Vague. Perhaps he take the Kormacvar here?
- Arkarixus - I know not who that is.
- Tuolog - I explain it in full detail later, but I do know that he harmed you people. It possible that he responsible for killing the other Kormacvar here, even if it not explain why you able to survive.
- Arkarixus - Then he must suffer. He must pay for the deaths of my people and feel the combined pain of all of them. Let him and the Grox know their worst nightmare has returned to the living world.
- Tuolog - Zargoth is fifth dimensional time god. He also not able to "feel" anything. We help you avenge your people and fight Zargoth, but it no easy task.
- Arkarixus - Then I will teach him pain. But for now, there is the threat of the pretenders to deal with. Filthy primitives believing themselves worthy of my people's technological marvels.
- Vekaron - So you're going to help us against the Seagon?
- Arkarixus - I will lead you to victory, and you will follow. The pretenders will pay for their transgression.
- Zr'Ahgloth - aw nice we got a Cold Geeza on our side. lmao wes gonna totally rek dem
- Arkarixus - Now, take me away from this place. I wish not to be haunted by the sight of my dead brothers any longer.
- The Mechanic - Arkarixus, sir...I will do everything I can to help you seek revenge. I...I wish I could remember everything, but I...
- Arkarixus - Find the means to regain your databanks, Head Caretaker. I have no use for defective units.
The Mechanic swallowed his pride, as he looked back at Arkarixus in shame, then sighed as the Kormacvar walked off towards Vekaron's ship. Before they departed, Arkarixus looked at the stasis pods one more time before clenching his fists and making his way to their shuttle. The forces of Order had just gained a formidable asset, but it would not be one who would cooperate easily.
Death to Lud'nev, In the Glory of the ThirteenthEdit
Soon after its formation during the second year of the Dark Times of the Cyrannus Galaxy, the Cognatus Empire began to expand it's territories outside of Cyrannus, away from the terror of the Galactic Empire of Cyrannus. One of the first galaxies on their list to colonize was Borealis, quickly setting up the colony of Glorious Pinnacle, one of the countless ice worlds within the galaxy. Within a month of their arrival, their presence was detected by the Eaglartin, who quickly sent out a Eaglartin to attempt to convert the new arrivals.
When they landed, they were approached by the cautious Cogsangui shipmaster, Thel'Helmanee, who listened to their introductions. However, when the Eaglartin mentioned Lud'nev, Thel's anger exploded. The Cogsangui ignited his energy sword, much to the Eaglartin's fear and confusion. Not wanting to become a victim, the Eaglartin began to run toward his ship, closely followed by his helpers. However, Thel' was faster, jumping in front of him and decapitating the Zealot, finishing off his followers with well placed plasma bolts to the head. Taking offence to the Azure Theocracy's nerve, Thel' pledged a holy war against them.
In the weeks that followed the abysmal first contact between the Empire and the Eaglartin, the Cognatus invasion fleet scoured through Eaglartin space at a frightening pace, glassing planets as they went. Particularly brutal were the actions of Warlord Xarn Senakh'tenre, who destroyed the heretics with a fury rivalled by few through the Cognatus' holy crusade. Eventually, the CAC-class assault carrier, Resplendent Penance, commanded by Thel'Helmanee happened upon a major civilian colony on the planet Dofugha, home to approximately six billion Eaglartin colonists and pilgrams, who settled on the world in order to bask in Lud'nev's light.
As soon as the assault carrier entered the system, it was immediately spotted by the Ealgartin's planetary defense fleet but not before cloaking. Under the command of Captain Hal'Di, the Ealgartin engaged the Cognatus' mighty fleet. At first, the battle was going well for Hal'Di, who managed to destroy at least three Cognatus corvettes. However, the battle quickly turned when the Resplendent Penance decloaked directly over Hal'Di's flagship, destroying it with a single energy blast. With the Eaglartin fleet in disarray, the Resplendent Penance entered the atmosphere, taking position over the planet's single metropolis, before proceeding to glass it, killing all of it's inhabitants. Within the next twenty minutes, most of Dofugha's surface was glassed, rendering it uninhabitable for thousands of years.
Like wildfire, the Cognatus extermination fleet approached Fanaticus, with no end in sight.
Weeks passed, and with the use of advanced hyperspace technology, the Cognatus managed to slip behind the Eaglartin's defenses over their homeworld of Fanaticus. Beneath the very noses of the Eaglartin military, their civilisation was already finished. For an entire hour, the Cognatus fleet managed to evade damage as it began to systematically glass Fanaticus, killing billions. After two hours of this carnage, the Zealot Commando officially surrendered, sending the Cognatus a plea of peace and mercy.
- Jaharala - Please, no more! All we did was try to share our culture... we meant no harm for you! We will accept your gods. Just, no more killing. I beg you.
Jaharala waited around his throne room nervously for fifteen minutes, looking out onto the capital city, was was being burned by impossibly strong heat. Soon however, he would get his response. For the first time since the initial crusade began, the Cognatus responded directly to the Zealots, specifically, Jaharala personally. The new leader of the Cognatus' fleets, Vos Adamae, made his presence clear.
- Vos Adamae - Remain in your palace. Summon your people. I am coming for you.
Not one to risk the future of his entire species, Jaharala felt he had no choice but to agree. Soon, a huge crowd of frightened Eaglartin began to congregate outside the Palace. To their awe, massive Cognatus warships began to appear overhead, one of which launched a small shuttle which landed on the Palace's landing pad. A hulking Cogsangui stepped out and made his way to the Throne Room, where he met with Jaharala for only a few moments, before the two enemies walked onto a balcony overlooking the Eaglartin people. Jaharala began to speak. He looked exhausted, horrified and spoke with a quavering voice.
- Jaharala - In order to preserve our very species, I have decided to surrender our beliefs to our new... masters. I do this with a heavy heart, but I feel it is the right choice to protect our... future. I hope to remain as your leader to help guide our people into this new... era.
The crowd murmured among themselves, with looks of confusion on their faces. None of them were prepared for what happened next.
- Vos Adamae - Pretty words, heretic.
The massive warrior ignited his plasma sword and ran it through the Eaglartin Leader's chest, before lifting up Jaharala's corpse by its head and flinging down unto the streets below. The crowd were shocked and terrified, many shouted out words of deviance, with others declaring their lasting devotion to Lud'nev, only to be shot by Scavenger snipers. Adamae's voice boomed throughout the city.
- Vos Adamae - Let his death be an example to those who would defy the will of the gods! Your primitive civilisation has found salvation in our conquest, and you shall take honour in it.
Over the next few weeks, nearly all resistance within the former Azure Theocracy was crushed. The Eaglartin were now the newest members in the growing Cognatus Empire.
A Shattered LegacyEdit
Having allowed Arkarixus time to rest up and become reacquainted with the modern world, the Unified Nation of Ottzello Leaders hosted a meeting with him and Vekaron to explain more to them about the Kormacvar. They choose not to invite the Rogue Boyz, as the Rogue Boyz were unlikely to listen anyway, though Grand-Commandant Vekaron and Chief Minor Xeron were present.
Feldosia did not attend the meeting, as for reasons they could not understand, she was more tired than usual. The chamber was far cleaner than usual, with the Tralkik Commander cleaning out Zr'Ahgloth's usual mess of half-eaten pizza slices and trying to polish the place to appease their Kormacvar guest. However, the room's walls were even more reinforced than usual, as they knew from their few interactions with him that the Kormacvar had a rather short temper.
The Kormacvar Warmaster was already present alongside the Mechanic, with him looking over a holographic map of the galaxy with narrowed eyes and a serious expression. He passed his fingers through the hologram to analyze it, having already done so in silence for several minutes. However, he would finally speak, breaking the feeling of awkwardness in the room;
- Arkarixus - So, you aliens say you hail from the Ottzello Galaxy, the stars of Volzara. In my time, we believed it to be devoid of intelligent life.
- Tuolog - Five billion years ago? It mostly was. Intelligent life not really exist, or it not really spacefaring at time. It was not until Blyro'Tralzica that that happen.
- Arkarixus - My kind respected Volzara and her Vyro'Narza. It was said they helped guide the greatest inventors of the Empire in the creation of the Grid.
- Valzo - Ah, yes, we did know that the Vyro'Narza had some relationship with your people, but we were not sure to what extent. They did not typically get too involved with the third dimension, due to restrictions placed upon them. Which is why they are not able to fight with us right now: if they got involved fully, then that would allow the Vyro'Ralza to be fully involved, and that kind of conflict could destroy the entire universe.
- Arkarixus - But by your reports, the Vyro'Ralza are already here, plaguing my galaxy with their time anomalies.
- Tuolog - They able to do this through a loophole. The Loron, when misled by Zr'An'Kar, created mass time anomalies which Zr'An'Kar and his accomplice, Antagonar, exploit and spread further. Those two involved directly, but no more Vyro'Ralza are.
- Arkarixus - Unacceptable. The Grid was created exactly to keep threats of this magnitude out. Why is it no longer working?
- The Mechanic - Sir, the Grid has not been weaponised for at least a few billion years...not to my knowledge at least, it's another thing that has been erased from my databanks.
Arkarixus let out an annoyed grunt as his fingers passed over the Western Arm, pointing at the Mirianis Sector in particular.
- Arkarixus - What of the Gardeners? If you Caretakers have lasted this long, surely the Gardeners have survived as well. They would make fine assets in this war.
- The Mechanic - Uh, the "Gardeners"? My memory banks don't have anything on them either.
- Arkarixus - What has happened to you these last billions of years? Have the Grox wiped out the databanks of every Caretaker?
- The Mechanic - Yup. All of them. We don't even remember your kind at all. I imagine that if you approached several of the Caretakers, they'd not be able to recognise you at all, and unlike me, they have no ability to think for themselves and work that sorta thing out.
- Vekaron - The region of space you're pointing at is Alvino territory, Warmaster. They're a race of rabid locusts, bent on nothing more than devouring everything that provokes them.
- Zr'Ahgloth - howeva dey hav been a massiv annoyanc fer da rogue boyz so we sorta didnt do anyfin about it
- Tralkik Commander - The Alvino Brood poses a significant threat that very few civilizations have dealt with effectively. With that said, there have been more active combatants in this war that we have had to deal with as a first priority.
- Arkarixus - "Alvino"? I require images of these.
The Tralkik Commander, above the hologram of the map, portrayed holographic images of Alvino Brood attacks upon BCN and Zoles territory. As he looked upon them, an expression of mild horror grew on the Kormacvar's face as he brought a hand to his face, his voice indicating disbelief.
- Arkarixus - Our Gardeners... corrupted.
- Xeron - "Your" Gardeners? ... Did you Cold-macvar create the Alvino?!
- Arkarixus - They were not like this in my time. They were protectors of biospheres, ensuring the safety of colonies and the prosperity of our worlds. While the Caretakers maintained the Cold Relays, the Gardeners maintained our planets.
- The Mechanic - Certainly don't seem like protectors right now...I wonder who could've done this?
- Tuolog - It not like Zargoth to worry about these details. It must have been Durzhan?
- Arkarixus - They were harmless. The most gentle of beings. And now I awake to find them forcefully transformed into abominations... Has none of my people's legacy survived the stains of time?
- The Mechanic - Sir, we tried to keep your legacy intact. But there's only so much we can do when our memory was wiped. And when someone has deliberately tried to sabotage your legacy.
- Arkarixus - I expected the awakening to be problematic, but the galaxy is in complete disarray. Primitives, savages, supernaturals... Grox scum. Everything must be returned to how it was.
- Tuolog - I suggest we ask the database that knows all of this, Vida'Rranlora, however I believe even they been tampered with.
- Vekaron - I've visited the Vida'Rranlora, and they're under control of a hostile race of machines called Lanatharch. We have reasons to believe they're linked with the Grox too.
- Arkarixus - The Grox are the universe's greatest mistake. We Warmasters were created to combat and destroy them, and I will see that done no matter the cost.
- Yogtam - With all due respect, the Grox in other galaxies are far weaker than the ones in this galaxy. I don't think the Grox are the only thing we're dealing with here.
- Arkarixus - Hmpf... For now, we must focus on the pretenders. My kind has prepared a space station stashed with technological devices which we would use to begin the rebuilding of the Empire. I must access it in order to find the means to disable the Armageddon-class Star Destroyer.
- The Mechanic - If it hasn't been tampered with too...alright, we'll help you find it, sir.
- Kralgon Emperor - Why did your kind focus so much on an eventual "second coming of the Empire"? It's like you always prepared for the unlikely event of your kind being obliterated.
- Arkarixus - When I was born, the war with the Grox had already been going for 500,000 years. I was one of the last of my kind even then. My time was one of preparing for the second coming, for the first empire was already doomed.
- Kralgon Emperor - I see. I can relate. I too am from a kind that was doomed for destruction, and I was frozen for an eventual reawakening of my people. Of course, I awoke as the only Kralgon alive as intended, whereas you seem to have planned to be awakened with hundreds of other Kormacvar.
- Arkarixus - Correct. We were to repopulate.
- Zr'Ahgloth - yeh yor boff reely similar cus YOR BOFF BIG JERKS
- Kralgon Emperor - The difference is, the "reawakening" of my people was a last minute preparation. We hid our technology in the final days of our kind. You seemed to have planned this for thousands of years, as if you were always preparing for this eventuality. Plus, with the Grid and the Cold Relays set up around your galaxy, it appears to me your kind was rather insular.
- Arkarixus - Our preparations begun shortly after mine and Regnatus' birth. We were nearly seven hundred when the cryogenic sleep was turned on.
- Kralgon Emperor - Interesting. As well as masters of technology, your kind were biologically supreme.
- Xeron - You've mentioned the name "Regnatus" more than once. Who is that?
Arkarixus' expression turned somewhat grim as he turned away from the hologram.
- Arkarixus - My younger blood brother and fellow Warmaster. We were to lead the second coming of the Empire against the Grox menace.
- Tuolog - Blood brother? It sound like he mean a lot to you. I recall that he, like yourself, had his own separate stasis pod in Hyperborea.
- Arkarixus - We Warmasters were created from the genetic material of the Warmasters who predated us. Me and Regnatus were born from the genetics of the legendary Kholduitanus, the most powerful Kormacvar in history. We were not true siblings, more like clones, perhaps... but we were family all the same.
- Yogtam - Were your kind the only kind to dominate the galaxy at the time? Or was there other intelligent life? And if so, does any of it still exist, aside from the Carteakers and the "Gardeners"?
- Arkarixus - During our Golden Age, we were the sole rulers of Borealis. Those who accepted our rule were added to the fold, and those who refused were eradicated. There were those who would defy us, like the Zarkhator devils of the Eastern Arm, but they all fell to the might of the Kormacvar Empire. We were unstoppable... at least, until the Grox arrived.
- Kralgon Emperor - It appears you had prepared for every kind of outsider threatening to attack your galaxy...but were less prepared for an attack from within. Still, you held them at bay for 500,000 years.
- Vekaron - I can't imagine a war lasting that long. That's longer than my kind has been sapient.
- Arkarixus - It was the longest and bloodiest war in our time, and I doubt any other has come close since then. Perhaps outside of Borealis, but what happens beyond these stars is none of my concern.
- Zr'Ahgloth - i dunno i had a rap beef wiv Hagto'Zhl da wannabe dat lasted quite long
- Valzo - That lasted about 2 years at most.
- Zr'Ahgloth - still quite long far as im concerned i dont hav da attenshon span fer wars lastin longa dan a month i get bored of dem
The Warmaster proceeded to walk up to Vekaron, who showed some unease as he approached. He still found Arkarixus somewhat intimidating to behold.
- Arkarixus - Seeing as your species has taken the mantle of protectors of the galaxy, I will be joining you in your space vessel for now on.
- Vekaron - Urm... Alright.
- Arkarixus - We depart to the technological stash in three days. I shall provide you with the coordinates.
- The Mechanic - Mind if I hang around your ship too? Beats these Caretaker shuttles anyhow...
- Vekaron - I suppose so. Just... watch out not to break anything.
- Arkarixus - Then give me no reason to do so.
- Tuolog - Wait, Arkarixus. I have one last question, if you may. At some point, we need to speak to Blyro'Tralzica again, perhaps after we defeat Seagon. If we do, I get you in contact with Volzara?
- Arkarixus - I do not see how that could benefit me.
- Tuolog - I believe she wish to speak to you. She have message.
- Arkarixus - Hm. So be it.
- Tuolog - This good. Perhaps she tell us Zargoth's role in all this. You truly not hear of any role Zargoth have in your peoples' downfall? He claim to have taken them for his Vague experiment, so I expected you may have heard of him before. Unless he attack your people after you frozen. I should get you in contact with Vague too.
- Arkarixus - We shall see.
- Tuolog - Alright. I get you in contact with them after Seagon defeated. For now, we proceed to your coordinates.