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Post by Zaroas on Sun Mar 22, 2015 9:31 pm

The Zraak fleets were met above Uiolan by two types of massive Vrentus vessels, their golden hulls brilliantly reflecting the light of the system's subgiant star. The first were carriers, enormous ships that opened up and released swarms of Vrentus Lessers and Greaters, which immediately transformed into those composing the Zraak fleet and carried out attack. In duplicating enemy ships, as the Vrentus always did in combat, they gained knowledge of the machine's exact capabilities. They could bring them to their absolute limits and take absolute advantage of everything they had to offer. The other ship encountered were three mountainous dagger-shaped Destroyers, acting as great sentinels that would be stalwart in their defense of Uiolan. This Vrentus fleet immediately responded to that of the Dominion, the two clashing with great fury.

On the surface, Praedromus and the Primes awaited the arrival of Kradus and his troops. The former had learned much about the Lord of the Dominion since their first encounter on Dranus. He was ready to step upon the fields of battle and face him. The question still remained, however - Who had informed the Vrentus of the impending invasion?

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Aboard the Royal Invader, Ascendant Arvesa teleported into the room where Kradus sat, having been elsewhere in the ship before. She approached the Jadel with a spring in her step, each footfall rhythmic. She had been present when Kradus struck Scandalon, spilling the blood of his own species. She found Kradus' disposition of rage and fury to be interesting, but also a trait that could be exploited - a weakness. That was what they had said about her, after all. All Eldraunn are, by government laws, required to be injected with substances that inhibit emotions. This process did not work on Arvesa, however, and while others may have considered her weak for it, she used her cheerful yet sadistic personality to her advantage. She found that it allowed her a unique perspective compared to others of her species, making her unpredictable.

"Lord Kradus," She called, her voice like a whimsical, pleasant song. "I advise you to send your troops to the surface of the planet. This is a common Vrentus strategy, to perfectly match an opposing force and stall them out. The faster change the nature of this battle... The closer the immortals approach death."

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Post by Darkel on Mon Mar 23, 2015 5:11 pm

A swift fleet of battalion carriers snuck their way around the commotion, being protected by elite fighters and various Zraak crafts. A Battlecruiser appeared and sent a swing of a massive ball of red energy through the crowd of Vrentus ships. Kradus stood in the crown jewel of these carriers. An uttermost massive ship which was shaped like a C but with a cornucopia of compartments about it, especially at its bottom, where it would open and release it's vast horde. Kradus stood at the ready, clutching his scythe as it illuminated the dark interior of the ship dark red.

Finally the carrier landed. It branched off from five identical ships, all of which were decoys and defended as though they still actually carried Kradus on board. A fleet of fighters swarming them so thick they resembled clouds. As the carrier landed, a web of landing arms extended to cushion it's forceful landing. A crevice appeared atop the ship and a bewildering bright red sphere of energy ascended. From the sphere blazed exactly fifty shots of explosive rays in the form of expanding bubbles which pounded the surrounding area to a flatland, destroying any possible foes in the three mile radius. Fighters still scouted above the carrier and when the coast was clear the craft opened.

As the bay opened in its circular spinning fashion, the landing claw laid itself upon the grounds of the planet and a plethora of Eraak emerged from the steaming opening. They each wore heavy armor and all of them carried heavy weaponry. Each Eraak was unique both biologically and by the armor and weaponry they carried. They were accompanied by simple Zraak who were elite and the highest of their combat ranks. Finally, through the red light of the huge opening in the craft came the black silhouette of the Dominion's father. A nearly ten-foot tall muscular creature wearing sleek black armor which glowed red at its crevices. A neck which resembled the petals of a wicked, corroded flower. Four brutal horns and copious amounts of thick black scales. Enormous, jagged claws about each finger and toe. A snout filled with two layers of sharp teeth and three tongues tipped with long needles. A long black cloak which outlined his armor but would surely dissipate in the fight. The first moments were about presentation, formality, and the imposing and distribution of fear. The innermost moments were about the fight and all it contained, furthermore proving oneself against one's enemies. The final moments were filled with death and mutilation, something that Kradus was eager to see. His eyes, scarlet in color with thick black elliptical pupils and black sclera, were thirsty for this. Though he would not have the pleasure to see physical blood spill from the Vrentus, he so desired to watch Praedromus be obliterated by his own malefic power.

He stomped off the ramp, his feet far heavier than any of the Eraak that had come before him. Though the Eraak were some of the strongest of the Zraak warriors, even they feared Kradus. One doesn't return from the dead quite often, and they feared their chances of having Kradus' privileges would surely be slim, if not nonexistent.

The time of obedience had come. Kradus was law, and his law was his way. His way was now the way of trillions of hearts across the galaxy, and that would continue lest his end come, his true end.

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Re: Disruption (IC)

Post by Zaroas on Fri Apr 03, 2015 11:42 pm

The Zraak were met with silent desolation as they descended from their brutish craft. By nature, the Zraak greatly desired the splattering of blood upon the dusty plains, their thirst for slaughter always insatiable even to their most civilized. Yet, it appeared as though the planet's surface had been abandoned, the Zraak's only company being the dirt and the twisted shadows they cast upon it. Aside from their own possessions, there was nothing for the bleak surface of Zraak to hear on the Not even the wind sounded, refusing to sing a solemn, lonely song for the barbaric, yet loyal, beasts. As another wicked ship descended through the murky clouds, its engines giving off a low hum as it dropped closer to the ground, the Zraak were finally able to discern something in the distance.

A thunderous, rumbling boom to the north could be heard, an enormous cloud of dust and debris following in its path. As it got closer, the Zraak's keen, predatory eyes could pick up a bolt of green light approaching with immense speed ahead of it. It impacted the landing dropship, and all hell broke loose. The vessel was ruptured, a fiery explosion blooming outwards along with the screams of anguish from those inside. The dust cloud hit the group of Zraak, obscuring their vision for valuable seconds. Within it were large Vrentus carrier ships, from which Lessers and Greaters emerged, immediately shifting into a variety of forms, though mostly that of the Eraak. The strange projectile that had destroyed the Zraak ship arced downwards, smashing into the plains with a grimy shockwave.

At last, the wind shrieked with fury as the Vrentus and Zraak forces clashed violently. The Primes bode their time, waiting for the opportunity to strike - While being as powerful as they gave one the right to rush headfirst into bloody war and emerge victorious, with dignity and pride intact, it was not wise to do so. On the other hand, the gust swept the dust off of Praedromus, revealing his lustrous golden armor as he strode from the location of his impact with the ground to the blossoming battle. Shimmering light appeared at his sides as he generated two objects from dark matter - One a resilient shield of yellow brilliance, like that of a violently burning sun, the other an intricate spear, its design appearing to have been woven from light itself. The Vrentus Supreme stopped  in front of Kradus, and without words, pointed the tip of the spearhead in the Jadel's direction. A challenge.

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All three of the new Primes bowed their heads in respect, a response to the various greetings. The Revealer, whose form had taken that of a Jorro'kil, was the one that responded to the traditional acknowledgement of the Markovan. With a tone that seemed bent, distorted in a strange mechanical way, it replied, "It is unwise to allow one who you have just met the handle of your blade. Your hand is all that is necessary."

"Abarron, the Opposer..." Theranis began, gesturing to the Vrentus shaped like a mountainous Krathunian. "Was it created with converted Krathunians from our previous conflict?"

Abarron nodded solemnly. "Yes, Sentinel. There is, unfortunately, no way to truly recover these minds unless one's will is powerful enough to overcome the others. This is the closest they will return to one of your own." Abarron glanced at Q'ren, who had begun to look over the Opposer thoroughly, as if trying to find some redeeming quality within it. He recalled distant memories, just before the Covenant sealed him within the Mind Cache until Praedromus reached into the swirling darkness of minds and pulled him out.

"Make sure she's safe, Abarron. That is my dying wish. If you have any shred of compassion left within that cold shell, please..."

"Who, Q'ren?" Abarron asked, carefully watching the Krathunian, restrained upon a metal spire in the center of the Vrentus' golden city on Xarthon. Millions, perhaps billions, watched the execution - It was to be broadcast as propaganda, as a warning and a call to action, depending on which side one was loyal to. Yet, only the Sentinel and the Supreme shared these words.

"Kalyve," Q'ren whispered, his eyes closed, a couple tears of self-loathing and pity dropping downwards. "My wife. She was..."  

Abarron lowered his head. "I can't reverse what has finished. She will never return. I am... regretful of this. All of it." Brutally honest words, meant to be the last Q'ren heard. But, as he did, he tightened his fist, and the golden metal was illuminated with the glow of plasma as the Covenant's wrath descended from the heavens and wrought havoc upon Xarthon.


Abarron watched as Q'ren stepped forward towards the Opposer and slowly saluted it, kneeling to the ground, holding one fist at the chest and the other flat upon the ground. The Prime repeated the action, and upon witnessing this, Q'ren stood and breathed, "I am sorry, my brothers and sisters... I am sorry."

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The High Chancellor nodded. It was rather typical diplomacy for like-minded species, and was justified. The Xikarians had aided the Confederate Nations of Ravena on numerous occasions - Many believed these negotiations should have occurred long ago. The Xikarians attempted neutrality during the war against the UFIAI due to internal struggles, and it had resulted in isolation, a difficult status to reach for those who resided within Ravena. Many strategists and theorists pointed to how the Xikarian military and economy may have supported the Confederacy during the war. It may have had a different outcome.

Nonetheless, Ionva and Vasorin were intrigued. The last time Confederates had been joined on the battlefield by Xikarians was the battle of Kvanun, a recent event, but much of its military remained shrouded in mystery to the Confederates. Vasorin spoke to this before the High Chancellor could. "Would you be able to disclose any information on the nature of your military forces?" He asked in a manner only a businessman could.

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Re: Disruption (IC)

Post by Darkel on Sat Apr 04, 2015 7:50 am

Kradus' scarlet eyes narrowed at the sight of Praedromus. The sleek black scales of the beast which were polished and arguably mirrors of Praedromus were covered by dust and smoke and clouded, giving Kradus a rubbled appearance. Kradus grimaced, his face emitting a vile scowl at his opponent. His black cloak violently flew up with the wind and he threw it off himself. He took his scythe in hand, readying it. The blade glowed a humming dark red and let off a slight steam. The muscles of Kradus' face began to tighten and new scales began to form across his face. A protective layer of armor, one would conclude.

Kradus' head tilted, his horns foggily reflecting the light of the scythe. His tongues flickered from his lips a few times and he let out a formidable purr from the back of his throat. It seemed to trail with his words and warp them in a rather otherworldly sense. "Praedromus, here I am. Here we are, and here you fall today. Today the Terminus Pact will be crippled, wounded beyond any wound it's ever received. I have new friends now, and the Vrentus are so minuscule compared to us. So why don't you pick your feet up and run? I'll try and kill you anyway, but then you'll at least have a chance. You are over," he scowled. Finally he sent the blade of the scythe towards Praedromus with the force of a great beast and began his attack.


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Re: Disruption (IC)

Post by Vara Lord on Mon Apr 06, 2015 11:54 am

"It is an ancient gesture of trust amongst my race," explained Lirr to the Revealer as he sheathed his blade. "Trust is important in any alliance or relationship. By presenting our weapon to you in a way that puts us at a disadvantage, we are making the first step in that regard."

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Re: Disruption (IC)

Post by Zaroas on Sun Apr 12, 2015 10:44 pm

Praedromus raised his shield, glinting in the glaring sunlight, to block the incoming blow. Upon the scythe's impact, a thunderous crash reverberated throughout the land, the beast of war's mighty roar of rage. Kradus' weapon emitted an explosion upon collision, which blasted outwards around the two combatants. Dust was thrown up from the shockwave, and some nearby Zraak and Vrentus were thrown off balance by its incredible force. Praedromus shoved the shield forward, as if trying to bash his opponent with it, but rather pushing Kradus off of him.

"Now I see why you were vanquished by the emperor of the Jorro'kil, your head falling to the battered ground of Drevul," Praedromus mused, circling Kradus as if the former were the predator and the latter the prey, even despite the difference in size. "You are ignorant. Your arrogance clouds your vision and judgement constantly. You fail to understand that Vrentus become what we fight. Behold," he gestured to the chaotic battlefield around them. Indeed, the Vrentus Lessers and Greaters had shifted into the various Eraak that they combated, using their own tactics against them. It was also at that moment that the Primes joined in the bloodshed - The Destroyer made its entrance by swarming out from the inside of a Zraak, the nanomachines deconstructing every molecule that made up the Dominion warrior. The enormous Deceiver, having a similar appearance to a UFIAI mech, rocketed across the battlefield, launching a variety of munitions into enemy combatants with incredible precision. The Protector was able to hold off several Zraak at a time, its massive shell soaking up tons of brute force.

"If only you could open your eyes..." Praedromus trailed off, suddenly shifting into Kradus himself, a perfect recreation of whom he fought. "...And see what your enemies are truly capable of!" He shouted, charging at the Lord of the Dominion like a bolt of lightning. At the possible moment he shifted back into his majestic, golden form and attempted a diagonal slash with his spear.

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Post by Darkel on Mon Apr 13, 2015 5:28 am

Kradus, with speed mustered from his whole body, quickly dodged the spear and threw the scythe up another time, however missing and sending another shockwave across the battlefield. He then rose back to his feet and gazed at Praedromus, his face molding into a snarl. His free hand began to shift, this time his armor came with it and encased the molding. A huge outlet became of it, filling with thick white liquid that was nearly blinding to look at. The light bounced off of Kradus' dust-covered scales and seemed to give him a foggy glow.

"You poor fool, look where that Emperor is now, and look where I am." Kradus let the scythe drop to his side as he held his new weapon up, a long needle filled with light cascading out from his arm. "I am eternal, imperishable, unconquerable. You may become what you fight, but what good is that if we, the Dominion, are so flawed?" Kradus seemed the smile, now the needle was charged and giving off a loud hum. It surged with brighter sparks that shot to its tip. He then readied it and seemingly thousands of bullets of white light threw themselves at Praedromus from the needle.

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Post by Zaroas on Tue Apr 14, 2015 9:39 pm

Suddenly, a dome shaped bubble of brilliant green light enveloped Praedromus entirely. Its purpose as a protective gravitational field quickly became apparent as the projectiles sent by Kradus seemed to slow as they approached, as if time itself lethargically dragged on. The enormous amount of them fell uselessly to the ground. The impact had been so dulled that they had no easily discernible effect on the dirtied ground. Praedromus deliberately stepped outside of it, rapidly glancing over the battlefield. Due to the nature of the Vretus, it was a stalemate, though the Destroyer and Deceiver had engaged with two well-known Eraak, Mortemalo and Tarsus, respectively.

Praedromus allowed for viridescent energy to visibly surge throughout his golden shell, as if showing his power to Kradus. "Yet again, you misunderstand my creation," Praedromus declared, a hint of hauteur in his voice. "Vrentus take on the form and function of those we encounter, but inherent traits are maintained. You call yourself eternal, everlasting, and yet you can still decay. Your body will still rot and decay with time. The Karthla will not make you immune to the forces of nature. My death, and that of all Vrentus, will be that of the universe. We resist nature. I am truly undying, and yet you still oppose us." With that, the Vrentus swept his spear sideways, and a massive shockwave came forth, threatening to crush anything without proper protection in its path.

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Post by Darkel on Thu Apr 16, 2015 2:31 pm

Kradus was knocked by the shockwave, but gripped into the ground and braced for the impact, remaining firm. He stood again, his glare growing more severe. His body began to increase in height, giving him a rather slender appearance, but he was in no lack of muscularity. His three tongues flickered from his snout malevolently and then fell silent. His needle of light began to dim until it dissipated, crumbling like wet paper from his arm. The useless meat fell into the dust and his fist unfolded in place, huge claws extending. From his back shot many long tendrils which gripped the ground and held him firm. His left hand began to coat itself in a black exoskeleton whose cracks filled with red luminosity. He gazed at it solemnly as an orb of red was constructed from the vapors that began to emit from the luminosity. Many small yellow trickles of light filled the air around the sphere, fading to blue and then being reborn as yellow again. It was obvious that they had stemmed from Kradus' own mental ability, and he used a large force of concentration to keep the sphere at bay.

He then looked to Praedromus, his gaze striking and with a certain fire that normally seemed to cause heart attacks in the Zraak. "You think I am affected by nature, filth?" Kradus looked at the sphere and shook his head, his eyes darting back to the Vrentus. "No. Once I shed this body, my followers will build me another. And another, and another," he said, taking a few steps towards Praedromus. Light rushed through his legs with the steps and seemed to charge the sphere. "I am not limited to technology, I am not bound by scrap metal, and I have the liberty to breathe through my lungs. You are an energy being, you would not understand what it is like to live, to breathe. Ravena is filled with air, and my lungs are greedy." Kradus' lips drew into a leer and he stared straight into Praedromus. "I want all the air in the galaxy. I want my every breath to choke out the breaths of others. I have suffered and worked and toiled for my place, and for that I will inherit the galaxy. I will proclaim my glory to all, and the Vrentus will be ended, and there will be no dawn to free you from my night." Kradus drew his right hand up, it was now surging with luminosity as well. He suspended the sphere between his hands in the air and then quickly, and with a shriek, drew his hands far apart. The sphere exploded into a massive pulse which sent a force against all those surrounding it. Kradus was knocked on his knees by the force and bending backwards, his body being pressed on the ground by what felt like a fearsome fiery wind. The Eraak and Zraak began ducking for cover. Many of the Eraak sheltered their Zraak brethren by throwing them under their massive bodies as they held on to the ground. Many were scattered, and those who could not find cover in time were ripped apart by the force.

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Post by Zaroas on Sat Apr 18, 2015 10:54 pm

The massive pulse of energy forced Praedromus to the ground, creating an enormous cloud of dust and debris where it impacted. For a couple moments, this completely obscured the Vrentus Supreme - it was impossible to discern him within the billowing mass. Suddenly, it dispersed, revealing Praedromus, from whom surges of gravitational energy surged periodically. These slowly grew in their strength and size, eventually encompassing the entirety of the battlefield with regular pulsating shockwaves. It was apparently, however, that gravity was slowly increasing, and everyone present could feel the effects - They were more sluggish, and each action required a rising amount of effort. Praedromus himself seemed completely unaffected, as if accustomed to the new gravity as much as any other.

"I do not know how to breathe?" Praedromus spat, slowly approaching Kradus. "No... I too once felt the air of Ravena in my lungs... A time few remember. I, however, required something more. I chose to become evolution, to embody and defy natural processes rather than be another part of it, as you are. You must understand how insignificant you truly are." He stopped, about three meters in front of Kradus. "You claim that you will conquer Ravena, bring your twisted peace to its inhabitants. I will not allow that to happen. Your time has past... You must now embrace evolution." With those final words, he rushed forward. Red blood sprayed across his golden armor, coating it completely. A shining spearhead jutted out of Kradus' back - Praedromus had run him through with it. With his huge strength Praedromus impaled the spear into the ground, rendering Kradus immobile.


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Kradus' blood was tossed everywhere and coated his opponent, Praedromus. The spear kept him pinned to the ground as it stuck through his stomach and into the dirt. He clutched it in his hands, wheezing and spitting out gobs of blood. He coughed, looking at Praedromus above him. "L-look what y-you've done," he groaned. He let out a loud moan, trying to pull the spear out. It was not that he lacked the strength, rather he was in so much pain it depleted his power. The spear did not budge. He released another flood of scarlet from his snout. "M-my b-b-body... I w-will not d-die... I c-cannot die again.... It is... impossible...." Kradus' entire body surged as he breathed in and out with deepness and difficulty. A hoarse sound roared from his lungs, indicating his trouble. He looked over at Praedromus, his was turned to the side. "Y-you liakurn," he cursed. "You cannot d-do this. I do not accept... this.... I will kill you."

Suddenly, and beyond abruptness, a massive explosion occurred about the left of the battlefield, sending a multitude of Zraak landing parties flying in the form of airborne rubble. A blinding teal light appeared in the smoke of the aftermath. Soon a figure stepped across the rubble, paying no mind to it. The figure was tall, measuring almost ten feet and extremely slender. As it stepped out into the light, Kradus' eyes fixed upon it. His pupils dilated in the light that shone from the aura radiating from the figure. The figure was colored darkly everywhere but the face, which was pale and white with a slight bluish tint. Big black eyes, resembling black holes themselves, groped into Kradus' heart. The figure had very few discernible features about its face; it lacked a mouth and nose and any kind of ears or hair. Its head was crowned with many thorns, huge spirals that curled about in the air like frozen tendrils. Its limbs were long and gaunt and had many long pointed fingers and toes along the ends, though no discernible claws or nails. The hands and feet of the creature were oddly shaped being tripods and seemed to walk with elegance.

Primitus slowed his pace as he reached the two beings, and then stopped. He simply stared at both of them for an endless era, eyeing every inch of their bodies; though this was impossible to conclude due to his lack of pupils. Kradus was completely silent, trying to make of that which was happening before him. Was it a Vrentus hoax? Kradus began his painful roaring.

"No!" he yelped. "M-Mock me will y-you Vrentus?! G-get this out of m-my sight!"

Primitus tilted his head, holding up a hand in a reassuring gesture. His long, stick-like legs pressed on another step. "There is no trickery in this, Kradus. The Vrentus could never manifest as an Archimperator without being familiar with one," he said. Kradus was silent, but shaking his head and coughing more. Primitus came closer again and now Kradus could feel the odd aura surrounding the Loccalian against his scales. That odd feeling he remembered from his youth, the feeling like pressure was being applied to the scales and stress activated in his nerves. Primitus glared at him now in such a way that it seemed to threaten him. "Child, never doubt in the dark what is shown in the light." Primitus quickly reached his hand out, causing the spear in Kradus' stomach to lift and eject from him. Kradus let out a wail and the spear was thrown to the side. The Loccalian then eyed Praedromus, but spent his efforts more primarily on Kradus, who was now turning over and holding his wound with his claws. He shouted many curses at Primitus, who only gave a simple stare. He walked towards Kradus slowly, one slender foot in front of the other. "Do you know who I am?"

"Get out! Get out! Get out!" Kradus shouted. Tendrils flew from his arm, heading for Primitus. Quickly the Archimperator dodged, dropping to his knees and then ejaculating a blue blade of light from his arm and sawing the tendrils above him away. The blade then dissipated, followed by burning tendrils. Kradus yowled as Primitus stood again.

"I expected better of someone so attributed to my demise," Primitus said. "Demise - that is what they called it, did they not? Little did the heathens know that the agenda of I, Primitus, a Great Archimperator of the entire Loccalian host, was entirely prevalent. I fell only because I chose to fall. Now I have emerged from my metamorphosis, my power having increased a hundredfold." Primitus' voice blared through Kradus' body like a hellish explosion, it was warped and sickening in every meaning of the words. Kradus knew it had to have been a Loccalian, a Vrentus could not mimic one so perfectly. Primitus continued. "The Novus Alliance was clever and effective for a time, but that day has ceased, has it not? In the early days it was Lord Tyrauqa of the Nemaseul who spent himself trying my Imperators, hunting them down and defeating them until their consciouses were forced to be reabsorbed by a body with the capacity to hold it. My body has the capacity to hold a thousand consciouses, and we became one within the form of Archimperator Primitus. In time I laid waste to Tyrauqa and the morale of his people was obliterated. However, in fulfillment of my expectations, Tyrauqa's Battlebaron, Aeternum Plaedeus, decided it would be wise to steal my Holy Matter and inject me with it. I then fell into my slumber, my hibernation within the Altamenium cocoon. I would enter hibernation and reemerge more powerful than I had ever been. The only cost was a minor setback, the price of dropping the Loccalian system within my conscious and causing all Loccalians to terminate and all of their structures to shut down. I absorbed the food of my egg, I grew, and then I hatched. Now I stand before you as what you of simple mind would call a god. The Loccalians have already begun to rise again, Kradus."

"No! Liar! Filthy ag culthurni bel nulhrux!" Kradus shouted, he wheezed again. His wound was beginning to heal itself, but it was slow and an incredibly painful process due to the nature of the injury.

"I do not lie," Primitus said plainly. "I must never lie. Lying is an aspect of the weak and the limited, for a primal animal such as yourself needs to lie to gain what you want and need. I need lie not, for I take what I want and leave none for others. It has been my programming since the beginning, and it is a system that will never cease." Primitus approached closer and looked down at Kradus who was at his knees. "You thought you had won when you left Locce. You thought you had escaped, did you not? You were wrong, little mind. And now as I stand before you, do you feel the slightest twinge of regret? Do you regret your participation in the rebellion? The communication you had made with the outsiders? The outcasts? ...Even the Nemesis?"

Kradus looked up at Primitus and with sudden fury rose to his feet, letting out an ear-piercing roar which rumbled the ground. Primitus staggered back as Kradus stood up, shakily afterwards. His wound was progressing and Primitus eyes him from tip of horn to tip of toe. Kradus looked at Primitus. "You are wretched. How can you say that you don't lie when all of what you did was a hoax? If you did not die, but made others think you were dead, what truth is there in that?"

"I never proclaimed my death. If they understood the Holy Matter in the slightest they would have realized that it posed no threat to me whatsoever and I only faded into it so that I would absorb its power. There was no lie in any of this, only misunderstanding." Primitus stepped forward again, this time circling Kradus. "Without a doubt you impress me above all other Jadel, Kradus. You always have, even since your youth. But you are still flawed, limited, imperfect. I define the last step of evolution as being separated from mortal body entirely and allowed to live forever in the form of an unnatural craft, just as we Loccalians are. For we are unnatural crafts, and that is why we persevere, that is why we expand. Look at you. Your body is most impressive, to say the least. Such mastery over the parasitic and the evolutionary, the adaptive and the combative, the biological. A true biological weapon that should not be quickly challenged." Primitus paused, teasing Kradus with the compliments. "But, you are still subject to the same biological pains of the primal beasts which you descended from. Look at the blood you have spilt, Kradus. Blood is a thing of the past, it is an indication of the otherwise limited."

Primitus finally turned to Praedromus, whom he had not forgotten. "Now, to you, Praedromus, leader of this so-called Terminus Pact, I offer congratulations, for taking the initiative to wipe this biological beast from reality. Sadly he has grown strong and I would not blame you if you could not finish him this day. Even I would be challenged if he were healed completely. But I have not yet tapped into the powers I have received from the Holy Matter. I will soon discover my own strength and adjust. I also applaud your efforts in advancement," said Primitus. "I am Primitus, Archimperator of the Loccalians."

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Post by Luxembourgish on Sun Apr 26, 2015 5:36 pm

It has been three months since the Jorro’kil Ambassador to the Greater Dominion, Resara Ytraale, had been imprisoned. The Vil-Nolwikkans, a seemingly barbarous race to outsiders, have been surprisingly hospitable to her, but then, they wanted her alive until they have taken all they could have from her.

That being said, prison life hadn’t been entirely nice to her. She, being a Jorro’kil, was a valuable source of information – information that, to the Archlord, was more important than a single Jorro’kil life.  Occasionally, there was torture, mostly physical, as to not harm her psychological well-being. Though she did not outwardly show it, even during torture, it was slowly beginning take its toll. More effective methods were slowly being inflicted on her, so Vil-Nolwikkan leaders knew that it was only a matter of time until she did crack. Resara now had a disheveled look, heavily battered and one arm nearly entirely devoid of feathers, though they were starting to grow back. Overall, she was in a sorry condition.

Throughout the months spent imprisoned, her only companion was Kessla, a rather strange and mysterious Vil-Nolwikkan that for one reason or another supported her. Kessla seemed to have been imprisoned long ago, and clearly also underwent torture. However, it was clear that he was eventually deemed unworthy of attention and was damned to rot in prison until his death. One ear on the left side of his head was entirely torn off, though as the injury seemed to have been inflicted years ago, it didn’t look like Kessla minded it. Several teeth were missing, his left claw was chipped heavily, and he walked with a slight limp, though he seemed used to all of these things. In fact, it seemed like he was in fact quite happy, though it was debatable on whether or not this was actually the case. Throughout Resara’s stay, Kessla seemed sure that rescue was only a matter of time, but at this point it seemed like he was just repeating it to make himself feel better.
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Kessla had lost track of time. How long had it been since he was imprisoned?
It was early morning, and sunlight had just begun to pass through the windows.  It was too dark to tell what Resara was doing, but it was easy to assume that she was still asleep. Kessla stood up and stretched, trying in vain to get rid of that horrible ache that had been lingering in his left leg for the last twenty years. Eventually, after about half an hour of stretches, Kessla gave up once again and simply tried to fall back asleep.

After a dreamless sleep, Kessla heard the unmistakable sound of gunshots. This wasn’t an uncommon thing, especially in a high security prison, but the interesting thing about this encounter is that the ground was gently rumbling. The sunlight passing into the prison was now completely blocked. Kessla stood up, immediately awake, and looked around wildly. Something new was happening.

“What in the…?”


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Post by Whos on Sun Apr 26, 2015 6:07 pm

Resara awoke rather abruptly, even though the vibration in the ground was still dull, as she had learned to be aware of those entering the cell chambers. She looked around around wildly for a moment, briefly glancing in Kessla's direction, before resting her gaze on the floor. A few moments later, some muffled sound could be heard from past the entrance to the cell chamber. She couldn't make it out, but she noted the rapid gunshots immediately prior. She wasn't given much time to consider this, however, as a particularly loud explosion rocked the chambers immediately adjacent to her and Kessla's. A few gunshots followed, a light tap on the chamber door, and then the same noise she had heard earlier, repeated, and much easier to understand.

"Clear."

An explosion blew open the chamber door, and debris flew into the cell walls, causing them to rattle and clang in response. The room had become very dusty, and Resara strained to see something within the small cloud, but nothing revealed itself for several seconds. However, an instant later, five soldiers, all clad in midnight black combat membrane, and all of them Jorro'kil, appeared to Resara and Kessla, directly outside of their cells. Her cell door was shot open, and three of the five soldiers entered, grabbed the slightly battered she-kil by the arms, and began to escort her swiftly out.

"Ma'am." One of them said.

"About time." She coughed.

Then, a sixth soldier materialized in the chamber, a Vil-Nolwikkan, and called out to his comrades. "Wait, take this one, too." He said. One of the other soldiers pulled out a plasmatic pistol, shot Kessla's cell door, and calmly replied, "He's all yours." One of the other kils moved to help the Nolwikkan take the other prisoner.

The Vil-Nolwikkan raider gave Kessla a small salute, and commended him, "Welcome back to the land of the living.. Sir."




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Post by Luxembourgish on Sun Apr 26, 2015 7:39 pm

Kessla instantly recognized the stranger Nolwikkan. He and the stranger silently spoke with each other, out of earshot of the Jorro'kil. Finally, the Nolwikkan announced, “We now have what we have come here for. Let's leave this place.”

The group left the prison through the hole in the wall, where they were joined by a larger group of soldiers, Jorro’kil and rebel Vil-Nolwikkans alike. Most of the prison guards seemed to have retreated, overwhelmed by the sudden surge of Jorro’kil forces. It was only a matter of time, however, before the military would take this into their own hands.

“We must hurry,” Kessla said, “I can’t say with confidence that we’ll be able to handle the military as it stands.”

A Jorro’kil dropship was not too far away, and as they approached, more soldiers joined the group. It seemed like they would make it.

About a hundred feet away from salvation, the dropship suddenly exploded, killing any Jorro’kil or Nolwikkan inside. Kessla and Resara, as well as the group of some forty soldiers, stopped. Everyone was silent as they instantly became aware of how much trouble they were in.

Kessla slowly looked back at the demolished prison, seeing what he dreaded to see.

A jet black warrior stood atop a crumbled pillar about fifty feet away. It wore sleek and reflective armor, and two green dots glowed where one would expect eyes to be. Kessla was not familiar with this warrior, but it was instantly apparent to him that this was something completely different. Kessla glanced at Resara, and then his fellow Vil-Nolwikkan, who muttered, “It’s a Dark Alecral…”

The Alectral stood silently for what seemed like an eternity, seemingly assessing the situation. Finally it spoke in a robotic voice, seemingly not moving its jaw at all:

“This… is new.” The warrior fell from the pillar, landing on its feet. “I would have thought that an empire such as yours would have gotten along fine without a…” The Alectral glanced at Resara, and continued: “…I don’t even know what she does. Is the Free Absolute truly so desperate, to risk its warriors’ life and limb for only one of their kind?” The Alectral started to pace around the group, totally ignoring the multitude of plasmatic pistols aimed at it, “Well, it does not matter now.”

“You have made a horrible mistake.”

Only now did it become apparent to Kessla that his group was surrounded by other enemy Vil-Nolwikkans, wearing dark red armor – Blood Warriors. They all raised their weapons, ready to make a massacre out of the Jorro‘kil. The Blood Warriors surrounded the forces of the Free Absolute, each side waiting for the other, though the Blood Warriors had an obvious advantage. Kessla recognized that the enemy had a distinct fear factor – they were trying to make an easier target out of the enemy.

Without warning, one warrior on one side fired his or her weapon at the enemy, triggering battle.

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Post by Whos on Sat May 02, 2015 11:04 am

Several of the Jorro'kil commandoes were equipped with Rail guns, and they fired these into the crowd. The metal slugs tore through the air towards their targets, and a bloody mess of dismembered limbs gave way to their fury. Six other Jorro'kil, hidden behind their comrades, employed their active camouflage to slip out of the sights of the enemy, and directly into their midst. They walked to the back of the crowd of Blood Warriors, and formed a hexagonal perimeter. Then, unlimbering their assault weaponry, they began to fire upon the Vil-Nolwikkan troops from behind them. All of the rest of the Jorro'kil commandoes dropped to a low crouch to avoid stray fire.

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Post by Luxembourgish on Sun May 10, 2015 7:54 pm

Before this battle, Vil-Nolwikikans had never seen stealth technology like this. They didn’t expect a group of Jorro’kil to appear behind them, and for a while the entire back section of the Blood Warriors was in disarray. Typically, the weakest Nolwikkans were placed in the rear of an army, so for a while the Jorro’kil had an advantage. The army had to reorganize quickly so that the weak soldiers were now in the middle, thus spreading out the more dangerous Nolwikkans.

The dark Alectral looked on, spotting its target within the Jorro’kil Army. He had been given specific orders: “Capture the runaway Jorro’kil. Destroy everything else.”

The suit of an Alectral was special. It was able to withstand incredible pressure, and even several shots from a railgun, at least in the chest area. However, its durability wasn’t its most notable factor. The suit was partially robotic, giving the Alectral enhanced physical abilities. The most important factor, however, was how the suit worked. It intercepted orders from the Nolwikkan inside by reading its brain, and partially moved for it. Thus, it took a very long time for the operator to tire. It was able to override involuntary reflexes, and had a built in computer that provided a 180 view of the battlefield that it could send directly to the operator’s brain, providing an accurate mental image. It could also “massage” the brain, allowing the operator to enter a state of hyper-awareness. They would have more time to think of things, and have greater awareness of their surroundings.

The Alectral spotted the escapee he was interested in: Resara, carefully guarded by several commandoes. The Alectral didn’t see this as a big problem. It left the relative safety of the Blood Warriors and into the clearing between the two armies.

The massaging began, and the Alectral entered a state of hyper-awareness. Time slowed, and seeing as the Alectral had just now stepped into no-man’s-land, the Jorro’kil were starting to notice it again. The Alectral sprinted – a seeming leisurely pace to it – and seemed to gracefully glide above the front lines of the enemy. The Jorro’kil up front quickly aimed their weapons at it, but due to the Alectral’s intense speed didn’t have time to aim. Most missed, but the few that did hit the target had little effect.
It landed on a smaller-looking soldier who didn’t seem ready for the impact. Feet and claws forward, the Alectral looked like a pouncing raptor on its prey. With a quick jab downward to the Jorro’kil’s head, the Alectral’s target was dead. By now, nearly the entire army was focused on it; things would get trickier. Behind the fallen soldier was another enemy, who was in the process of racing to pull the trigger of his weapon.

If the Alectral were shot in the head, it would not die, but it would leave its state of hyper-awareness, leaving it in a very vulnerable position. As the soldier’s hand met the trigger, the Alectral turned its left claw upwards and impaled the soldier. This caused the Jorro’kil’s hands to clench shut and fire its weapon, but it missed the Alectral. The Dark Warrior noticed the number of projectiles heading towards it fast, and took another bound. It took several shots to the sides, damaging its suit, but the Alectral wasn’t immediately affected by it. Time sped up as the massage stopped in midair. The Alectral was out of it for a few moments, but the next thing it noticed is that the commandos were a step away.

The Alectral lunged forward and took a shot directly to the chest, though the suit successfully dulled the pain. The Alectral once again turned both of its claws upwards, towards the commando’s chest. The commando was quick to respond, kicking the Alectral in the chest, pushing its back several feet. The Alectral stumbled, but quickly regained its footing just in time for a counterattack. The commando raised its weapon, but wasn’t able to fire as the Alectral thrusted forward and attacked with stunning speed. The first strike bounced off of the enemy’s armor; the next made a dent; the third broke the skin, and the fourth got the commando impaled.

The commando fell back, dead before he hit the ground. Resara was now within the Alectral's direct line of sight. He reached forward - the valuable secrets that could influence the Vil-Nolwikkan's place in the war within his reach.

Without warning, he was kicked in the side, sending its relatively light body tumbling. The alectral was caught off-guard as it was jumped from multiple directions. Two Vil-Nolwikkan rebels pounced from out of seemingly nowhere, weapons ready. They were relatively light enemies - enemies that the Alectral would otherwise have no problem dealing with – but the Alectral was in an extremely vulnerable position. The Alectral rolled onto its back just before a nearby Jorro’kil pulled the trigger on its railgun. A Vil-Nolwikkan rebel fired both of its weapons at the Alectral, and the armor was dented. Another Jorro’kil fired its weapon straight into the Alectral’s head. This didn’t kill the Alectral, but along with a horrific headache, something more serious had happened.

It was here that the faults of the Alectral’s Armor became apparent. The computer in the head was incredibly advanced and as such incredibly fragile; by denting the Alectral’s helmet, the computer was fatally damaged. The Alecral’s major advantage in the fight was suddenly useless. The Alectral’s vision went dark for a second as it struggled to tear off the now-useless piece of equipment.

The helmet broke into pieces as the Alectral freed itself from its new liability. Dazed and partially blind due to the Jorro’kil, it took a sudden breath of air.

The though it was hard for the Jorro'kil to tell, it was revealed that the Alectral's identity was male. Its face was heavily scarred due to years and years of waging war. Anyone who survived throughout all of these years in these contitions, it seemed, would be fit enough to take on the roll of an Alectral.

The Alectral was bleeding in the back of the head. Even to the partially unconcious enemy Nolwikkan, it was apparent that he was going to die.

The Alectral had dark grey eyes. He looked up at his enemies with contempt, but also a strange feeling of acceptance. "Maybe," he said as the nearest Jorro'kil soldier raised its battle rifle to his head, "It is not shameful to lose a battle to someone who is better at it than you." The Alectral looked into the eyes of his executioner as the Jorro'kil pulled the trigger.

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The battle continued on as if the Alectral hadn't been there in the first place, though considerably slower on the Nolwikkans' side. Everyone on both sides was wondering about their reinforcements.

A great ship could suddenly be seen through the atmosphere, edging between the Lanipan atmosphere and outer space. a multitude of turrets fired upon the behemoth, but to little effect. A great battle was happening above their heads, and the Jorro'kil reinforcements seemed to be at a major disadvantage. A smaller dropship appeared, and with the delivery of several bombs a considerable amount of Blood Warriors was eliminated. Reinforcements descended from the dropship, and within the next minute the rest of the Blood Warriors were killed.

"We must leave this place before a full-blown retaliation takes place!" Kessla looked up to see a familiar and unsettling face.

Edacious Kal Tas Damasi was leaning out of the dropship loading bay. "Come on, move!"

Without question, the surviving Jorro'kil retreated onto the dropship, Edacious giving a confused glance at Kessla, and vice versa.

The way back to the main starship was tense. The trip was very turbulent, undoubtably due to the battle surrounding them. Though it was loud and unsettling, the dropship managed to make it back fine. At this, the starship accelerated, quickly leaving Vil-Nolwikkan space. Thanks to the chaos that they had caused on Lanipus, they weren't pursued.

The escape was a success.

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Post by Vara Lord on Wed May 13, 2015 10:39 pm

As the confrontation between Kradus, Praedromus, and Primitus took place,the ground was crawling with beetles. They had in fact been there the whole time the battle took place, scurrying here and there across the ground, sometimes flying through the air. More than a few of the insects lost their lives, crushed or vaporized in the crossfire of the battle. But their masters didn't care how many were destroyed. There were plenty more where they came from.

If anyone did happen to notice the beetles, close examination might have reveaed that all of them had tiny implants imbedded within their bodies, sensors, transmitters, and cameras, almost microscopic in size, taking readings on everything and transmitting that information back to where they had come from. Further scrutiny might reveal that , although these creatures were slain by the scores in the battle's crossfire, they never seemed to decline in number. There was always some more to replace them, and these always came to the battlefield from the same direction.

Zara made a quick check of her small ship's cloaking system. Everything was functioning at peak performance, and there was not yet any indication that she had been detected. With a quick push of a button, she released some more modified beetles, who obediently scurried towards the battlefield. Zara turned her attention to several holographic screens hovering above her control panel. Each one showed images and readings taken by a particular beetle. Each screen represented about two score of the creatures, and a quick flick of the finger allowed one to cycle through individual insects.

Zara moved through the various images, and then paused on one. Some portal had just opened up. Zara's eyes opened wider as Primitus made his entrance. The Liirlith's forked tongue slid in and out a few times as she considered this development, then she sent a quick command to a few beetles to focus their sensors on the Loccalian.
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Post by Zaroas on Sat May 16, 2015 10:04 am

"Archimperator..." Praedromus began, directing his vision towards Primitus, the thick blood of Kradus slowly dripping of the golden shell of the Vrentus. "Five centuries have past since the Loccalians iron grip on the galaxy was loosened, and yet the screams of mercy from those you oppressed still ring fresh in the minds of those who remember it. To rise again... Is a worthy accomplishment. I am glad we are able to stand on the same side of the blood soaked grounds of war, as during the First Evetaen War." He paused, considering his next words. "In many ways, Loccalian, we are very alike. We both strive for evolution, but took diverging paths to achieve it. The Pact stands for progress, advancement. On behalf of it, I invite you to join us."

"Oh, no... That won't do us any good, now would it?" A light, high pitched voice sounded out several feet away, emanating from a pulsating orb of energy. Ascendant Arvesa emerged as the sphere expanded radiantly outwards, slowly fading. The grime and dust of the planet never seemed to even to touch her pure silver armor, as if out of a fear that doing so would desecrate it. "Loccalians and Vrentus, working together... It's as if you want to make me sad, Praedromus," She mused, psionic energy crackling around her.

"Begone, Eldraunn!" Praedromus shouted, kneeling and slamming a fist into the ground. A gravitational shockwave was sent through it, huge chunks of earth bursting upwards in a path that went directly to Arvesa. When the dust settled, she was unharmed, protected by a psionic shield with three four strange blade-like devices orbiting her.

"That won't work, Vrentus." She laughed, an odd sound similar to heavy breathing, considering the anatomy of the Eldraunn. Observing the battlefield, Arvesa was less than optimistic, though her voice remained cheerful, almost as if being there was enjoyable. "This situation is not as favorable as I would like it to be. Retreat may be necessary. Regardless, the Originator has something in store for you all. It will be fun, watching you all suffer at his hands."  

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Post by Darkel on Thu May 28, 2015 5:08 pm

Primitus' head, atop his long thin neck turned to gaze at Arvesa. His soulless black eyes scanned her, and through them he could see an array of diagrams rise from her crux and detail her in every fashion for him. He absorbed the information, immediately knowing that this was an Eldraunn. He then stepped forward, his body radiating black vapors with bright teal sparks flinging from his body like living embers. He tilted his head slightly as he gazed upon Arvesa.

"Suffer? That is an interesting word, dearest Eldraunn. For as you know, I am a Loccalian, I suffer not. I can not relate to this word." He paused, taking a momentary glance to Praedromus and then returning to Arvesa. "If I had a fiber of comedy within me I would laugh. But such is a waste of my own time. I say now, dearest Eldraunn, it is you and your kind who shall be at the receiving end of pain and misfortune in these events. You have the audacity to threaten my galaxy, Ravena, and take my position as a chieftain guardian over it. This is unacceptable, for you were banished from this world long ago. You lost your place in Ravena, there is no redemption for this. It is my hour." He then turned and gazed at Praedromus. "And in that hour, I am delighted to be accompanied by an ally. I look forward to our preeminent partnership, Vrentus." Primitus turned once more to Arvesa, before Kradus interrupted.

Kradus made it to his feet, the opening in his abdomen had by now sealed and the bleeding had mostly been halted. He attempted to repair his damaged flesh, but at a slow rate. He stood hunkered over and grasping his stomach. "Things have changed since you were at large, Primitus. The races of Ravena are far more stronger, and the Dominion will easily cripple you."

Primitus looked to Kradus slowly, allowing his words to emanate in a rather haunting fashion. "I would be fearful if I was not adaptable, child."

"I know things nobody else knows about the Loccalians. All those years of enslavement are ultimately your undoing, Primitus," Kradus replied. The dust was covering his scales, but the light given off by the various figures on the field continued to reflect off them. The glowing red adornments of his armor made his scarlet eyes appear as though lit with flame.

Primitus seemed to make a scowl, though it was hard to tell given the complete lack of emotion in his face. "Kradus, you are a fool to believe your knowledge can possibly threaten me. What you learned can not save you. You learned how to survive in a Cynicium-based environment, and the rudimentary foundation of what Cynicium is. Neither can help you truly comprehend my powers nor can they help you become compatible with me on the field of battle. You are nothing and the time of taking advantage of my absence has come to an end. Your laughable reign shall fade. It is over."

Kradus' body swelled with rage. The regeneration began to slow due to the energy focus being transferred to his muscles which were instinctively preparing for attack. His blood began to emit particles designed to help move the concentration back to the wound. He finally let go of the wound and stood normally. The swelling of the regeneration cocoon had disappeared and he was weaker, but he had healed. Kradus lifted his hand into the air, triggering a reaction that caused his scythe, which had been tossed far off into the battlefield, to come flying back into his palm. He grasped it with a vice in his eyes, the red glow of the scythe blade rubbing off on his form. Kradus' armor began to produce new plates about his body, especially around his healed wound. It spread into softer areas and further protected his body. By now he looked as though only a being of metal. A helmet covered his head, his eyes gazing through glowing red lens veins. His horns were cased in a thinner metal that appeared a bit more flexible than the rest of his suit. However, Kradus' mouth and lower face was not covered, as to allow his mouth the proper ability to eject flames, acids, tendrils, and other deadly attacks. "You think I am weak?" Kradus slung the scythe against the ground beside him, swiping diagonally across his chest. It sent a shockwave across the ground, bits of earth spinning in every direction. "Do not be so quick to dismiss me as a threat, Loccalian. I am different now, I have changed."

Primitus tilted his head again. This time, his eyes seemed to narrow. "I will be the judge of that," he said ominously. He held out his hand before his eyes and began staring into his palm. A small lavender light appeared and quickly grew, turned a cyan color, and changed into an elegant decahedron cube which spun in his palm and began to increase in size. The light dimmed, revealing it was made of metal and engraved with thousands of tiny engravings that glittered lavender light. He directed the cube in the air until it was floating beside him. He then stretched his hand out fully and black fog began to emit from the cube. Lavender, teal, cyan, and silver light began to pour from the object, however a bright light wavered through the downpour and was visible even through the thickness. Kradus witnessed the fog boil and materialized a figure, with the strong light of the cub forming the head and the body cascading down from it. As the smoke cleared he saw a feminine Loccalian on her knees. She got up and took a stand.

She was elegant and majestic in form. Some would argue that she was beautiful. Tall, standing roughly eight feet tall. She was not incredibly thin as Primitus was, rather she was proportionate. Her body was curved in various aspects as to mimic an actual female organism. Her skin was like most Loccalians, dark teal in color, although she had much more of a purple coloring to her. Her eyes were black and her right eye had a strange emblem over it. Oddly enough her right eye also had a bright lavender pupil within it, although it sometimes faded and disappeared completely.

The female's right was cased in an exoskeleton of a thin rubber-like metal. It looked much like a metallic glove and surged with lines of glowing lavender light. The glove ran up to her shoulder and cut off into many veins that spread across her skin. Her fingers on her right hand were longer than those on her left and were tipped with huge claws with laser-finished blades.

Kradus felt his heart quake. He held up his scythe. "No! You're dead!" he shouted. The female merely looked up at Primitus, whom towered over her. Primitus then looked at Kradus. If he had a mouth, he probably would have been smiling. But even so, no visible emotion could be made from the Archimperator's face.

"Kradus, allow me to reintroduce you to your former Slavemaster. This is Asira," he said, gesturing to her with his hand. Asira looked back at Kradus. The lavender pupil in her right eye flashed brightly at him. Kradus stared in disbelief, memories of Asira shattering to pieces entering his mind. Primitus lowered his hand. "Do not be so quick to believe that only you are capable of death revival, Lord Kradus. I can easily recreate any single Loccalian that has ever existed, given that I can obtain the required energy to complete their Cycle."

"Kai'l adur..." he cursed. "Do you really think I will allow this?"

"Let us not pretend you have any true authority in this galaxy, Kradus. You are a mere child whom has misbehaved all he can while his parent was not looking. You may have sparked fear in the eyes of the other children, and they may play by your rules, but as it goes about you pitiful organisms, a father must punish his child for such behaviors. All the children obey the father, not the most aggressive child. I, the father, have finally come." Primitus looked at Asira and then back at Kradus. "A spectacular slave you once were, Kradus. You left a legacy that future resistances will look back upon and feel utmost remorse. They search your story for the slightest shred of hope for which it can muster them, but find none. There was no happy ending to the life of Kradus Arun. Though he escaped the fate of dying as a slave and prolonged his death for such a long time, he was inevitably destroyed in the day's dusk."

"You can not kill me, Primitus," Kradus said.

"Perhaps not now. Yes, I am well aware that eliminating you here would be useless. In time I will take down the Dominion Hostcrux, which houses the servers of the many artificial intelligences that compose all Dominion networking. At the heart of those servers, I know, lie the ones which house your own uploaded mind that powers not only your new body, but all of Dominion technologies."

"How do you know all of this?" Kradus asked. "You just returned!"

"I believe you were expecting technical difficulties on Cilask only recently, were you not?" Primitus then gestured to Asira with his hand. "It was Asira who channeled into your informative archives and collected all the data I needed regarding you, as well as the Dominion, to formulate a plan for your downfall. I also became aware of your new partnership with the Eldraunn as well as your plans to come to this very planet in an assault instigated by the Originator himself. I made the Vrentus aware of this impending reprisal and prepared myself for your arrival."

"You are filth," Kradus mumbled under clenched jaws. "Do you think it will be easy for you to take down those servers, Primitus? Do you think I'd be foolish enough to create a faulty system?"

"Kravisun Code is something I have not fully downloaded into my intelligence, and therefore I do not fully comprehend it. But given my next chance to do so, I shall. It will be the first step towards your permanent death. In my current situation it is impossible for me to take down Dominion intelligence, or overthrow the alliance and it's empire collective. But, as time passes, I grow stronger. With every hour I am discovering my true power which was bestowed upon me through the Altamenium. In only a matter of days I will have the numbers to take down a series of your planets. In weeks, I will have entire star systems. Months, I will have chains of your stars under my control. My calculations state that the Dominion will be collapsed in less than one galactic year."

"That is impossible, you're a fool just to think that," Kradus said, his anger beginning to subside.

"Am I?" Primitus asked. "Regardless of what happens, I will not let you leave this world untouched by my powers." He looked down at Asira, still towering above her. "Asira, you may take the Eldraunn."

"Yes, Father," Asira said, approaching Arvesa. Primitus then turned back to Kradus, stepping forward.

"Now, child, are you quite prepared for this?" Primitus asked..

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After Q'ren's crew and the Primes had been properly introduced and the two groups discussed matters, it was decided that Abarron was to stay on Xarthon and lead the Vrentus that had been reawakened. The Reconstituted Collective, as it would be called, was to work with the Confederacy in combating the menace of the Eldraunn. However, given the public perception of the Vrentus, this was to be accomplished in a mostly covert manner.

Meanwhile, the people aboard the Anomaly decided to travel to a heavily fortified shield world in the Krathunian New Worlds, known as Yvealn. The Continuum Corrupter was much too dangerous, considering the possibility of mechanisms that allowed the Eldraunn to control it, due to their history with it. The ship would arrive within a couple days to be secured and undergo repairs. The crew took this as an opportunity to rest - Recent events had been stressful and enormously intense, and relaxation was welcome.

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Throughout the interactions between the Loccalians and Kradus, Arvesa remained silent, preferring to simply observe and wait. It was the strategy of the Architects after their eviction from Ravena following the First Evetaen War, albeit on a smaller scale. To the Ascendant, time was like a great wind or a river - It eroded away at what was, a destructive hunger that was not aware of its purpose to carve out new opportunity. The galaxy had grown weak with this deterioration, in her mind, and thus those who opposed the Eldraunn also would. The only deciding factor was time.

As Asira approached, the objects orbiting Arvesa ceased in midair and rotated, their orientation horizontal rather than vertical. It become clear that they were blades, eternally shifting their form, adjusting to the environment. They glowed with psionic light that could sear the eyes of any who decided to stare into them for long enough. The air seemed to distort around them, perhaps due to vibrations or a similar mechanism. "You liken yourself to a father, and the other races of Ravena as children, Primitus, yet you fail to consider that these progeny have surpassed you, and become more... The hour has come for Ravena's young to bathe in the blood of the old. In a moment of weakness and despair, you rose and seized the stars. The cycle shall continue, and in an instant of your own debility, you will fall.” Upon speaking these worlds, Arvesa turned her head at the sight of a sphere of psionic energy, the same kind she had emerged from earlier. From here, came another Eldraunn, wearing dark grey armor that had rather sharp, diagonal features to it, which teal lighting accentuated.

“I am Ascendant Ehdvarus,” He announced, extending his upper right arm outwards, long talons curled slightly. Silver dust floated from small slits in his armoring, forming an elegant staff. He forced it into the ground, kicking up a minute amount of sand. It acted as a conduit for more gray material, seeping into the earth like water. A bright psionic pulse was sent through it, and three enormous, bipedal soldiers, wielding immensely sharp spears, arose, planting their weapons firmly to the side and remaining alert. “The Dominion stands strong tonight - we shall not fall.”

Arvesa rotated towards her fellow Ascendant, scowling (at least what Eldraunn consider scowling). “Do you not recognize the orders given to us by the Originator?”

“They changed, on my accord,” Ehdvarus responded. “Our duty as Ascendants is to protect the commonwealth of the Architects at all costs - I am simply following our intrinsic directive, as established by the Embodiment.” He lifted his staff, and the Eldraunnian Golems he conjured did the same. “The reason for my presence does not matter. We mustn’t perish today.” He raised the staff to the sky, and the Golems rushed forwards, jabbing at Praedromus viciously. The Supreme dodged two narrowly, the third scraping across his armor with a metallic screech. Meanwhile, Arvesa launched her blades at Asira, attempting to plunge them into the Loccalian’s “flesh.” Doing so would not only potentially cause damage, but allow Arvesa to psionically gather information on her enemy.

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Asira's body began to break down into what seemed like a liquid substance, radiating from a small light at her center. The blades coursed through and then the substances redistributed themselves as solid, her form being rebuilt. With her hand she released a large pulse which threw the blades back at Arvesa. Asira levitated in the air, a sphere of deep violet light encompassing her. Suddenly, bright blue lines appeared in the crust of the energy sphere, dividing it into many small fragments. The shards then separated and began striking through the air, firing down towards Arvesa. As the orb of light had imploded outwards in this fashion, Arvesa let out a horrendous screech which vibrated across the earth, causing dirt to fly in every direction.

Meanwhile, Primitus was entertained with Kradus. As the dirt from Arvesa's screech licked his surface, he gave out his soulless black stare at Kradus, walking forward. The screech had caused Kradus a great deal of pain and disorientation. He held the reptilian slits which acted as faucets to his ears with his hands. He then removed his hands, grabbed his scythe, and stood ready.

"You heathens will never know," Primitus said. He threw his arm out in a back-handing expression, causing Kradus to be knocked to the side by some unseen force. "For generations your empire has taken advantage of my absence and prided yourselves as the strongest in the galaxy. I will no longer stand for such deceit to so injudiciously ensorcell what is mine. This galaxy was my birthright, and I shall take it back in due time."

Kradus' body illuminated with the dropping of his maw and a vortex of fire and heated energy emitting, devouring the form of Primitus. As Kradus stood tall, observing the now heated enemy, he expected to find a defeated Loccalian. Instead, Primitus stood just as he was, seemingly unharmed even as his entire body was covered in flames. Primitus jetted towards Kradus with such lightning speed that it was not caught by the reptile's eye. Kradus found himself soaring through the air, a huge pain in his chest. He finally felt the hard earth pound at his back. He had been flung at least two hundred yards. He picked himself up and prepared for another strike. Primitus turned to face him, walking slowly towards him. Kradus ran, his arms elongating into large needles filled with a streaming red energy and jumped. Primitus dodged Kradus' landing but the monster was capable of releasing a plethora of energy onto the Archimperator's body. Steaming poured from Primitus with the sound of many flecks of heat violently striking his crust.

"Your days ended a long time ago, Primitus," Kradus said. "This galaxy belongs to me now." With that, Kradus' many tendrils exploded from his form, a gigantic cluster of tentacles expanding from him. They pounded into Primitus, taking him to the ground. The Archimperator was not seen, for he was hidden under the mass of black, leathery flesh. Kradus' snout drew back in a menacing grin, feeling victorious as he could feel his tentacles squeezing Primitus' body. The heat of his enemy did not seem to bother him. Suddenly, a blast of blood ended the entanglement. Severed tendrils were sent flying in all directions. Kradus let out a screech, falling onto one knee. Primitus then stood, covered in blood and burnt skin. These materials began to evaporate from Primitus' surface, even though it wasn't on fire anymore.

Primitus looked then to the Eldraunnian and Vrentus opponents on the battlefield. "My dear Dominion, is this your ruler?" he asked. "Surely you have a stronger, more powerful elect."

Kradus looked up at him. "When I come back, I'm going to kill you."

Primitus looked back down at him and tilted his head slightly. "I concour," he replied. He then raised his right arm and pointed it at Kradus. Immediately a dart of blue light shot from his shoulder, coursing through his arm, and blasting through Kradus' skull. The Jadel fell dead. Immediately his body began to break into ashes, burning itself up so that it could be of no use to his enemies. Primitus knew that Kradus was not fully dead and the Zraak were probably regenerating his body at that very moment. He knew that it would only be a few hours until Kradus arrived again, likely twice as strong and better resistant to his attacks. This did not give him fear.

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The Eldraunnian Golems that Ehdvarus had summoned, while massive and immensely powerful, were easily dispatched by Praedromus. Their attacks were effortlessly blocked by his shield, their movements slowed by the gravity field he had created, and the dust that composed them blown apart by dark matter attacks. To many others, they would have been devastating opponents, but the Vrentus Supreme was exceptionally powerful. Praedromus saw a defenseless target in Ehdvarus, for the Ascendant was no longer protected by his pawns, and the other Eldraunn was distracted by Asira. Praedromus dashed towards him with speed that instantly clouded his previous position with murky clouds of debris. Conjuring a particularly strong gravity field where Ehdvarus stood, Praedromus leaped towards him, pulling his arm back, the tip of his spear pointed directly at the Eldraunn. He drew close enough to where the spearhead would be effective, and attempted to plunge it downwards.

Before the motion necessary for that action was complete, however, Praedromus noticed that Ehdvarus was covered in blue psionic energy. The Eldraunn moved faster than nearly anything the Supreme had seen before as he deftly grabbed Praedromus under his metallic neck and threw him nearly two hundred yards away, even despite the gravity field. Praedromus was stunned - How could a seemingly weak opponent be so fast, and strong? Before he could make a counterattack, however, and before Asira's attack landed, both Eldraunn disappeared, psionically teleporting away to the Dominion fleet and thus retreating.

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Within the Chamber of Councils, artificial light was now cast down upon pillars of marble spliced with gold; these pillars reached ever upwards to an arched ceiling overlaid with marble. Ornately constructed on the inside to appear fit for Irooscin royalty, this particular chamber would, on the outside, be seen as a near-impenetrable bunker.

Seventy-five councilors were now present within rows of elevated seats lining the walls of the chamber. At the back of the chamber stood a throne crafted of diamond and gold, and upon it sat the Emperor of the Jorro'kil empire, Xonoc. Positioned around the Emperor were his finest soldiers, royal guards. They stood unmoving. 'Like statues', the Emperor thought.

To put an end to the whispers of the councilors and begin the meeting, Xonoc spoke. His words echoed off of the walls, and were heard by all present.

"Now is the time of great need." He said. All eyes were now upon him. As Xonoc looked up and across the chamber, he saw several familiar faces. General Xerin Grei, and diplomatic councilors Vais Treiv and R'jal Mevrin.

"We are faced with the resurrection of the Dominion. We thought it slain when Kradus fell to the hand of my father, but now it seems that he has returned.." Xonoc paused for a moment to reflect on this statement. What would this truly mean to many of the Councilors here? To some of the High Councilors, it meant less, when they were stationed here on Irooscin in safety, but to others, like Xerin Grei, such a revelation would be a great horror. The Dominion's atrocities in wartime were unspeakable, and now to be faced with a return to those times of war? Unthinkable.

"And with Kradus," He continued, "a renewed Dominion. But do not fear the worst yet. The Zealot known to all here as Xej Therus, and the other witnesses accompanying him during his encounter with Kradus on the planet Dranus saw no sign whatsoever of Karthla forces. It seems as though the Zraak compose the bulk of the Dominion's main force. There is, on the other hand, some disturbing activity as seen and recorded by Xej Therus." With a wave of his hand, a holographic projector activated, and the recording of Kradus's horrific mutations mid-battle played above the Emperor's throne for all to see. Many expressions played across the seventy-five councilors' faces. Disgust was prominent.

"Now, we here must decide what to do. Do we go to war, or wait for it to find us? According to a Dranzoot officer known as Lamor Arius, his people have been enslaved, even joined with the Disruption."

And so it was that the High Councilors discussed their choices. Which were the best, and which were the worst. Several hours later, they all stood, rising in agreement.

The Jorro'kil Free Absolute would seek the support of its confederate empires, and with the blessing of Emperor Xonoc, they would go to war.

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Post by Darkel on Sun Jul 19, 2015 9:50 pm

Asira landed from her suspension in the air and gazed at Primitus' awaiting further orders. He waved his long, thin hand at her, and her body began to grow transparent with iridescent like coating her. She then vanished from sight. Meanwhile Primitus walked across the smoldering field towards Praedromus. The Dominion forces had split into two objectives. The Zraak were either retreating or desperately making an attack to avenge their fallen leader, Kradus. Primitus merely stared at the ones that approached. The energy which he sent onto them with a simple gave caused their bodies to evaporate immediately. The Dominion began to pull into full retreat. "The Dominion is in retreat," Primitus said. "The Terminus Pact has claimed this day." Primitus turned his head abruptly as a figure approached. It was large, but not nearly as tall as him.

It was Mortemalo. The pale albino Zraak with white scales and piercing red eyes. He carried with him the long rod which morphed into various weapons. Right now it was as a battle axe. He gave a long stare to the two entities before him. "You filthy mongrels, do you have any idea what you've done?!" he shouted.

Primitus' black eyes narrowed. "I have every idea of what I have done, fool. Turn back to live another day before I incinerate you like your companions," he said. It was this sense of generosity that made Mortemalo weary. Primitus, as far as he could see, was not the merciful type.

"You may have destroyed Kradus' body, but you have not crushed his soul. He will return, you insolent worms!" Mortemalo's voice boomed.

"Fool, souls do not exist. Life is only an ongoing chemical reaction within a body... Something I have overcome. Your ruthless leader be not even the same that you started with. All he is is a piece of flesh with an artificial intelligence controlling him. He is not the true Kradus, and he never will be." Mortemalo, in rage, flung himself forward at Primitus. His axe flung forward until it stopped in midair. Primitus held his hand up, and somehow projected an invisible barrier which kept his axe suspended in the same spot. Mortemalo was forced on his back by another pulse and Primitus, with direction from his arm, flung the axe into the distance. He then held out his arm and made a clutching gesture with his hand. Mortemalo was lifted into the air, his body felt as though being gripped by giant, unseen forces. He was squeezed. Blood began to pour from his mouth when Primitus finally stopped. Mortemalo was still alive, but his body was hurt. It was amazing that it was even possible, given that Mortemalo's bones were practically steel and his scales twice as tough. He began to fear for his life in the presence of the black-eyed demon, Primitus.

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Post by Darkel on Thu Jul 23, 2015 12:54 pm

Cilask

Many Zraak, robed with authoritative suits stood before the glass wall which observed the chamber holding the Resurrector. The chamber was circular and the floor was layered with many mechanical platings, all white in color and delivering chains of light to the central point of the floor. In the center of the room hovered a large platform suspended by a single white needle jetting from the floor. The platform was metal, save for its top face which looked as though a lake of red. It was coated in a plasma-like substance, red light filling the top surface. It resembled a flat dish filled with bright blood. The walls and ceiling were a large dome. The top of the dome was like a mechanical blossom. Many long needle mechanisms rotated in a ring. A compartment of the "blossom" opened, a red ball of light falling and landing upon the bloody platform.

The Zraak behind the glass observed many holographic diagrams flashing before their eyes against the window. Vekoni, the pink-eyed governor was among them. The leading science officer walked over to him. This Zraak was proper and sophisticated in appearance. A tall Zraak wearing a very tight uniform and an armored shoulder-piece that signified his position. However, his left leg was completely robotic and he walked slightly leaned. His clothes were padded with light armory and black cloth. He had a long scar which ran from his chin, down a sliver of his neck, and disappeared under his clothing.

"Vekoni," the officer said. "Kradus has been killed. Did our lord specify which form he had wanted for his next avatar?"

"No, not to me," Vekoni said. "I do not speak with Lord Kradus often. What happened? How did he die?" he asked, amazed. "I thought his new body was designed so that this would not happen!"

"It was, but we have no clue what killed him," the officer said. "We identified it as Loccalian though. Our soldiers out on the planet's surface are referring to it in their reports as an Archimperator. I will have to search Lord Kradus' war archives later for more information about this particular being. But for now we must focus on reawakening him. We prepared a large selection of new body prototypes for his use in an event like this. However, he never specified which one we ought to use next."

"Devauldo, just ask his intelligence," Vekoni said with an expression of exhaustion.

"I was about to," Devauldo said. "Come this way," he said. He approached a large console and passed through many security barriers before a large holographic projection of Kradus appeared in front of them. All the Zraak in the surrounding area came down on one knew, not looking at the projection directly.

"Rise," the projection of Kradus spoke. "Devauldo, you wretched maggot. I've detected that my body has been renounced of life. Why is this?" he said, the projection phasing in and out from the increased volume of his voice. Devauldo looked up at Kradus anxiously as the Jadel went on. "You promised me a body that could conquer any creature, triumph over all technology, and resist nature itself. You said my body would put the Karthla to shame. Tell me now, why has it been destroyed?"

"My lord, I beg your forgiveness. But if you would please understand, this was not nature or technology. This is something we cannot explain," Devauldo said.

Kradus gave a curious, but still angry expression. "Go on," he said, folding his arms. In this holographic projection, he looked as though a normal Jadel, as he was in his original state. No alterations, only his original form. He was slender but strong. Combat ready, but not for such immense fighting as he had now become accustomed to.

"It is calling itself an Archimperator. We assume you've dealt with these beings before, the are of Loccalian origin. The energy is emitted was strong enough to break through your skull and destroy the receptor cord we had placed to relate your body to your intelligences. We crafted your bones out of the strongest metals in Cilask's makeup. It is rather supernatural for that to happen. My lord, we are very capable of restoring you to your life. But we will need you to select a form which you find the most suiting. We already have many prototypes designed, all of which are much stronger and much more capable than your last body."

Kradus nodded and the hologram disappeared. Devauldo approached the window, watching the light inside of the chamber begin to emit a sphere of transparent gold energy. It began to expand and the core of this sphere dimmed. The core then warped into a holographic projection of a strange being, resembling a Jadel. The sphere of gold then grew in opacity and turned dark red, eventually black and hardening until it was solid and metallic in appearance. A volt of red light shot from above into the ball of blackness and surged through it, causing illuminated cracks to form in the shell. White steam began to pour thickly from the cracks, causing arguable clouds to form at the floor of the dish of light. The ball of black then began to elongate, growing thinner. As its surface began to shed, a globe of red light expanded from it. Now a fresh being was suspended in the air. Thousands of tiny sparks of light arose from the dish below and orbited the globe of light. They grew larger, gaining power, then coursed through the globe and striking the figure violently, causing enormous blasts to vibrate the chamber and give thunderous sounds. The figure began to become detailed and the globe shrunk until it had disappeared into the being. As it lowered in the air, energy rose from the dish below and swirled around the being until it was charged with thousands of volts of energy. The being then burst into a huge vortex of black smoke.

Vekoni looked at Devauldo. "What happened?" he asked.

"Wait a moment," Devauldo assured him. "The Arterprax has absorbed that black energy released by the explosion of the body. That energy contains every known detail about the new avatar. It will now be transmitted to us... Come this way," he said. He instructed the team of Zraak to the other side of the hall, towards another window which looked into another, much smaller chamber. This chamber contained an enormous metal sphere composed of huge nonagonal plates. The metallic globe was suspended high in the air and the room around was filled with a red glow from the bright flow of light retreating into the room from the cracks between the plates composing the sphere's surface.

The Zraak moved through a door and into the chamber. From a source in the ceiling a large black beam shot through the top of the huge metal sphere and pierced it, surging it with red energy. A hatch at the bottom of the metal globe began to open. Many triangular pieces of metal descending in the air and steam pouring out of the pit. A ray of bright red light shone down from the opening of the metal ball and cascaded onto the shoulders of a new creature.

This being was Jadel in origin. Like the old avatar, it was large and strong, supernaturally muscular as one would say. Four long horns, signature of the Jadel. A short snout with four thin slit nostrils. Two slit-shaped eyes with black sclera and red oval irises cut with black elliptical pupils. A stern face, far more frightening than before. A long neck layered with needle-like spines seated between two powerful shoulders, both crowned with long spikes. A torso which was rippled with a labyrinth of muscles and limbs of the same fashion. Four fingers, each with claws of enormous length and toes likewise.

This Kradus seemed more proper and less hunchback and animalistic. Last time his body was created for durability and protection. This time, both that as well as destruction and creation. It was less alien from the common Jadel look, styled a bit more like the original life form, only towering much taller and much stronger. The sheer godlike stature of the new body caused several of the science officials to back towards the door and divert their eyes.

Kradus took in a deep breath, a step forward. Steam rolled out of his nostrils at the Zraak below. He lifted his thorny chin up in the air and closed his eyes, feeling relaxed. He then looked back down at them all. They were only almost half his height. "Devauldo, have your men fetch me clothing, won't you now?" he asked. A troop of the Zraak left without command, although Devauldo suspected it was only to escape the situation even momentarily.

"My lord," he began fearfully. "Are you pleased?"

"Why yes," Kradus began as he examined his body. "I am. Tell me Devauldo, what are my possibilities this time?"

"Didn't you examine that when you selected the form?"

"I would never be so foolish," he said. His three tongues flickered from his mouth. "I was merely wondering what lies you'd spit out this time," he said smiling wickedly. "The description gave a detailed analysis to my body's resistance to matter and energy. Would these scales protect against Cynicium?"

"My lord, forgive us, but we still know nothing about Cynicium other than what you've told us. It's properties remain unknown. We cannot build anything that we know is resistant to it. But what we do know is that you should have a much greater chance of standing against Praedromus and Primitus. Your body is designed to combat opponents like them. It still employs cells which mimic the Karthla virus in the aspect of form changing, but it is now much different. We were able to engineer a few alterations and allow you more abilities. For example you can camouflage and almost perfectly now. Your body is also susceptible to bonding with anything it takes in. In other words you become what you eat. If you were to devour a Jorro'kil' you could transform yourself to shift into that creature's identity almost perfectly. Think of it as real life shapeshifting. There were a few classes of Karthla that could do this and we could never perfect it to your original form. Now the ability is yours."

"Good, but these biological attacks will do me no good against enemies who use such powerful technology," Kradus complained.

"Inside your body are an array of organ systems which mimic technology and are capable of emitting energy, manipulating it, et cetera. We also have a strong technological armoring system which will literally bond with your body and give you strong advances in technological warfare. You will not be killed again, my lord."

Kradus began to grin. "Excellent. I believe you are deserving of reward, Devauldo." The other Zraak entered, followed by a hovering table filled with an a huge pile of black cloth. Kradus slipped the simple sheet over his black scaly body. It was makeshift apparel until he was to be fitted in his new armor.

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