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From the War Diaries of Xelik Am'Dussias, former Scientist of the Lukonian Empire, translated from Standard Basic into English by Dr. Geraldine Wilcox, PhD...
Humans. I believe the term and the species attached to it need no introduction. They really weren't much to look at over one-hundred cycles ago, when they achieved FTL travel and carved a modest niche for themselves amongst the galactic community at the time. Nobody paid much attention to them, as they were just another newly discovered sentient race graciously invited to join our ever expanding Federation... we were gravely mistaken.
Humans are bipedal mammalians evolved from apes. They have no claws, distill no venom or poison, their physical strength is middling bordering on average at best, and their lifespans are pitifully short compared to most other races. Given the right conditions, an average human can live over ninety standard Terran years. A handful among them have lived to see their hundredth year (fewer still have lived beyond that), but these are exceptions rather than the norm. Moreover, most humans are hopelessly tired and infirm by the time they reach old age. Several among them suffer from a degenerative disease wherein their brain gradually shrivels up and dies, leaving the patient as a barely recognizable husk of their former self. I believe their medics call it "Alzheimer's"... but I digress.
As I approach the one-thousand and twelfth year of my life, I've come to realize I've been gravely mistaken about a great many things. However, grievous as those mistakes were, none troubles me more than the one I made regarding humans. Now that I think about it, it was only fitting a human would show me the error of my ways, all while not having the foggiest idea of what he'd done.
I was stationed on Terra, the humans' homeworld, some twenty cycles ago. My race, the Ailurans, ever proud of our strength and battle prowess, sought to expand our territories beyond the so-called pittance the Galactic Federation originally allotted us. Therefore, our leaders, in their infinite wisdom, decided to take Terra for themselves.
This wasn't some spur-of-the-moment thing, either. We'd been sending ambassadors, exchange students, and countless others to conduct spywork on our behalf. We infiltrated the highest ranking positions of human leadership, gathered data as we prepared for that glorious day where we would stab them in the back, to borrow a Terran idiom. We took every advantage we could get over our hosts. Not that it was particularly difficult, either. They revealed a little too much about themselves, their species, their blood-soaked history...
Our quarry was basically doing our job for us. So much the better...
The day finally came. As per our strategists' estimations, we sent a fleet of about a hundred-thousand ships to invade Terra. Their weaponry being primitive compared to ours, we envisioned an easy victory, to say the least. Gods above, how quickly we were proven wrong.
The moment our ships entered Terran space, they were disabled by some sort of "magnetic" waves, to quote one of their scientists. In a matter of microseconds, the newest, most powerful warships of the Grand Lukonian Armada were rendered inert, useless, as dead as our revered ancestors.
We next received a transmission from their main outpost. I expected them to use English or any of the numberless languages Terrans speak. My fur stood on end when the speaker, a dark-skinned male, addressed us in crisp Thelousian.
"{Greetings, dear friends. What brings you to our doorstep on such a fine day?}."
I growled out loud. The cheek of that oversized ape! I was about to speak, but the human cut me off.
"{We've known about your little scheme for well over a century. Turns out you cat folk become quite chatty after a coupla drinks. Even so, your so-called spies didn't need much coaxing to participate in our little show-and-tell. Once more good old Nepeta cataria has saved the day. Anyhow, my superiors will soon be meeting with you to discuss your unconditional surrender. Have a nice day}."
End transmission. Too little, too late did we realize: just as we had infiltrated the humans and gathered data on them, the humans had done the same to us. Once they caught wind (another Terran expression) of what we were doing, they said nothing, continuing their preparations in utmost secrecy for well over a hundred Terran years. When the day of truth dawned, they only needed to press a couple of buttons to render our best war machines completely useless. The shame, the ignominy of it all...
We were swiftly and unceremoniously apprehended. I was but a breath away from falling down on my laser-sword when a gargantuan human hand forestalled my own. It was him: the human who had spoken to us. He looked bigger in person... much bigger. I'm tall for my species, yet he was only slightly shorter than me.
I vividly recollect what happened next. Once we were taken to their prison camps, I and mine braced ourselves for what was sure to follow: torture, starvation, forced labor, then execution once we had outlived our usefulness... yet none of that happened. The humans saw to it we were treated as guests, with the utmost kindness and consideration, quite remarkable, all things considered. They freely shared their victuals (not that we could partake of most of them, on account of all that sugar and capsaicin). Overtime, we came to emulate their dress, their customs, even their ways of thinking.
I will never forget as long as I live, just as I will never forget him: Anthony Kwesi Martin; the human who gave me back my life. Being what he called a "man of science," Anthony naturally gravitated towards one of his own, as he referred to me. I barely managed to subdue my outrage: that overgrown ape had the audacity to compare himself, his race, to me, to my own! He then did the unthinkable: he showed me around his workshop. Gods above, what a mess! One could barely walk from Point A to Point B without bumping into something or tripping over something. I stifled a chuckle in time. I'd seen cubs' quarters better organized than this.
Searching around the piles, Anthony produced several among his inventions. One in particular caught my eye.
"What is this strange liquid within that flask?"
"Oh, this? Experimental compound, work in progress. I'll tell you about the technical aspects later on, but suffice it to say it's gonna be a lifesaver."
"A lifesaver?"
"We humans have been terrible stewards for our blue planet, to put it mildly. Some of our ancestors were so thoughtless and greedy, I can only wonder how we managed to not wipe out ourselves and Earth in the process. They created materials from a substance called "plastic," which for all intents and purposes is imperishable, indestructible, even. They began to mass-produce and discard these objects without thought of consequence, so we found ourselves drowning in them in a matter of decades. We reached our breaking point some four centuries ago, when temperatures skyrocketed to such extent, we were literally suffocating within our own atmosphere. Also, some kind of pathogen was wreaking havoc at the time. I can't quite recall its name, but I know it started with C. Anyhow, we managed to clean up most of our mess before we reached the point of no return, but there's still a lot of work to be done. That substance I just showed you is an experimental acid. Once it's complete, it will eat through plastic, metal, wood, and other synthetic materials, dissolve them into their most basic compounds to better dispose of them. This is just a cursory explanation, mind you. I'll fill you in on the details after supper."
Thus it began. Rather than cease hostilities, our leaders declared all-out war against humanity. Billions of casualties and hundreds of thousands of ravaged worlds later, it has come to an end. The once mighty Lukonian Empire is now less than a husk of what it used to be. Not that I care: not really... not anymore. I and several others have long since sworn other allegiances.
I have Anthony to thank for that. I learned more during those seventy-odd years with him than in all the centuries before and since. How he would throw himself into his work! How he would explain the most complicated concepts in the most simple and accurate way possible so that pretty much anyone from a child to a sage could comprehend! The insights he would share, the ideas he would come up with! Even his fellow humans were in awe of him.
Anthony explained the source of this "power" quite succinctly. His brain was "wired" differently from most other humans: his intelligence and mental dexterity were at their peak, yet his ability to comprehend and act upon something called "social cues" was hampered. He called it a funny name... Asparagus Syndrome, if I'm not mistaken...
His body... gods in the twilight. I'll never know how Anthony carried out all that work and still found time to exercise so completely and so thoroughly. It's been centuries, and I can still recall the contours of his form lying in bed, the acrid smell of what humans call "aftershave," which clung to him after bathing.
I'm not ashamed to admit it: I fell in love with a human, a male, to top it off. I turned my back on my people, my gods, my house, my mate, my cubs, my station, my honor, all for the sake of him. Given the chance, I'd gladly do it all over again. You're welcome to pass judgement, condemn me, skewer me with every curse and foul epithet your language can concoct: I'm long past caring.
My dearest Anthony passed on over five-hundred Terran years ago, and I still think about him. To this day I imagine him explaining a concept I have yet to grasp, caressing my fur as we bask in our afterglow, my claws gliding over him as he falls asleep... again, I digress.
Anthony was special. No other human, no other being could imitate him, let alone replace him. He taught me to look beyond what my eyes could see, to open my heart and mind to the unthinkable, the impossible, the mirific. Through my beloved I learned what I esteem to be the most important lesson of my life: it's one thing to know of humans as a race or as groups, yet to know of one human like one knows oneself, that's something else entirely. I knew Anthony at his best, just as I knew him at his worst. After all this time, as my own death approaches and the day of our reunion nears, I still recall one of the first things he said to me:
"My race isn't easy to like, let alone love. There's centuries of history to vouch for that. Even so, expect bewilderment whenever you deal with me and my kind. The things we do and the things we say won't always be right, but they won't always be wrong, either. Hell, they won't even make sense most of the time, but we'll do them, we'll say them anyway. Every moment, every instance is a chance to grow, an opportunity to learn from, to do better, to be better. That has been my experience. I intend to make the most of it."

I’m an ardent supporter of the branch theory. My view of the various denominations (that have apostolic succession) is that each denomination is its own diocese and has distinct regulations. Honestly, the definition I provided (courtesy Wikipedia) is what I include as part of the One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic church. Independent Baptists, most Pentecostals, and various “mega churches” don’t fall under this. What’s your take? Please read the entire article if you want more context
“Charles Daubeny (1745-1827) formulated a branch theory in which the One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic Church included the Anglican, Scandinavian Lutheran, Roman Catholic and Eastern Orthodox Churches;[6] to this the Oriental Orthodox Churches, Moravian Church, Church of the East, and Old Catholic Churches were also added.[1]” (taken from this article https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Branch_theory)

When he started the criminal case against Naason and his co-defendants, I realized a curious fact. People realized who Naason really was, an evil man who abused his power to hurt millions with faith, and specifically the girls and boys of his congregation, and that seemed like a good step towards justice. But even though I saw that, there was something that didn't seem to me, they painted Alondra Ocampo as the biggest villain. They had her as a cruel person who hurt people for pleasure and who also abused her power, but she had no power. The acts he committed were under the orders of Naason, and in his time under the orders of Samuel. In the news she is painted as Naason's main assistant who brought him girls, and the truth is that she was not the main one, she was really just the housekeeper from East Los Angeles, one of the bunch, she was at an even lower level than Susana Oaxaca. Alondra sometimes didn't even address Naason directly; it was her turn to report to someone higher up than her. Alondra did not have the glory or power that people think she had, that makes me laugh, if you really believe that, then let me tell you a name:
Azalia Rangel Garcia
Those of us who grew up and lived in the Hermosa Province saw how Azalia Rangel García turned into the pimp . And make no mistake, it is not Azalia Rangel Meléndez, as some media have reported for information given to them by a person who knows nothing, and only fabricates "facts". The legal name is Azalia Rangel Garcia who was born on August 13, 1978.
Azalia de Torreon grew up, like most of us, in a home indoctrinated by the teachings of the Light of the world. The strange thing was that her mother enrolled her in a Catholic school, according to her, so that she would be familiar with the catechism to be able to "defend" the lldm doctrine. In her adolescence, she experienced the traumatic farewell of her mother, who, as they say, died after choking on a piece of bread while studying for a 9am prayer. Her younger sister, Maria José, was the one who found her. They say her mother was a saint — what would she think of you, Azalia, if she knew everything you've done and what you've become? — As the older sister, she had to mature from that young age, now she was going to have to help take care of her little siblings, but the good thing is that she was not left alone, they were not left alone. At that time, Leonardo Baltazar, who became a godfather for Azalia, was a minister in the Torreon church. Leonardo and Dolores (Lola) , his wife, took care of the children of the Rangel Garcia home, there was great appreciation for them and they practically lived in the pastoral house. It didn't take long for Azalia's home to soon have a mother again, when her father, Javier Rangel, fell in love with María José's elementary school teacher, Ms. Rocio.
This is how Azalia grew up, and she decided to study law, she wanted to be a lawyer, she moved to Mexico City to study and while she was there, she stayed at the house of some brothers and was considered a "missionary" although because of her studying, she did not go frequently to church. Between the time she was studying and when she graduated, she met Naason, whom she began to help with APEM (Association of Professionals and Entrepreneurs of Mexico) plans. She became Naason's main personal assistant and in turn began a romance with him. As the romance became a little more notorious, in order to cover her affair, Azalia had to get married, and she ended up marrying Gadiel Meléndez Arroyo, a "young man" from Mexico City who had gone to study in England at the University of Cambridge (as one of his aunts boasted about). Gadiel already had a reputation not worthy of a believer because it was said that he had a boyfriend back on British soil. Gadiel's family has money, a lot of money. They are owners of bakeries in CDMX, who actually did not become rich because of the bread but because there was a shortage of sugar and luckily they were the only ones who had the product available and with that they made their millions possible. In the end he was the ideal candidate, and in order to cover his frowned upon homosexual tendencies, the marriage agreement with Azalea was reached.
Of course, the marriage between Azalia and Gadiel did not mean that her affair with Naason ended. She continued and she was still Naason's principal assistant. In the northern jurisdiction building, when it was still that ugly orange building, and when the Berea USA facilities were there, nobody, NOBODY came to Naason without first going through Azalia. Sometimes he would lock himself in the office “alone” for hours and tell Azalia not to let anyone in, not even his very own wife Alma. And it also happened that Pastor Naason locked himself in the office with Azalia to…. Well, you know, to "read the holy scriptures" ha.
In December 2014, when Naason ascended to the throne, the first assistant of the Apostle Njg was nothing more and nothing less than Azalia Rangel García. What a scandal because she was married, "how was she going to serve the SOG?" was gossiped about about. But as Naason said "I am the only one in charge here", well he did what a SOG had not done before, he had a married woman as his personal assistant, who alternated months with Naason and for about two weeks returned with her husband from from time to time, to try to "hide” their affair. And yes, then Oyuki, Becky, Susie, Sibia, Azalia's sisters, etc... came in, but none of them could take Azalia's place of power.
And look, before you say "she was a victim too", no, don't come to me with that shit. The others were victims because they were deceived by faith, even Alondra, but not Azalia. Azalia was not like the others, she was and still is Naason's right hand. Naason did not abuse her, she loved him just as he loved her. If there was someone Naason listened to and someone who gave Naason advice, yes, literally gave him advice, it was Azalia. Azalia recruited Naason's closest victims and if there was a girl Azalia didn't like, she had the power to get rid of her, to take away "her blessings". The most filthy and aberrant things that Naason did were with Azalia and with Azalia's help. Naason's darkest secrets are known by Azalia.

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EVERSPACE™	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
Elite: Dangerous	1.1 TF2	$2.25 PP	-
Endzone - A World Apart	0.6 TF2	$1.34 PP	-
Exanima	2.3 TF2	$4.82 PP	-
FTL: Faster Than Light	1.2 TF2	$2.51 PP	-
Fable Anniversary	2.7 TF2	$5.56 PP	-
Fallout 76	1.6 TF2	$3.36 PP	-
Fantasy General II	0.5 TF2	$0.97 PP	-
Farming Simulator 17	0.5 TF2	$1.11 PP	-
Firefighting Simulator - The Squad	4.0 TF2	$8.26 PP	-
First Class Trouble	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
For The King	0.9 TF2	$1.81 PP	-
Forager	1.4 TF2	$2.84 PP	-
Forts	2.7 TF2	$5.54 PP	-
Friday the 13th: The Game	2.3 TF2	$4.89 PP	-
Frostpunk	1.2 TF2	$2.48 PP	-
Full Metal Furies	0.6 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
Furi	0.7 TF2	$1.5 PP	-
GOD EATER 2 Rage Burst	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
GRID - Ultimate	1.0 TF2	$2.04 PP	-
Gamedec	0.4 TF2	$0.77 PP	-
Gang Beasts	2.9 TF2	$6.15 PP	-
Garden Paws	0.8 TF2	$1.77 PP	-
Gas Station Simulator	1.5 TF2	$3.05 PP	-
Gears 5	4.5 TF2	$9.54 PP	-
Gears Tactics	4.2 TF2	$8.86 PP	-
Generation Zero®	1.1 TF2	$2.37 PP	-
Genital Jousting	0.5 TF2	$1.09 PP	-
Goat Simulator	0.4 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
Godlike Burger	1.4 TF2	$2.89 PP	-
Golf With Your Friends	1.1 TF2	$2.38 PP	-
Gordian Quest	1.7 TF2	$3.51 PP	-
Gotham Knights	5.0 TF2	$10.54 PP	-
GreedFall	0.6 TF2	$1.34 PP	-
Grim Dawn	2.2 TF2	$4.61 PP	-
Guacamelee! 2	0.6 TF2	$1.27 PP	-
HITMAN™2 Gold Edition	2.8 TF2	$5.83 PP	-
HIVESWAP: Act 2	2.0 TF2	$4.16 PP	-
HOT WHEELS UNLEASHED™	1.5 TF2	$3.16 PP	-
Hacknet	0.4 TF2	$0.91 PP	-
Haiku, the Robot	1.5 TF2	$3.14 PP	-
Hard Bullet	0.9 TF2	$1.97 PP	-
Hearts of Iron III Collection	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
Hearts of Iron IV: Battle for the Bosporus	1.5 TF2	$3.08 PP	-
Hearts of Iron IV: Cadet Edition	1.6 TF2	$3.36 PP	-
Hearts of Iron IV: Death or Dishonor	0.8 TF2	$1.72 PP	-
Hearts of Iron IV: Waking the Tiger	1.4 TF2	$2.99 PP	-
Heave Ho	0.6 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
Heavy Rain	1.7 TF2	$3.62 PP	-
Hell Let Loose	7.7 TF2	$16.18 PP	-
Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice	0.8 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$1.72 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Heroines: Warriors, Dreamers, and God Slayers
Hello, Neighbor!	0.4 TF2	$0.91 PP	-
Hero's Hour	1.0 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$2.19 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Choice (Mar 2023)
Heroes of Hammerwatch	0.5 TF2	$1.13 PP	-
Hitman Absolution	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
Hitman Blood Money	0.6 TF2	$1.35 PP	-
Hitman Game of the Year Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.53 PP	-
Hollow Knight	2.3 TF2	$4.89 PP	-
Homefront	0.5 TF2	$0.98 PP	-
Homefront: The Revolution	0.9 TF2	$1.78 PP	-
Homeworld: Deserts of Kharak	0.4 TF2	$0.78 PP	-
Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number Digital Special Edition	0.5 TF2	$1.09 PP	-
Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number	0.5 TF2	$1.0 PP	-
Hotline Miami	0.8 TF2	$1.57 PP	-
House Flipper VR	0.9 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
House Flipper	2.5 TF2	$5.23 PP	-
Human: Fall Flat	0.7 TF2	$1.51 PP	-
HuniePop	0.4 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
Huntdown	1.2 TF2	$2.55 PP	-
Hurtworld	2.0 TF2	$4.09 PP	-
Hyper Light Drifter	0.9 TF2	$1.84 PP	-
Hypnospace Outlaw	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
I Am Fish	0.4 TF2	$0.83 PP	-
I Expect You To Die	1.3 TF2	$2.7 PP	-
I-NFECTED	5.9 TF2	$12.38 PP	-
IL-2 Sturmovik™: 1946	0.9 TF2	$1.77 PP	-
INSURGENCY	1.6 TF2	$3.26 PP	-
Imperator: Rome Deluxe Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Imperator: Rome	0.5 TF2	$1.01 PP	-
Injustice 2 Legendary Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.44 PP	-
Injustice 2	0.7 TF2	$1.51 PP	-
Injustice: Gods Among Us - Ultimate Edition	0.6 TF2	$1.24 PP	-
Into the Radius VR	5.1 TF2	$10.76 PP	-
Ion Fury	1.5 TF2	$3.09 PP	-
Iron Harvest	0.9 TF2	$1.83 PP	-
Jalopy	0.5 TF2	$1.06 PP	-
Job Simulator	8.7 TF2	$18.19 PP	-
Jurassic World Evolution 2	1.9 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$3.87 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Choice (Mar 2023)
Jurassic World Evolution	0.4 TF2	$0.93 PP	-
Just Cause 2	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
Just Cause 3 XXL Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Just Cause 4: Complete Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.09 PP	-
KartKraft	3.0 TF2	$6.22 PP	-
Katamari Damacy REROLL	1.1 TF2	$2.23 PP	-
Katana ZERO	1.0 TF2	$2.11 PP	-
Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes	2.5 TF2	$5.29 PP	-
Kerbal Space Program	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Killer Instinct	5.8 TF2	$12.21 PP	-
Killing Floor 2 Digital Deluxe Edition	0.9 TF2	$1.87 PP	-
Killing Floor 2	0.6 TF2	$1.2 PP	-
Killing Floor	0.6 TF2	$1.17 PP	-
Kingdom Come: Deliverance	1.4 TF2	$3.0 PP	-
Kingdom: Two Crowns	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Kingdoms of Amalur: Re-Reckoning	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
King’s Bounty : Ultimate Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.73 PP	-
LEGO Batman 3: Beyond Gotham Premium Edition	0.5 TF2	$1.07 PP	-
LEGO Batman 3: Beyond Gotham	0.4 TF2	$0.82 PP	-
LEGO Batman Trilogy	1.4 TF2	$2.93 PP	-
LEGO Harry Potter: Years 1-4	0.5 TF2	$1.03 PP	-
LEGO Harry Potter: Years 5-7	0.7 TF2	$1.48 PP	-
LEGO Lord of the Rings	0.5 TF2	$0.95 PP	-
LEGO Star Wars III: The Clone Wars	0.5 TF2	$1.01 PP	-
LEGO Star Wars: The Complete Saga	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
LEGO® City Undercover	0.7 TF2	$1.53 PP	-
LEGO® DC Super-Villains Deluxe Edition	1.9 TF2	$3.9 PP	-
LEGO® DC Super-Villains	0.4 TF2	$0.83 PP	-
LEGO® MARVEL's Avengers	0.4 TF2	$0.76 PP	-
LEGO® Marvel Super Heroes 2 Deluxe Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.34 PP	-
LEGO® Marvel Super Heroes 2	0.4 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
LEGO® Ninjago® Movie Video Game	0.3 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
LEGO® Star Wars™: The Force Awakens	0.6 TF2	$1.18 PP	-
LEGO® Worlds	1.7 TF2	$3.6 PP	-
Labyrinth City: Pierre the Maze Detective	0.7 TF2	$1.46 PP	-
Last Oasis	0.5 TF2	$1.12 PP	-
Late Shift	0.5 TF2	$0.97 PP	-
Layers of Fear 2	3.4 TF2	$7.1 PP	-
Layers of Fear	0.5 TF2	$1.11 PP	-
Legion TD 2	0.9 TF2	$1.97 PP	-
Len's Island	3.0 TF2	$6.23 PP	-
Lethal League Blaze	0.9 TF2	$1.91 PP	-
Lethal League	0.7 TF2	$1.54 PP	-
Library Of Ruina	3.0 TF2	$6.36 PP	-
Life is Feudal: Your Own	0.4 TF2	$0.83 PP	-
Little Misfortune	3.3 TF2	$6.89 PP	-
Little Nightmares Complete Edition	1.6 TF2	$3.26 PP	-
Little Nightmares	0.8 TF2	$1.64 PP	-
Lobotomy Corporation Monster Management Simulation	4.9 TF2	$10.21 PP	-
Lords of the Fallen Game of the Year Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.7 PP	-
Lost Ember	1.3 TF2	$2.73 PP	-
Lost Planet™: Extreme Condition	0.9 TF2	$1.81 PP	-
Luck be a Landlord	2.6 TF2	$5.45 PP	-
METAL GEAR SOLID V: THE PHANTOM PAIN	0.7 TF2	$1.55 PP	-
METAL GEAR SOLID V: The Definitive Experience	1.2 TF2	$2.55 PP	-
MORTAL KOMBAT 11	1.6 TF2	$3.44 PP	-
MX vs ATV Reflex	0.4 TF2	$0.8 PP	-
MX vs. ATV Unleashed	0.4 TF2	$0.73 PP	-
Mad Max	1.2 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Mafia II: Definitive Edition	1.3 TF2	$2.62 PP	-
Mafia III: Definitive Edition	2.0 TF2	$4.09 PP	-
Mafia: Definitive Edition	2.2 TF2	$4.54 PP	-
Maneater	0.5 TF2	$1.08 PP	-
Manhunt	1.2 TF2	$2.52 PP	-
Mars Horizon	1.0 TF2	$2.04 PP	-
Marvel vs. Capcom: Infinite - Deluxe Edition	2.8 TF2	$5.79 PP	-
Mass Effect™ Legendary Edition	6.4 TF2	$13.54 PP	-
Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne	0.6 TF2	$1.2 PP	-
Max Payne	0.9 TF2	$1.85 PP	-
MechWarrior 5: Mercenaries	2.3 TF2	$4.84 PP	-
Medal of Honor	2.0 TF2	$4.14 PP	-
Mega Man Legacy Collection	0.6 TF2	$1.25 PP	-
Men of War: Assault Squad 2 - Deluxe Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.21 PP	-
Men of War: Assault Squad 2 War Chest Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Men of War: Assault Squad 2	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Messenger	0.4 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
Metro 2033 Redux	0.6 TF2	$1.31 PP	-
Metro Exodus	1.5 TF2	$3.04 PP	-
Metro Redux Bundle	1.1 TF2	$2.3 PP	-
Metro: Last Light Redux	1.1 TF2	$2.23 PP	-
Middle-earth: Shadow of Mordor Game of the Year Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.65 PP	-
Middle-earth™: Shadow of War™	0.7 TF2	$1.44 PP	-
Middleearth Shadow of War Definitive Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.48 PP	-
Mini Ninjas	0.5 TF2	$0.94 PP	-
Mirror's Edge	2.3 TF2	$4.85 PP	-
Miscreated	1.4 TF2	$2.88 PP	-
Monster Hunter: World	3.3 TF2	$6.96 PP	-
Monster Sanctuary	0.5 TF2	$0.96 PP	-
Monster Train	0.4 TF2	$0.77 PP	-
Moonlighter	0.4 TF2	$0.93 PP	-
Moons of Madness	1.8 TF2	$3.74 PP	-
Mordhau	1.6 TF2	$3.41 PP	-
Mortal Kombat X	0.7 TF2	$1.55 PP	-
Mortal Kombat XL	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Mortal Shell	1.5 TF2	$3.18 PP	-
Motorcycle Mechanic Simulator 2021	0.8 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Motorsport Manager	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Move or Die	1.0 TF2	$2.0 PP	-
Moving Out	0.7 TF2	$1.49 PP	-
Mutant Year Zero: Road to Eden - Deluxe Edition	1.4 TF2	$3.04 PP	-
Mutant Year Zero: Road to Eden	0.9 TF2	$1.93 PP	-
My Friend Pedro	0.6 TF2	$1.27 PP	-
My Time At Portia	0.5 TF2	$0.96 PP	-
NARUTO SHIPPUDEN: Ultimate Ninja STORM 4 Road to Boruto	2.3 TF2	$4.72 PP	-
NASCAR Heat 5 - Ultimate Edition	0.4 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
Naruto Shippuden: Ultimate Ninja Storm 4	1.7 TF2	$3.59 PP	-
Naruto to Boruto Shinobi Striker - Deluxe Edition	1.3 TF2	$2.63 PP	-
Naruto to Boruto Shinobi Striker	0.4 TF2	$0.82 PP	-
Necromunda: Hired Gun	0.7 TF2	$1.56 PP	-
Neon Abyss	0.5 TF2	$0.97 PP	-
Ni no Kuni™ II: Revenant Kingdom - The Prince's Edition	2.6 TF2	$5.33 PP	-
Nine Parchments	1.4 TF2	$3.0 PP	-
No Time to Relax	1.7 TF2	$3.57 PP	-
Northgard	4.1 TF2	$8.55 PP	-
Not For Broadcast	0.5 TF2	$1.01 PP	-
ONE PIECE BURNING BLOOD	0.8 TF2	$1.69 PP	-
ONE PIECE PIRATE WARRIORS 3 Gold Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Offworld Trading Company™	0.7 TF2	$1.44 PP	-
One Step From Eden	0.5 TF2	$0.97 PP	-
Opus Magnum	1.2 TF2	$2.56 PP	-
Orcs Must Die! 3	1.6 TF2	$3.42 PP	-
Outlast 2	0.4 TF2	$0.91 PP	-
Outlast	0.5 TF2	$0.95 PP	-
Outward	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
Overcooked	0.7 TF2	$1.49 PP	-
Overcooked! 2	1.5 TF2	$3.1 PP	-
Overgrowth	0.5 TF2	$1.08 PP	-
Overlord II	0.4 TF2	$0.84 PP	-
PC Building Simulator	0.8 TF2	$1.74 PP	-
Paint the Town Red	2.0 TF2	$4.23 PP	-
Parkitect	4.5 TF2	$9.55 PP	-
Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.11 PP	-
Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous	0.9 TF2	$1.89 PP	-
Pathologic 2	0.7 TF2	$1.46 PP	-
Per Aspera	0.7 TF2	$1.52 PP	-
Phantom Doctrine	0.4 TF2	$0.73 PP	-
Pillars of Eternity Definitive Edition	0.7 TF2	$1.55 PP	-
Pistol Whip	5.8 TF2	$12.21 PP	-
Plague Inc: Evolved	1.6 TF2	$3.27 PP	-
Planescape: Torment: Enhanced Edition	0.4 TF2	$0.79 PP	-
Planet Coaster	1.7 TF2	$3.48 PP	-
Planetary Annihilation: TITANS	4.6 TF2	$9.55 PP	-
Portal Knights	0.8 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid	3.4 TF2	$7.15 PP	-
PowerBeatsVR	0.9 TF2	$1.97 PP	-
PowerSlave Exhumed	1.7 TF2	$3.51 PP	-
Praey for the Gods	0.6 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$1.32 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Heroines: Warriors, Dreamers, and God Slayers
Prehistoric Kingdom	1.4 TF2	$2.9 PP	-
Pro Cycling Manager 2019	1.2 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Project Cars 3	10.7 TF2	$22.11 PP	-
Project Hospital	2.3 TF2	$4.83 PP	-
Project Wingman	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Project Winter	0.9 TF2	$1.97 PP	-
Pumpkin Jack	0.4 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
Quantum Break	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
RESIDENT EVIL 3	2.1 TF2	$4.41 PP	-
RUGBY 20	1.2 TF2	$2.55 PP	-
RUINER	0.4 TF2	$0.84 PP	-
RWBY: Grimm Eclipse	3.1 TF2	$6.56 PP	-
Ragnaröck	3.2 TF2	$6.8 PP	-
Rain World	1.2 TF2	$2.57 PP	-
Raw Data	1.0 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Re:Legend	1.0 TF2	$2.12 PP	-
Red Faction Guerrilla Re-Mars-tered	0.5 TF2	$0.95 PP	-
Red Matter	4.2 TF2	$8.83 PP	-
Resident Evil / biohazard HD REMASTER	0.9 TF2	$1.86 PP	-
Resident Evil 0 / biohazard 0 HD Remaster	0.6 TF2	$1.3 PP	-
Resident Evil 5 GOLD Edition	1.4 TF2	$2.83 PP	-
Resident Evil 5	0.9 TF2	$1.92 PP	-
Resident Evil 6	1.3 TF2	$2.82 PP	-
Resident Evil: Revelations 2 Deluxe Edition	2.0 TF2	$4.23 PP	-
Resident Evil: Revelations	0.5 TF2	$1.02 PP	-
Retro Machina	0.5 TF2	$1.01 PP	-
Risen 2 Dark Waters	0.4 TF2	$0.88 PP	-
Rising Storm 2: Vietnam	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
River City Girls	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
Rogue Heroes: Ruins of Tasos	0.5 TF2	$1.1 PP	-
RollerCoaster Tycoon Deluxe	1.0 TF2	$2.1 PP	-
Rollercoaster Tycoon 2: Triple Thrill Pack	1.2 TF2	$2.51 PP	-
Rubber Bandits	0.7 TF2	$1.5 PP	-
Running with Rifles	1.9 TF2	$3.86 PP	-
Ryse: Son of Rome	1.7 TF2	$3.49 PP	-
SCUM	2.7 TF2	$5.72 PP	-
SHENZHEN I/O	0.5 TF2	$0.97 PP	-
SOMA	2.0 TF2	$4.19 PP	-
SONG OF HORROR Complete Edition	0.5 TF2	$0.98 PP	-
STAR WARS® THE FORCE UNLEASHED II	0.8 TF2	$1.7 PP	-
STAR WARS™: Squadrons	2.0 TF2	$4.17 PP	-
SUPERHOT VR	2.1 TF2	$4.49 PP	-
SUPERHOT	0.8 TF2	$1.57 PP	-
SUPERHOT: MIND CONTROL DELETE	0.4 TF2	$0.87 PP	-
Sable	0.5 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$1.04 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Heroines: Warriors, Dreamers, and God Slayers
Saint's Row The Third Remastered	2.2 TF2	$4.48 PP	-
Saints Row 2	0.6 TF2	$1.23 PP	-
Saints Row IV	0.9 TF2	$1.82 PP	-
Saints Row: The Third	0.6 TF2	$1.29 PP	-
Sanctum 2	0.5 TF2	$1.08 PP	-
Satisfactory	6.1 TF2	$12.71 PP	-
Scarlet Nexus	2.8 TF2	$5.84 PP	-
Secret Neighbor	0.5 TF2	$1.14 PP	-
Serious Sam 2	0.7 TF2	$1.53 PP	-
Serious Sam 4	2.6 TF2	$5.47 PP	-
Serious Sam: Siberian Mayhem	2.2 TF2	$4.5 PP	-
Severed Steel	1.2 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Shadow Man Remastered	0.9 TF2	$1.98 PP	-
Shadow Warrior 2	0.8 TF2	$1.73 PP	-
Shadow of the Tomb Raider	3.3 TF2	$6.78 PP	-
Shantae and the Pirate's Curse	0.6 TF2	$1.18 PP	-
Shenmue 3	0.7 TF2	$1.43 PP	-
Shenmue I & II	0.7 TF2	$1.43 PP	-
Shining Resonance Refrain	0.5 TF2	$0.94 PP	-
Sid Meier's Civilization VI : Platinum Edition	2.8 TF2	$5.87 PP	-
Sid Meier's Civilization VI	0.9 TF2	$1.84 PP	-
Sid Meier's Civilization® V: The Complete Edition	2.0 TF2	$4.15 PP	-
Sid Meiers Civilization IV: The Complete Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.74 PP	-
Siege of Centauri	0.5 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
SimCasino	0.6 TF2	$1.35 PP	-
Skullgirls 2nd Encore	0.9 TF2	$1.97 PP	-
Slap City	1.1 TF2	$2.25 PP	-
Slay the Spire	2.7 TF2	$5.56 PP	-
Sleeping Dogs: Definitive Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.57 PP	-
Slime Rancher	1.6 TF2	$3.3 PP	-
Sniper Elite 3	0.5 TF2	$1.14 PP	-
Sniper Elite 4	1.3 TF2	$2.67 PP	-
Sniper Elite V2 Remastered	0.8 TF2	$1.72 PP	-
Sniper Elite V2	0.5 TF2	$0.94 PP	-
Sniper Ghost Warrior 3	0.7 TF2	$1.37 PP	-
Sniper Ghost Warrior Contracts	0.5 TF2	$1.11 PP	-
Sonic Adventure DX	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
Sonic Adventure™ 2	0.6 TF2	$1.16 PP	-
Sonic Lost World	1.7 TF2	$3.44 PP	-
Sonic Mania	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Sorcery! Parts 1 & 2	0.6 TF2	$1.27 PP	-
Source of Madness	0.5 TF2	$1.13 PP	-
Space Engineers	2.2 TF2	$4.56 PP	-
Space Haven	0.6 TF2	$1.33 PP	-
Spec Ops: The Line	0.8 TF2	$1.65 PP	-
SpeedRunners	0.7 TF2	$1.38 PP	-
Spelunky	0.7 TF2	$1.5 PP	-
Spirit Of The Island	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
Splendor	0.6 TF2	$1.34 PP	-
SpongeBob SquarePants: Battle for Bikini Bottom - Rehydrated	1.2 TF2	$2.6 PP	-
Spyro™ Reignited Trilogy	3.6 TF2	$7.48 PP	-
Star Renegades	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
Star Trek: Bridge Crew	3.6 TF2	$7.49 PP	-
Star Wars Republic Commando™	0.4 TF2	$0.75 PP	-
Star Wars® Empire at War™: Gold Pack	1.0 TF2	$2.07 PP	-
Starbound	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Starpoint Gemini Warlords	1.6 TF2	$3.44 PP	-
State of Decay 2: Juggernaut Edition	2.9 TF2	$6.08 PP	-
Staxel	0.6 TF2	$1.18 PP	-
SteamWorld Quest: Hand of Gilgamech	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Steel Division: Normandy 44	0.7 TF2	$1.38 PP	-
Stellaris Galaxy Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Stellaris: Lithoids Species Pack	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Stick Fight: The Game	0.4 TF2	$0.75 PP	-
Strategic Command WWII: World at War	2.0 TF2	$4.21 PP	-
Street Fighter 30th Anniversary Collection	2.3 TF2	$4.82 PP	-
Street Fighter V	0.7 TF2	$1.44 PP	-
Streets of Rogue	1.2 TF2	$2.44 PP	-
Stronghold 2: Steam Edition	0.9 TF2	$1.95 PP	-
Stronghold Crusader 2	0.7 TF2	$1.43 PP	-
Styx: Shards Of Darkness	0.6 TF2	$1.29 PP	-
Subnautica	4.1 TF2	$8.55 PP	-
Summer in Mara	0.4 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
Sunless Skies	0.6 TF2	$1.36 PP	-
Sunset Overdrive	1.3 TF2	$2.67 PP	-
Super Meat Boy	0.3 TF2	$0.72 PP	-
Superliminal	2.0 TF2	$4.11 PP	-
Supraland Six Inches Under	1.6 TF2	$3.34 PP	-
Supreme Commander 2	0.9 TF2	$1.93 PP	-
Surgeon Simulator: Experience Reality	0.9 TF2	$1.82 PP	-
Survive the Nights	0.8 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Surviving the Aftermath	0.5 TF2	$0.95 PP	-
Sword Art Online Fatal Bullet - Complete Edition	5.2 TF2	$10.86 PP	-
Sword Art Online Hollow Realization Deluxe Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Syberia: The World Before	0.9 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$1.84 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Heroines: Warriors, Dreamers, and God Slayers
Synth Riders	3.3 TF2	$6.89 PP	-
TEKKEN 7	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
TT Isle of Man Ride on the Edge 2	1.7 TF2	$3.56 PP	-
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[Anti-Christ heroin man]
They hung (Grey 5) a sign (Grey 5) up (White 4) in our town (White 4)
"If you live (White 4) it up (White 4), you won't live (Grey 5) it down (Grey 5)"
So she left (White 4) Monte Rio (White 4), son (White 4)
Just like (White 4) a bullet (Grey 5) leaves a gun (Grey 5)
With her charcoal eyes (White 4) and Monroe hips (Blue 2)
She went (White 4) and took (Grey 5) that California (Red 1) trip (Blue 2)
Oh (Red 1), the moon (Blue 2) was gold (Grey 5),
her hair (Grey 5) like wind (Blue 2)
Said, "don't (Blue 2) look back (White 4),
just come on (White 4), Jim (Blue 2)"
​
[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Oh (Red 1), you got to (White 4)
hold on (Grey 5), hold on (Grey 5)
You gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
Take my hand (Grey 5),
I'm standing (Red 1) right here (White 4),
you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
​
[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Well (Blue 2), he gave her (Red 1) a dimestore watch (Grey 5)
And a ring (Grey 5) made (White 4) from a spoon (Grey 5)
Everyone's (Red 1) looking (Blue 2)
for someone (White 4) to blame (Blue 2)
When you share (White 4) my bed (Blue 2),
you share (White 4) my name (Red 1)
Well (Blue 2), go ahead (White 4)
and call (White 4) the cops (Red 1)
You don't meet (White 4) nice girls (Red 1) in coffee shops (White 4)
She said, "baby (White 4), I still love you (Blue 2)"
Sometimes (White 4) there's nothin'(Grey 5) left to do (White 4)
​
[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Oh (Red 1), but you got to (White 4)
hold on (Grey 5), hold on (Grey 5)
Babe (Blue 2), you gotta (White 4)
hold on (Grey 5) and take my hand (Grey 5)
I'm standing (Red 1) right here (White 4),
you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
​
[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Well (Blue 2),
God bless (White 4) your (White 4)
crooked little heart (Grey 5)
St. Louis (Red 1) got (Blue 2) the best of me (White 4)
I miss (Blue 2) your (White 4) broken China voice (White 4)
How I wish (Blue 2) you were (White 4) still here (Blue 2) with me (White 4)
Oh (Red 1), you build it up (White 4), you wreck it down (Grey 5)
Then you burn (Grey 5) your mansion (White 4) to the ground (Grey 5)
Oh (Red 1), there's nothing left (Grey 5) to keep (Grey 5) you here (White 4)
But when you're falling behind (White 4)
in this big blue world (Blue 2)
​
[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Oh (Red 1), you've got to (White 4)
hold on (Grey 5), hold on (Grey 5)
Babe (Blue 2), you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
Take my hand (Grey 5),
I'm standing (Red 1) right here (White 4),
you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
​
[Anti-Christ heroin man]
Down by (Grey 5) the Riverside motel (White 4)
It's ten below (White 4) and falling (Grey 5)
By a ninety-nine cent store (White 4)
She closed her eyes (Grey 5) and started swaying (White 4)
But it's so hard (White 4) to dance (Blue 2) that way (White 4)
When it's cold (White 4) and there's no music (Grey 5)
Oh (Red 1), your old hometown's (Grey 5) so far away (White 4)
But inside your head (White 4) there's a record (Grey 5) that's playing (White 4)
​
[Anti-Christ heroin man]
A song (Blue 2) called (White 4) "Hold On" (Grey 5), hold on (Grey 5)
Babe (Blue 2), you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
Take my hand (Grey 5), I'm standing (Red 1) right there (White 4),
you gotta (White 4) hold on (Grey 5)
---------
Cocaine Rock Heroin Roll cycle
Kingdom of Light = forever, always = all cocaine, History = His Story
9PM-12AM only cocaine during cocaine high
9PM Christ cocaine born (Christmas)(cocaine shot right arm)
10PM Father God cocaine (cocaine shot left arm)
11PM Holy Ghost cocaine (cocaine shot both arms)
​
12AM Anti-Christ wakes inside Christ cocaine when Christ cocaine shoots heroin
​
Rocking = Christ cocaine dominant, cocaine addiction
(12AM-3AM zigzag heroin during cocaine high)
(zigzag between Red 1 and Blue 2)
shoot (heroin) to thrill (cocaine)
sometimes, something = some heroin
American Pie
​
1AM Red = some heroin mostly cocaine (black dot white bar)
I (Christ cocaine)
the sun, the son,
hope, happy, light, easy, smile, live,
name,
help, give,
here, now, do
body, head, eye, see,
think, thought, logic,
free, loose
young, girl, pink, sweet, sugar, lips,
nice girl,
mountain, sea, C,
queen,
everyone,
everything,
all, whole,
the way,
cops, law,
knows, nose, teach,
believe,
spring,
stop, walk, stand,
mile,
story, speak, write, words, letters,
paper, sheets, sail, urban, west,
reason, why, want, how, knowledge,
diamonds, business, work, make, build,
city,
buy, rich, strong, right, million, style,
one eye open, black hole sun, spick, wake up,
pinky (1), index finger (1 or 4), horns sign thumb out (1,4&5), shaka sign (1&5), A,
love, sex,
rock, stone,
Sunday,
2AM Blue = more heroin mostly cocaine (white bar black outline)
I (Anti-Christ heroin)
the moon, blue moon,
everywhere, still here,
babe,
don't,
million,
colors, rainbow, bright,
look,
break,
air, sky,
bawler, bawl, endless day,
ocean, sea, rain, cry,
summer,
morning,
more,
breeze, wind,
east,
run, dance, lie down, action,
road, church, earth, bed, world,
what, anything,
song,
king, fool, 17, illegal, boy,
change, sell, take, took, got,
poor, weak, soul, mind, pay
sad, frown,
go, speed, play, vacation, holiday, move, trip,
bruised, part,
face, hips,
trouble,
first one, blue ribbon,
superstition, wild,
dare, risk, reckless,
heard, no words, numbers, hearts,
fake, matter, use, try,
feel, hopeless, sad, heavy thoughts,
wrong, fine, well, wish,
trauma, bleeding, hard, challenge,
the blues,
hum, say, chorus,
B, 2, 5, thumb,
material,
smell, rape, lust, love drunk,
something's wrong, better way,
blame,
Saturday,
3AM Mercy hour
lavender, purple, violet
Anti-Christ heroin kills Christ cocaine, mostly cocaine syringe becomes mostly heroin syringe
(stop the clocks)
(3 = middle finger = Anti-Christ heroin fucks over Christ cocaine)
(Ouroboros = Dragon heroin addiction consumes body of Christ cocaine addiction)
(the day the music died)
​
Rolling = Anti-Christ heroin dominant, heroin addiction
3AM-6AM zigzag cocaine during heroin high
(zigzag between White 4 and Grey 5)
play (cocaine) to kill (heroin)
somewhere, somehow = some cocaine
​
4AM White = some cocaine mostly heroin (white dot black bar)
Anti-Christ heroin woman
my son, baby,
you, your, yourself,
wherever, somewhere, lost,
sometimes,
share, meet, meat, apple,
Sisyphus, wife, mother, sister, mama,
wine,
tonight,
right here, right now,
go ahead, permission,
fall, north, winter, leaves, forest,
snow,
let go, come on,
watch,
train station, town, coffee shop, diner,
house, mansion,
frontline, free from sin,
shine, reflected, star light, first star, lucky star
alright, tucked in,
wild courage, brave,
crazy, wonder,
preach, pray, prey, bunting, bounty,
student,
fly away,
dove, little bird, cat,
smoke, sweat, tear, speck, pool, bone, ball, pillow, skeleton, grain of sand, tattered clouds,
unique, apart, only, just, so,
uptown, highlands,
empty,
pay, shudder,
broken glass, dish,
orphan, little one, bastard, rock star, hitchhiker,
whistle, sing, ringing, noise, blow,
photograph, TV,
chosen one, one in a million, times like these, waiting on a miracle, new dimension, always free, up,
jump, bounce, around, all over,
amazing, much more,
bring back,
sleep, pray, forget, bless,
message, answer, call, SOS,
meaning of things, pretend,
symbol, clubs, agriculture,
good luck, careful,
blind,
wedding,
should, would, will, won't,
wanna, gonna, gonna make, tryna find,
​
5AM Grey = more heroin (black bar white outline)
Anti-Christ heroin man
Blackjack, (the ace of spades),(shot caller), liar, yeah, um, no,
me, my, mine,
them, they,
the man,
papa, father, husband, brother, keeper, guide, finder,
ourselves, us,
alone, lonely,
it, thing, object,
telephone, radio, clock,
gun, cannonball, pistol, bullet, shotgun, rounds,
bottle, cup of coffee,
shadow, time,
closed eyes,
shame,
south, desert,
last night,
nothing, nowhere, nobody, disappeared,
buried, underground, deep down, hole, low, south,
grave, closet, trunk, coffin,
trunk, tree,
yellow, golden, hazel, brown, glow, faded,
broken, old
feeling, need, hunger, itch,
peace, hush, silence, die, dream,
pain, fear, misery,
crooked, little,
restless, sleepless,
warm within, inside,
burn, fire,
lucky, insane, mad, madness,
turn, side,
habit,
mouth, heart,
truck, train, horse, wheel, mule, horn,
drink, pull,
hair,
iron, rusty nail, spoon,
never go,
wreck, destroy,
fight, hunt, chase, hit, crash, catch, kill, force, bite, take, race, military, brawler, war,
pressure, gravity, squeeze, tight,
hand, hold, grip, hung, hang,
hunter's pouch,
home, roof, shelter, hometown,
nature, sand, dirt, mud,
country, downtown, southern,
remember, found,
game, symbols, star, V, 5, spades, 21, ?, bell, (hell's bells), bad sign, horns sign thumb in (1&4), thumb, number, no name,
6AM Black = (Black bar) all heroin
Devil, Dragula, Sandman, yeah-yeah, mother nature
Devil heroin castle, (The Wall), hell, never never land,
green, black,
grass,
sunrise, afterglow,
softly clears
jealousy, greed,
---------
More Metaphors:
cocaine: Dutch, hills, 9, highlands, new, truth, hard, touch, silver, ...
heroin: slip, strangle, slam, smack, dig, ditch, velvet, sunshine, Italian, poison, 8, rural, dark, luck, gone, watch, strange, stranger, spread, nobody, nothing, bad, lies, ...

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Chapter 9
Tess Hammond sat back in her chair, staring at Quin while he turned over the news she had dropped on him.
“You are getting married?” Quin asked, quite taken aback.
“Thanks for the summary, Quin,” Tess laughed, not surprised that after recounting the past three weeks to her brother that his response would be one of incredulity. “Yeah, Chris asked me to marry him, and I’m thinking about saying yes. I’m still turning it over in my head.”
“What did you tell him when he asked?”
“I told him I needed to think, and I wanted to talk to you too. I know that it wasn’t the enthusiastic answer he was looking for, but he also knows me, and knows that it was exactly the response to be expected. I don’t think he is too hurt about it, because he knows that I do want it. So what do you think?”
“I mean, it’s your decision Tess,” Quin said tenuously. He was staring at his empty plate. His mind was racing, though, gaming out the implications, wondering what would happen to him. Selfish, he thought, absolutely selfish.
“Quin, I can tell you are worried. You can’t hide that from me. We’ve known each other for too long. I can read you like a book,” Tess said, reaching across the table and laying her hand on his.
Quin looked up and met her gaze. She was smiling a bit. He could see on her face the happiness that she had been carrying for weeks, masked by concern for him. She was always so strong, always carrying the weight for both of them. “Tess, everything I’m worried about is mine. I’m happy that Chris and you are going to be together. It’s just, is it horrible of me that the first thought I had was what is going to happen to me?”
Tess laughed a little, “Quin, I know you know that this changes a lot of things. But really, it doesn’t, not for us. I’m not leaving you, and you have a place here now. Sure, when I first enlisted, I brought you here with me as a dependent, but you have a job and a home here now, and Chris is just becoming part of our family. You gain a brother, you don’t lose a sister.” She ducked her head down a little to grab his gaze again, as he had gone back to staring at his plate.
“I wish I had your courage Tess. You always seem so sure. Man, I’m so selfish.”
“Quin, I think you are looking at courage the wrong way. Courage is facing the uncertain despite your fears. You have courage, because I’m sure that the Quin who has been my brother for 26 years will dive into this just like I will. You are a deeply sensitive person, and I know you can tell that this frightens me too a little. But we are stronger in that we are facing this together.”
Quin looked up, and quickly reached up to rub his right eye, which had started to well up. He smiled and stared back at her. “Sorry,” he said, sniffing once.
“Don’t apologize for feeling, Quin,” she softly scolded. “You grew up around me, you should know better than any other man that strength comes from knowing yourself. You are allowed to feel more than one thing at a time. So, this is a happy new beginning, sad that it’s the close of another chapter, nerve-racking that we don’t know what will happen, and exciting that it is a new adventure.”
“Geez, Tess, can you seriously not read my thoughts?” he asked, starting to laugh a little.
She smiled, a little relieved that he was starting to lighten up. “Duh, Quinny, you’re my little brother. I live up in that head of yours. You should start charging rent, I’m up there so often,” she said, leaning forward and tapping his forehead.
“So, when’s the ceremony?” he asked.
“Oh? Does this mean I have your approval?”
Quin sat back and upright, crossing his arms and trying to channel his father as best he could. “Well, Tessie, this is a big decision. But if you have thought about it, you have to trust your own judgment and go for it.”
“Wow, you have no idea how much like him you are,” she said, shaking her head.
“Really? I’m jealous that you got to spend so much time with them. I guess that’s what you get for being six years older. It’s like you have this entire life before I even knew you three.”
“I know, I feel bad, and a little selfish myself, that I had this relationship with them and all you get is second-hand contact through my stories. I’ve tried my best to be both of them for you.”
“Tess, you have been the most amazing sister to me. Don’t forget that. I couldn’t even imagine becoming responsible like that at fourteen. I don’t think I could have done it.”
She shook her head, “Yes you could have. I had mom and dad as models. I just did what I thought they would do. It seems to have worked out. We got on the station, we both have jobs. I think mom and dad would be proud of us, and I’m sure that if our roles got reversed, you would have taken care of eight-year-old me.”
“I didn’t make it easy on you, though,” said Quin, smirking.
“You weren’t nearly as bad as you think you were. You’ve built up this impression that you were some troubled kid, but really, you were just really into computers and movies. Anytime that I told you to do something and meant it, you always listened.”
“That’s because you remind me of both of them when you get serious.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment, though I really wish your memories of them were a little less disciplinarian and a little happier.”
“What can you expect? They died when I was eight. I was in my prime troublemaking years. So much wasted potential,” he sighed mockingly, shaking his head.
“Yeah, a lot changed that night. Both of us became a lot more serious. I’ll have you know that I was a very typical teenager before then.”
“Tess, there has never been anything typical about you, that’s why I trust you completely, that’s why Chris is marrying you, heck, that’s why you are one of the youngest officers out of the academy.”
Now it was Tess who started to blush, her eyes darting down. “Quin, you know you can be really, unintentionally sweet sometimes.”
“Yeah,” he said, smiling.
“And yet, we still can’t find you a girlfriend. You really didn’t like Kaylie? What was wrong with her?” Tess asked, shifting gears.
“Come on, Tess,” Quin said, rolling his eyes.
“I’m kind of serious, Quin, she’s nice.”
“Yeah, she was nice, I just wasn’t into her, is all. I didn’t feel anything.”
“Fair enough. You did try though? Be honest.”
“Yes, I tried, and no, I didn’t like her. She was too...meek for me.”
“Meek? What do you mean meek?”
“Tess, I grew up with you, and you certainly are self-aware, so what type of girl do you think I’d like? Someone who is quiet and proper, or someone who, like you, is outspoken and confident. You are kind of a hard role model to live up to. Plus, it’s a quality I admire because I don’t have it.”
“For real, Quin. Do you try to compliment people, or are you so naturally clueless that it kind of just falls out of your mouth?” asked Tess, now in full blush. “Well, as long as you are actually looking for a girlfriend, and not a mom…”
They both laughed at each other, and fell quiet, letting the silence take over. Quin was busy turning over this life-changing event; Tess, equally lost in thought, was reflecting on Quin’s words and what she was going to say to Chris when they next saw each other. After a few minutes, with people bustling by on their way in to work, and the giant frost and fog covered Huangshan Mountains of eastern China slowly revolving in the distance, the siblings found comfort in the chaos. Quin and Tess had always found themselves lost in the swirl of activity: the night their parents died, the migration to the station, the hustle of Tess enlisting. They learned to find comfort in being together amid the crowd of onlookers, counselors, and far-distant relatives. For sixteen years, they had survived on their own, Tess made sure of that. And when the promise of a Nations of Earth military career, with provisions for dependents, presented itself to Tess, she didn’t have to think twice about enlisting. Thus began this journey, right after Quin’s twelfth birthday, through basic training, cadet and then officer school, and finally, the surface-to-space transition program. Through it all, Tess made sure Quin was cared for; there was a common understanding between them that this would always be the case. The government made it easy, as they had acquired a high-aptitude candidate in exchange for just another student attending their schools and their care programs. Easy trade off.
Chapter 10
“Well, let’s try communicating with it,” said Marcos, one of the other system administrators. The brain trust of system admins standing behind Steve were all fixed on the monitor, with its solitary blinking cursor flashing below the system log, its bright light illuminating the whole of the computing work capsule.
Steve yanked the keyboard towards him, placed his hands over the keyboard, hovered for a second, thinking, and then began typing.
syslogAdmin:StevenInoue 2:58am Hello, this is system administrator Steve Inoue, in the Third Module server of the Earth Space Station. To whom am I speaking?
The cursor froze solid for a moment, indicating the system was processing. Then, suddenly, a full block of text appeared.
syslogUser:QuintonHammond 2:58am Based on the records found within program files located on User:QuintonHammond’s workstation, you are speaking to an autonomous interface. I have only recently begun referring to myself in the first person, though my system files indicate my ability to do so at will. Admin:StevenInoue, is User:QuintonHammond available for communication? I am confused as there is a set of system files that sit behind a station firewall, and I speculate that further explanation to my function parameters resides in this body of information. System protocol dictates certain permissions must be held, and while overriding such permissions would not be difficult based on my operating parameters, I prefer to adhere to protocol. In the meantime, I isolated this server in the hopes that you, the sysadmin, would be able to handle the permissions.
Once Steve and his colleagues finished reading through the text, they all froze. It was clear that either Quin had created a joke program to toy with Steve, or they were dealing with something much more sophisticated, and perhaps sinister, than it initially seemed. Steve turned around to face Marcos, who looked to be having a telepathic conversation with their other colleague, Walker. But, when they broke eye contact and both turned to Steve, they appeared as dumbfounded as he was.
Steve turned back to blink at the screen and wondered how to proceed. How did it know about the firewall setup, and more importantly, how to override it? And what was it really trying to get at by isolating the server. His thoughts were racing, trying to piece together both the source and the target of whatever this was, malicious or not. Then, the cursor froze again, this time for longer than before, before another block of text jumped up.
syslogUser:QuintonHammond 3:00am Admin:StevenInoue? Pardon me, but I would also like to file an inquiry, a…request for accommodation: if there was an option to adjust the interface to allow for ease of communication. While it is acceptable to communicate in this fashion, through log filings, it would certainly speed your investigation along if we were able to communicate directly. I would also speculate that User:QuintonHammond does not appreciate my usurping his account. You will find that the lack of path dependency in my programming makes for seamless back-and-forth interaction.
Again, the three system administrators were shocked.
“So, call Quin?” Marcos said, indicating toward Steve’s tablet.
“Right,” Steve said, “we need to get him in here to explain all this.”
“We’ve had interfaces for centuries now, fully interactable ones even, but this is something else…something conscious. It seems self-aware even,” Walker said, flabbergasted.
Steve tried again to raise Quin on his tablet, but he didn’t get a response. He turned back to the screen, put his hands on the keyboard, and paused for a minute, before beginning to type.
syslogAdmin:StevenInoue 3:03am Program, remain in quarantine until we can bring Quin in to address these issues. You are not to access any other files until system administrators give you permissions.
Again the cursor froze, before another block of text appeared.
syslogUser:QuintonHammond 3:03am Understood. Though, I must say allowing me to access user files may speed things along. I will put the system in hibernation until User:QuintonHammond signs in.
Steve jolted, and started to type, “No, hibernate under StevenInoue…” but the screen went blank, and then a sign in screen appeared, with the username and password flashing empty.
“Shoot,” Marcos said.

•1•
Wings worked against wind, as the squad continued their aerial sprint.
In spite of their best efforts, they couldn't close the distance soon enough. They were still much too far from the city to gain any new insight into the attack--too far away to do anything, too far away to even know much of anything.
High Knight Von and Sergeant One-Wing led their respective squads onward, roaring through the air over the high grasses. Locust Spire was just on the edge of the horizon now. Within view, but still out of reach. Already, Von could feel that something was very wrong in the great Jikkellian settlement. Nagging dread in the pit of her gut gnawed at her as she drove forward. For a while, the wind carried with it the smell of smoke and ash. However, now those scents had dissipated, almost as if the wind had suddenly changed directions. The orange-red glow of flame had settled over the city like a corona, when the grand Spire of jade jutting up from the city's skyline first became visible. Now, the glow had softened to the point it may have no longer have been there at all.
And the Spire itself--the city's namesake, and jewel of Jikkellia--did not seem quite right. Von couldn't quite say why, but it seemed somehow... different; wrong; changed in some way.
What was going on? Was this what Lord Vellnoth was trying to tell them?
Come to think of it... what HAD Lord Vellnoth told them? Aside from ordering them to release the Amphibian and the suspected terrorist, there really hadn't been much information relayed, had there?
Von found it strange. She could hardly recall what the Gardener In Green had said, at all. She would've assumed something as life altering as speaking directly to the God of all Jikk would have left a greater impression on her. She'd assumed it would have inspired her mind, rekindled her soul. As it was, the event had hardly done more than leave her confused, feeling like a lost hatchling who'd just been introduced to something they didn't understand; some concept or experience they needed an adult to explain.
Her mind quickly turned from looking inward, to gazing out at the grasses stretched before her. Just ahead. There was movement.
Von glanced over to her right at One-Wing, but the frown on his face told her he'd already noticed the same thing she had.
High Knight Von drew her sword. Like clockwork, every Knight and Spire Watch behind her followed suit, drawing their own weapons. One-Wing was the last to unsheath his blade. He'd only just readied it when the sound and heatwave of an explosion broke out behind them.
The entire rear flank was taken out in a single strike. The remains of those soldiers caught in the blast were sent hurtling to the ground like small blackened meteorites.
"Post-Six!" Von called out.
The soldiers followed their orders--and their training--falling into a new, defensive position. Or, at least, they began to take up the Post-Six formation. They were interrupted partway through by a second explosion.
Where the fuck were the blasts coming from?
More body parts and scorched remains rained down to the landscape below.
"Ground!" One-Wing bellowed.
What was left of their rapidly thinning squad dropped altitude, coming down for a quick landing.
Von frantically scanned the surrounding grasses as she came to a landing with the others. She saw no one. There was no cover, and it was midday. There wasn't anywhere to hide, yet she still didn't see a single soul.
"No one move," said a commanding voice behind her.
Every head swiveled around, to face the assailant.
Von saw one, then three, then six seperate figures appear behind the soldiers. From the corners of her vision, more appeared. She could hear others, by the sound of their bootfalls and the clanking of their armor.
High Knight Von and her entire squad were completely surrounded.
The figures were Nerthran; mothmen of the Jagged Fields Kingdom. A lot of them. Von counted at least fifty, if not more. Ordinarily, Nerthran wore silver robes of fine silk, as part of their customs. These particular mothmen were wearing their robes, but had opted to don silver chainmail overtop the garments--or, in some cases, even steel plate. They wielded exotic-looking weapons. Crecent-shaped waraxes and ornate katanas; elaborately crafted claymores and thrusting blades shaped like wedges of pie. Even their more familiar arms--their longswords, daggers, and polearms--had been crafted in a way that would have intrigued even the greatest Jikkelian blacksmiths. Yet, of all the weaponry these mothfolk wielded, none stood out more than that of the one who'd stepped forward to call out.
The mothman called out a second time, shouting a single word: "Hold!" He held his unique weapon in both hands, gripping it at the center. It was a cold black color; as cold and black as a Lich's heart. It was as long as the mothman was tall. He held it at a tilt so that it crossed his body diagonally, like a large dark strike-through on a warning symbol. It was shaped like a staff. At both ends, it split off into two prongs like a serpent's tongue.
Now, Von began taking notice of the emblems on the breastplates, gauntlets, and bracers of the foes before her. They showed a symbol; a streak of silver running through a pair of moth wings, crossed by two blades. Her mind searched for meaning. After a moment, recognition finally set in.
Stonewing Pillar Mercenary Band.
They were ruthless criminals and sellswords, well-known in Jagged Fields but infamous even in Jikkellia. She'd never dealt with them personally, but she'd learned about them while undergoing the political and diplomacy training required to reach the rank of High Knight.
Bad news. That's what they were.
Von raised her sword. "You're interfering in official business!" This hardly encapsulated the scope of their crime (especially after launching a direct attack) but it was all she could think to say in the moment.
The mothman smiled. "Actually, you're all about to assist us with our business."
One-Wing scoffed at this. "What makes you think we'd do that?"
His smile broadened. "What makes you think you have a choice?"
•2•
They had a single goal now: reach the statue before the worms reached the surface...
Quijj took the lead. Councilor Lemma informed him she had wings of her own and therefore did not require his assistance when it came to flight (and also that if he continued treating her like a stack of lumber he needed to carry around, she was going to smack him silly). Quijj did not argue. The Councilor flew right behind him. And right behind her--bringing up the rear--was Flower-Seed. It was not a position he was particularly fond of--what with the worms on the loose and all--but he certainly wouldn't have wanted to be in front, either. Last wasn't as good as being in the middle, but of course, Flower-Seed was a gentlemen and Lemma was one of the city's honored leaders. So, back of the pack it was for ol' Flower-Seed.
They rushed up through the narrow hole in the cavern tunnel with a furious speed that would have made even a hive of Hellflies envious. The tunnel ended at an old well that had fallen into disrepair. In actuality, it had never really been used as a well to begin with. The 'fallen into disrepair' part--as the Councilor had explained--was just a story the Jikk of the city had always told one another. It was the sort of story that had been told so many times, for so many years, no one really questioned it or gave it a second thought. The truth of it was the Council of Three in Days Now Gone had decided to build a false well to cover the hidden entrance to the old city. It was sort of an emergency entrance, should one ever be needed.
If only those Jikk of the distant past had known their secret tunnel would not be used as an emergency entrance, but rather, an emergency exit. If they had known this, then perhaps Quijj, Flower-Seed, and Councilor Lemma could have avoided the problem they currently faced; *the fact that those same long-dead Jikk of yesteryear had elected to board up the false well so as to keep any hapless citizens or curious younglings from inadvertently stumbling upon their secret drop shaft to the old ruins.
Quijj had grunted something about this not being an issue when the Councilor broke the news of this "minor problem." Flower-Seed was fairly certain the old tavern keeper would have grunted the same grunt of reassurance, no matter what the Councilor had said. Quijj was painting himself more and more as the kind of Jikk who would take a sledgehammer to a door, if his key didn't fit. Grunting all the while.
When they reached the end of the shaft, Flower-Seed already knew what would come next. His hunch was confirmed when Quijj cautioned them to cover their ears. Flower-Seed now saw what would follow quite clearly in his mind. And how had he not seen this coming? Of course the crazy old bastard was going to blast his way out. Because of course he was.
Quijj was a valuable ally to have at a time like this, but once the smoke cleared, Flower-Seed hoped he would never again find himself in any dire situations with Quijj again, anytime soon.
Or ever again, if it could be helped.
When this was all over, if he made it out alive, Flower-Seed decided he was going to curl up on a nice warm cot by a hearth someplace, and sleep for about four straight Sun Cycles. Maybe even five. Six, while he was at it. Why not? He would certainly have earned it, if he managed to survive all of this chaos and bedlam.
There was a brilliant flash of white and orange; a roaring, echoing BOOOOM which ripped through the entire shaft. A loud crashing, splintering sound rose from above. Heat and a gust of hot air hit Flower-Seed in the face.
Then, they were shooting straight up into the air, no longer inside the shaft. The midday sky was above them again, fresh air in their lungs and the city stretched out all around them. The three of them came to a landing on a patch of scraggly blue kaynarr grass. The scattered stone and wood shrapnel that had once pretended to be a well lay scattered about, near the place where they'd made their exit. All that was left of the false well was a dark round hole and a broken ring of stone no higher than Flower-Seed's shin. There were black iron gates closing in a section of scrubby looking Debbler trees. The backs of several houses ran along the gate on one side. On the opposite side, a large warehouse loomed over the trio of . They were standing in a fenced-in raindrop shaped lot that had clearly been set aside for the sole purpose of secluding the well. The droplet shape of the lot came to a soft point between two houses, where a narrow gap had been left. The three of them wordlessly made for the opening.
The Councilor took the lead now. As soon as they'd made it to the other side of the row of houses, she took to wing. Quijj and Flower-Seed did likewise. They flew over the streets and walkways of a rundown residential neighborhood. Flower-Seed saw only a small handful of citizens. They were huddled together in small groups, hugging one another or saying silent prayers.
"What did I miss?" Councilor Lemma asked, looking around. "Is the attack over? And... where in Vellnoth's Name did all these vines come from?"
Flower-Seed tried to answer, but couldn't. He wasn't sure he had an answer. His vision had told him of the threats below ground, but hadn't filled him in on everything above the surface. What he and Quijj had witnessed with the Drill Flies seemed too miraculous to retell.
Quijj grunted. "A savior."
"A savior?" Lemma asked uncertainly.
Flower-Seed nodded. They were flying side by side now. "Yeah." He smiled to himself. It felt good to smile. Even after all the devastation and death, the fact that there had been a savior...
He didn't have the words for it.
They cut across the city, reaching the Cobbler's District in what felt like seconds.
"There's the statue," said the Councilor.
They landed just before the carved jade depiction of the Jikk hero of legend: Kylo the Great. This statue was identical to the one that had been in Lo Syy Tett, in Proeliator Plaza. There was another in front of the City of the Wandering Moon, as well as a fourth statue in Irogon Nath. Or, at least that's what Flower-Seed had been taught as a youngling at the Learning Hall. Kylo the Great had been one of the founders of Lo Syy Tett and Locust Spire. A true hero of all Jikkellia. Or so it was said.
Councilor Lemma hurried over to the back of the statue. There was a crevice just large enough for her hand. She stuck the Y of her fingers into the opening. Her face took on a look of deep concentration. After a moment, a panel was revealed in the base of the statue. There were gears, dials, and a single lever.
"Who would have thought," Flower-Seed mused.
The Councilor got to work. She began turning the gears and dials. Her hands became a blur for a moment as she input the secret sequence. Finally, she pulled the lever. Beneath the statue, there was a sound like gravel spilling from a wheelbarrow. Then, there was only silence for a moment.
Slowly, the statue began to rise several inches from the ground. When it stopped, the panel snapped back into place.
"It's done," said the Counilor, breathing a sigh of relief. "I just hope we weren't too late." There was a sadness in her eyes however.
Flower-Seed offered a sympathetic expression. "A bit overwhelming isn't it?"
Lemma waved a dismissive hand. "No, it's just... the Advisors. I just hope they made it out."
"There was no choice," Quijj said firmly.
"Yeah," Flower-Seed agreed. "We had to seal it off. Otherwise, who knows how fast those things might've spread."
The Councilor nodded. "I know. I know. Still... E'Shesh. She tried to protect me. When they were going to place me under arrest. She stood in front of the knights."
They all fell silent.
After a few moments, the three of them began to glance around at one another. A knowing look crept across all three of their faces. In unison, Councilor Lemma, Quijj, and Flower-Seed all whispered: "The Jailer."
Quijj nodded, giving one of his usual grunts. "Uhh huh." His expression had darkened. The look in his eyes was downright frigid.
Flower-Seed shook his head. "I don't know why, but ever since we were down in the ruins... it's been as if a curtain was lifted, from inside my mind."
Councilor Lemma nodded. "I know exactly what you mean. A part of me was fully aware of The Jailer and his deeds in Lo Syy Tett. Yet... it was almost like... I wouldn't quite call it a trance--I wasn't under any spell, or hypnosis, at least not as best as I can tell--but rather... it's as if I held a kind of complacency toward everything. I can see now how truly horrendous that Jikk is. Him, and what he's been doing. But... he must have had some way of making all of us intentionally ignore the problem."
"Mind Mother," said Quijj. "That'd do it."
Flower-Seed eyed the tavern keeper. "Mind Mother? Are those things even real?"
"Oh, they're quite real," said Lemma. "And if that's the case, it would actually explain a lot. From what little I understand of them, those creatures secrete a psychic enzyme that lulls the minds of those around it. The longer it occupies an area--so long as it's well-fed and undisturbed--the wider its field of influence. The Jailer must have somehow compelled a Mind Mother to do his bidding, and influence the minds of Jikkellians in a way that would further his terrible cause."
Flower-Seed considered this. "But if we're about to realize we were being influenced now... does that mean this Mind Mother is dead?"
"Tough to say," said Quijj.
"Indeed," said Lemma.
Quijj grunted in what might have been alarm, or perhaps frustration. He was gazing up at the sky.
"What is it?" Flower-Seed asked. But he already knew. He saw it too now. "What is that?"
His mind was overtaken with yet another vision. He saw the entrance to the underground ruins, as it was being sealed off. Just before the large stone slab blocked the passageway leading down into the City Before The City, five Jikk leapt through the rapidly shrinkly gap and onto the street. Breathless, they collapsed to the stonework.
A fraction of a second later, something else followed in their wake. It did not land, nor did it collapse onto the street as the Jikk had. Instead, it shot upwards into the air. The stone slab closed what remained of the opening.
But it was already too late.
One of the Jikk lying in the street began to scream. Flower-Seed saw that Temporary Councilor E'Shesh had indeed made it out of the ruins before the entrance closed. She was lying on her back, looking up at the sky with a look of pure terror plastered across her face.
The thing that emerged from the opening ignored the Jikk, however. It continued to climb through the air, until it was high above the vine-covered rooftops and city streets below. It rose higher still, before slowing. It hung there in the sky for several seconds, before rocketing away. It was headed toward a confrontation. Flower-Seed could not quite discern the nature of this confrontation, only that it would decide the fates of a great many.
And somehow, the outsiders were involved. Specifically, the outsider who had served as Locust Spire's unexpected savior.
Flower-Seed only caught a brief glimpse of the thing in his mind's eye, but that had been enough to fill him with a deep, almost existential feeling of dread.
The worms. They had fused together to form a single being. High Knight Pyx's plate armor. The thing was using it.
A giant parasitic worm-thing in platemail. It was coming for the outsider. And there was no stopping it...
The vision broke away. Flower-Seed found himself on his knees with dark green blood dripping from his eyes and mouth. The vision had been too much for him. Whatever had altered his curse--whatever force, whether it be supernatural, or simply the blow he'd taken to the head at the front gates--it had amplified it to a magnitude Flower-Seed could not handle. The previous vision had nearly caused him to black out. This one had almost ruptured his brain. He wasn't sure how many more of these "visions" he could take. The next one might very well kill him.
He slapped his palms down on the sidewalk, gasping for air.
"Are you alright?" Councilor Lemma asked.
Flower-Seed shook his head.
"What is it?" Quijj asked with much urgency. "Vision again? Did you see a mothman?"
Flower-Seed shook his head again, then promptly coughed up a thick glob of blood onto the stonework. He tried to stand, but his legs were much too weak.
Quijj hurried over and hooked an arm around Flower-Seed, helping him up. "Easy now," he whispered.
"Worms," Flower-Seed said, almost choking on the word. "Worm man. Man made of worms. Headed for the outsider." He took a deep breath, and that seemed to help. Not much, but a little.
Quijj eased him into a sitting position, before releasing him. He drew his strange weapon, examining it a moment before turning to the Councilor. "Can you tend to him?"
"Where do you think you're going?" she said in a tone of reproach. Her hands were on her hips. She gave the tavern keeper a look that reminded Flower-Seed of the way his mother used to look at him as a youngling, on evenings when he'd been out causing trouble with his friends.
"To stop it," Quijj said matter-of-factly. He turned back toward the sky, using his weapon to point at a dark, fast moving dot in the distance. The worm-thing. It was traveling at a tremendous rate of speed, trailing away from the city.
"Alright. In that case, I'm coming with you," said the Councilor.
Quijj grunted in disapproval.
"Don't give me that. I'm the High Councilor, afterall. I have a sworn duty."
"I'm coming too," Flower-Seed said, struggling to his feet.
"You can't," Lemma said. "You aren't well."
"I'll be fine. C'mon. Besides... you can't just leave me here on the sidewalk by myself."
Quijj eyed them both a moment, before slowly nodding. "Fine. Just keep behind me."
"Don't tell me what to do," said the Councilor smiling warmly. "I swore to serve and protect my city. That includes every last citizen."
"Humff," Quijj grunted.
Lemma regarded Flower-Seed with some concern. "Can you fly?"
"I think so."
"Alright. Then let's be off."
Quijj nodded, grunting again for what may have been the hundredth time.
•3•
The changes still hadn't fully set in.
He scarsely resembled his former self. His body was similar to that of a Jikk's, but his wings were like those of a giant moth. And his body, his wings, his entire form was entirely comprised of vines and sunflowers.
Doka was still getting accustomed to his new form. He was still getting accustomed to a lot of things. Ever since the outsiders first arrived in Lo Syy Tett, Doka had gone through a transformation even his new body could not fully represent. Which was saying quite a lot, considering his new form was the direct physical manifestation of the personal and metaphysical journey he'd undergone. He had died for Gods' sake!
He had died.
He'd died, but there had been no White Staircase. He hadn't seen the face of his creator. He'd seen only darkness, before his soul took up residency inside the Moon Moth.
So much of what he'd believed his entire life had been a lie. It made him wonder what else might also be a lie. What even was the truth? Did such a thing exist?
He had DIED!
His mind kept shouting the words over and over like a chant, as if reminding him of this fact might spark some greater intuition, or reveal some hidden meaning. It did not. The reminder only compounded his confusion with a whole lot of noise echoing inside his own head.
He had died.
This was a fact he was still grappling with, even now. Really, it had only been his body that had died. His spirit, soul, and mind had remained. He was now in a kind of life after afterlife. It was beyond strange, in a way that caused his brain to ache if he thought about it too long.
What a journey it had been since the duel with the Frog.
Doka had been granted revelation and realization, one after the other, in a constant barrage of perspective-shifting events. He'd been shaken to his very core--changed in the most fundamental sense of the word. He'd become someone completely different. Yet, at the heart of it all, he was still him. He was still Doka. Just a far more enlightened, less xenophobic and ignorant Doka.
However, this enlightenment also allowed him to see the problem; a problem that had not yet come up, but would have to be addressed sooner, rather than later.
The problem was, he'd been granted revelation and realization, without any real reflection. He'd been transformed, but hadn't yet had even a single spare moment to contemplate the meaning of it all. He was experiencing the effects, without fully understanding the causes. He'd been changed without stopping to consider the ramifications of so much change, on so many fundamental levels.
These things troubled him, but they were Deep Troubles of the Long Term. There were other, more urgent troubles to deal with in the meantime.
Doka and the soft shell soared over the open grasses; a flower-moth-grasshopper-hybrid and a curtain of shimmering blue. Doka looked down at the sheet of water below him. David was stretched out like one great flat square, casting no shadow as he passed over the land.
"What's wrong, bud?" asked the soft shell, taking notice of Doka's gaze. "You alright?"
Doka stilled his thoughts. "I want you to listen to me, Soft Shell. There's going to be trouble up ahead."
"Uh, yeah. I know. That's why we're coming to the rescue, remember? Don't tell me you're getting nervous?"
It was still a bit strange to hear the human's familiar voice coming from the shimmering polygon of liquid. Of course, the two of them had encountered far stranger things than this, on their journey. Particularly in the Sands. Doka had an idea that if not for some doing on the part of the cloaked figure, both his and the soft shell's minds would have been permanently shattered by the experience.
Doka said, "I don't mean once we reach the woods. There is an ambush waiting for us, well before then. A group of mercenaries."
The human was silent a moment. "I can't detect anything like that. Are you sure?"
"Aye. I'm certain of it. They're concealing themselves from your Energies ability to discern their plot. I am able to see it because of my connection with things that lie beyond the mortal world."
"Alright, well... we'll just have to take them out quickly, so we can hurry up and save Artie and the others."
"No," Doka said firmly. "I want you to continue on without me."
"What? But why? It doesn't make any sense to split up. We'll be able to deal with them faster if there are two of us."
Doka shook his head. "You don't understand. They are the ones who attacked Locust Spire. This is personal for me. You can't be stalled in reaching the woods. Your mission is far too important."
"Is that their big plan? To keep me fighting them, just to delay us getting to Artie?"
"That isn't their intention, but that will be the result of their actions, regardless. They have another reason for wanting to defeat you and I."
"Okay? Well don't leave me hangin. What's the reason?"
"Retaliation for stopping their attack on Locust Spire, for one. These mercenaries will try and destroy anyone who stands in the way of their goals. They wish to sew chaos and confusion. Anarchy. They don't want us undoing any more of what they have done, or what they plan to do. I can sense a dark plot. They're working with agents of Pharoah Dowlmad."
"I don't know that name, but I get some pretty fuckin' evil views from it, for sure."
"That would be an accurate assessment. The leader of these mercenaries wishes to leave the valley. There is something beyond the God Shelves he seeks, which will grant him unyielding power. Even I cannot discern his full intentions, but these are the things I have been able to determine."
"I see. Well, I still don't understand why you have to try and solo these guys. Let me help you knock 'em around. We can--"
"No," Doka said firmly. "This really is something I must do on my own. Please try and respect my wishes."
Doka could almost feel the human's mind turning, formulating further protest. Then, it was as if the soft shell finally came to a conclusion. Perhaps, he finally understood that this meant something to Doka--that this was important; a meaningful step on the path to redemption.
At last, the soft shell relented. "Alright, alright. Fine. But if you get into any trouble... if it's more than you can handle, or you--"
"I know how I call out to you," Doka said.
The human sighed. "Okay. Then I guess we'll split up. Um... where exactly is this ambush happening, anyhow?"
"Start traveling northward. Your mind will tell you when to correct your course again. That won't delay your arrival any. You would have had to travel North for a ways,, once you reached the woods. You're just doing it a bit sooner than necessary."
"Alright. Will do. Just... be careful, Doka. Okay? Seriously."
"And you as well, soft shell," Doka said. "Gods willing, I will see you again soon."
•4•
Deskant was well-versed in the power names held in the In-Between. This was why he'd worked so hard to become a Named Enforcer of the Stonewing Pillar Mercenary Band, on top of his other titles and stations. Most of the mercs in evidence were only foot soldiers, or Prospects. Leader Rave hadn't wanted all of his best warriors away from Home Base, afterall. The Stonewings were far greater in number and power than they'd ever let on to nonmembers. In their line of work, it was always best to hide your hand. You didn't want your rivals (or even your allies) knowing your full capabilities. Which was exactly why Deskant was joined on his current mission by the lower ranking members and memers-in-training, mostly. However, this was not the case with all of the mercs here in the open grasses. There was Angus the Arsonist, Vizloth the Philter, Gondin the Foul Ozmon the Worm-Wielder, Ujak the Unhinged.
Then, of course, there was him. Deskant the Demolisher. This was a moniker he had earned after many years climbing and clawing his way up the ranks of the band. He now filled the role of Chief Communicator, as well as being Rave's Right Hand when they were away from Home Base (even if that title actually belonged to Xider, whenever Xider wasn't around--like now--Deskant was the one who stepped up).
Rave had dubbed him the Demolisher because that was exactly what he did. He demolished things; people, places, anything and everything in his path.
"Just cooperate and everything will be fine," Deskant said.
The she-Jikk in the plate armor only glared at him.
"Yeah, I don't like those worms either, but they're effective." He waved his hand toward the infected Jikk soldiers. "We'll remove the parasites and we won't release anymore on your city, so long as you keep doing exactly as we say."
Ozmon the Worm-Wielder stepped forward, clutching his strange club--a dark, polished thing which which looked more like two long, slender serpents twisted around a stick than an actual club--and nodded. "All be righted, once we've finished here."
The she-Jikk said, "We shouldn't be negotiating with the likes of you."
Deskant laughed. "Good thing this isn't a negotiation. It's a hostage situation. If you hadn't noticed." His eyes scanned the row of infected Jikk. Half their number were currently inhabited by parasites. The other half were standing behind the she-Jikk and the one who'd identified himself as their Sergeant. "Now, remember... when you see the outsider, you flag him down. That's all you have to do. Leave the rest to us."
"Uh, 'Skant?" Angus said uncertainly.
"Yeah? What is it?"
"They're almost here. I can smell 'em."
Deskant smiled again. This was just too easy. "Alright. Everyone out of sight. Time to do what we do best, fellas."
There was a collective cheer from the other mercs. The lot of them moved into position.
•5•
Zruu--Tri-Hook leader and newly appointed Chief of the Clawhook Bandits in the wake of Chief Xovvo's murder--felt the entire world shift with such remarkable suddenness, that for a moment, he was certain he'd lost his grip on reality. One moment, Zruu had been seated in the bridge of the Black Pyramid beside his fellow Tri-Hook members, Coldcradle and Fann. The next thing the new Bandit Chief knew, he was plopping down hard on his ass in a field of knee-high emerald green grass. He'd been watching a formation of Gliders appear through the viewing window of the bridge. Sky Pirates, he had no doubt. He'd been mentally scrambling for a course of action. His mind had of course first turned to the Pyramid's weapons system. However, just as he was about to suggest this to Coldcradle and Fann, all of a sudden, it was as if his chair had been pulled out from under him--and everything else around him ripped away, right along with it.
"What the FUCK?" Coldcradle bellowed.
Zruu saw his two companions in the grass, just a few short meters away. Fann was there beside Coldcradle, looking furious but saying nothing.
Zruu's eyes burned with rage. "My thoughts exactly." He looked up to the sky. The Pirates. They were up there in the Glider Pods. There were also small Gyff craft as well. Collectively, there were four dozen of the bastards. The Sky Pirates made up three seperate V patterns, while the Walking Stick Men flew in a straight row side-by-side. Together, they made what looked like three arrows and line segment. And there, in the patch of sky between them, was the place where the Black Pyramid had been. The place where Zruu himself had been, on the bridge of the Pyramid.
But the Pyramid was gone. And now, Zruu was down here on the ground.
It made no fucking sense.
"Uh, Chief?" Coldcradle said warily.
Zruu took his eyes away from the sky and leveled his gaze at the other Bandit. "What?"
Coldcradle pointed at something lying in the grass a few feet to his left.
Zruu cocked his head to one side. Then, he was back up on his feet in an instant. "Is that who I think it is?"
But he already knew it was. There, motionless on the ground, was the Vakk Onillcoth had sent as honorary reinforcement. Lequell's body was covered in so much blood, it barely looked like a body. Really, it looked more like a slab of meat glazed in strawberry jam. Zruu had never seen tickman blood before. He was mildly surprised to know it wasn't green, or yellow like many Insectoids. It was a deep maroon, much like his own blood.
Lequell's head was cleaner than the rest of him. Probably because his head had been separated from his body. It was sitting face up a few paces from his bloodied corpse. His lifeless eyes stared up at the sun. They'd gone a dull gray color, instead of their usual black.
Zruu had seen more dead bodies than he could ever recount. Seeing one more now meant about as much as any of the others had. He felt nothing for the Vakk he'd barely known. If anything, he considered him weak for dying so easily. And so soon before their mission was complete.
Zruu raised his boot and punted Lequell's head through the air. It shot up at an arc, before disappearing in the high grass. He turned to the other Bandits. *"What the fuck do we do now? How the fuck did we lose the fucking Pyramid?"
He kicked Lequell's body hard enough to splatter some of the blood, painting several blade of grass burgundy.
"Ziilkdamnit! Now I've got blood on my boot." He turned his foot sideways and attempted to rub the drying fluids off onto the dirt. This mostly worked, but there remained a streak of the stuff he couldn't quite wipe away. "Ziilkdamnit," he cursed again.
"Was it the Pirates?" Coldcradle asked.
Zruu glanced up at the sky. The Pirates had broken their formations and were now flying in a disorganized swarm. They were headed east. They didn't seem to have any interest in the three Bandits down on the ground far below them, from what Zruu could tell. "My gut says no. I think those Sky Pirates and Gyff are just as confused as we are. I have no fucking clue what just happened, but I can tell you one thing... we're gonna get Chief Xovvo's Pyramid back. I don't give a shit what it takes. If it costs all three of us our lives. We're gonna get that damned thing back."
"A Pharoah had to be involved," Coldcradle said. "They're the only ones who could pull something like this off."
Fann nodded his agreement. "That bitch Camaria, most likely."
"I don't give a shit," Zruu said. "Pharoah or no Pharoah. We're getting it back." He locked eyes with Coldcradle, then with Fann, before looking off toward the horizon. "But first... we're gonna keep heading where we were headed. We're gonna deal with the she-ant before we do anything else. We don't have the Pyramid now, but we won't need it. I'll kill her with my bare hands if I have to."
Coldcradle said, "Then let's get to it. Let's hunt that bitch down. For the Chief."
Zruu and Fann voiced a howl of agreement. "For Chief Xovvo!" they said together.
The three members of the Tri-Hook took to wing. The only thing on any of their minds was murder...
•6
"What's the matter?" Flower-Seed asked. His tone was that of someone trying to hide the fact they were in a great deal of pain.
Councilor Lemma studied his face closely. The two of them were flying side-by-side over the city, with Quijj just up ahead. The elderly tavern keeper insisted on taking the lead, it seemed. It was just as well. Lemma had wanted to stay back with Flower-Seed to make sure he was alright. He definitely wasn't alright, but wouldn't admit it.
As much as Flower-Seed's condition concerned her, it was the scene down below--down on the city streets--that concerned Lemma the most. She turned back to the group of younglings she'd spotted.
She and Flower-Seed had a bird's eye view of what remained of Elgganath Parkway in the eastern part of Locust Spire. Just as they'd flown past one of the only large structures that hadn't been reduced to rubble here, they'd caught Lemma's eye almost immediately. There were close to three dozen in all. Younglings no older than adolescents. Some of them were sitting on the sidewalk with their heads between their legs. Some of them were embracing one another. Many of them were simply standing in place, looking up and down the street as if they had no idea what to do, or where to go. Several of them were huddled together, speaking in frightened voices.
Lemma slowed her acceleration to a crawl. Seeing this, after a moment, Flower-Seed did the same.
Quijj craned his neck to look back at them. "You alright?"
Lemma nodded. "Yes." And after a moment's contemplation, she added: "You can go on without me."
Flower-Seed opened his mouth to say something. Then he saw the younglings. He looked from the group below, then back to Lemma. Understanding dawned on his face. He slowly nodded. "Go on without me, as well." After taking a brief moment just as Lemma had, he said (somewhat hesitantly), "If you can manage on your own, that is."
Quijj nodded in response, giving them a grunt of aye, before flying onward.
Lemma and Flower-Seed hung there in the air, and watched Quijj disappear behind a row of vine-covered warehouses. Lemma sighed, turning to Flower-Seed. "The city just suffered a horrible tragedy. They need their leader."
Flower-Seed nodded. "I know."
"Especially the youth. They look completely lost. Without hope. The fire and the explosions are over, but now they need guidance to know how to pick up the pieces."
"I know," Flower-Seed repeated, punctuating the words with a gentle smile. "Well... what do ya say we get down there? See how many we can reunite with their parents."
Lemma returned his smile. "I just hope most of their parents are still alive."
Flower-Seed looked away. "Yeah." He shook his head. "Gods. What a harsh world this is."
"It is. But as long as I'm around, there will always be hope left. That's what they need to see. The Jikk of this city. They need to see the light of hope still shines upon them. Even in darkness. There is always hope."
•7•
Doka could sense the terrible power radiating off the figures just ahead. There was a Fragment User in their midst. As well as multiple masters of the Old Arts and Dark Channels.
And there was something even greater. He could feel it, like a vibration inside his brain.
As he drew closer, he saw the Jikk he was supposed to see, and the mothmen he wasn't. One of the mercs was utilizing a Cyphering technique to hide their presence. Doka could only see them through his connection with the Realms beyond life, beyond mortals.
Doka flew faster, closer, closing in on them.
One of the Jikk--a she-Jikk High Knight named Von, Doka saw--held up her arms and began waving at him. She was trying to flag him down. Doka had no doubt, this was what she'd been instructed to do. The Jikk weren't apart of this. They were only pawns, used by the mercs.
Doka dove down, came to a landing.
In his new form, he could speak to more than just the soft shell. He called out to the High Knight. "It's alright. I know you've done all you could."
The High Knight and the other Jikk stared back at him, stonefaced. Doka could see beneath their expressionless faces; could see through them. He could feel their desperation, their shame.
That was when the mercs sprang their trap...

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> Access File: Hybris (2)
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Notice from Department of Extrasolar Records: These records were discovered in a floating black box data recording in the Gliese 832 system. These transcriptions contain the memories of prominent individuals who were directly involved with the events detailed below. The components of the transcription technology used are under review by the Department of Xenotechnology, and any transcriptions found within the data logs will be transferred directly to the Department of Extrasolar Records for further processing.
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Memory transcription subject: Governor Tarva of the Venlil Republic
Date [standardized human time]: March 1, 2143
A loud thudding tore into my dreamless slumber like a railgun slug through a ship's hull. Startled, I jolted upright with the covers falling away from my shoulders. Looking at my clock, I saw that it was the middle of my rest paw. There was another loud knocking; I got up and shambled towards the door with irritation. I was completely disheveled with my fur in a tangled mess and a bit of dried drool on my snout. I threw open the door ready to demand an explanation, only to find Kam standing in the door frame in seemingly worse condition than I was.
My anger evaporated and was replaced by confusion “Kam, what’s going on here? Did something happen?” I inquired. “We received an urgent alert half a claw ago from our system’s defense perimeter. We need you in the conference room” he answered, his tail quivering in agitation. My ears pinned back in horror. “I’ll be there momentarily!” I called over my shoulder as I sprinted across the suite. ‘Where the Arxur really here? So soon?’ I grabbed my datapad, rinsed my snout, and tidied the more unruly clumps of fur. I still had to look somewhat professional after all. I quickly grabbed my coat before leaving the room and following Kam. Together, we sprinted through the mansion, passing several officials and aides similarly sprinting to and from.
I burst into the conference room to find the rest of the security council already assembled. Quickly sitting down at the head of the table, I took a deep breath, steadying my nerves to address the situation at hand more calmly. “How many ships breached the perimeter?” I called out, considering possible battle strategies. Depending on how large the raid was, we might be able to stand our ground long enough for Federation reinforcements to arrive. We would need to evacuate as many as we could and get those we were unable to vacate into the underground shelter- “It’s not the Arxur ma’am” the defense commander said.
My train of thought completely derailed and exploded into a fireball. “Excuse me? D-Did you just say it wasn’t the Arxur?” I asked, stuttering at the sudden curveball. I looked at the security council before me, but no one challenged his statement. “Then what is it that we’re dealing with?” I asked, dumbfounded. The council briefly exchanged glances before Kam stood up with a datapad in his paws. “It would be easier if we showed you,” he stated. After scrolling through his datapad, he displayed an image on the main screen above. My jaw dropped and my tail went limp; I gave out a very undignified squeak as I tried to process what the speh I was looking at: Orbiting the System's only gas giant was a large moon. If I remembered astronomy class correctly, that planet didn’t have any moons.
“I… I don’t understand. How was something this large able to enter our borders undetected?” I asked, trying to find a reasonable answer to explain the impossible sight. Kam, sensing my mounting confusion, jumped in, “We don’t know or understand either. Orbital instruments around the heliopause never saw it coming or detected any kind of movement at the edge of the system. it just appeared in Venlil Beta’s orbit half a claw ago.” I stared at him flabbergasted. Eventually, I found my voice and rebutted “That’s not possible. Rogue planets, no matter how big or small, can’t just appear without being seen. There must have been some sort of malfunction in the detection array o-or we received false readings!” Yes, that must have been the case, it was an error that had been taken far too seriously! I tried to rationalize and find a logical answer, but deep down I knew they were telling the truth. “The sighting was confirmed by 9 patrol craft and 17 sensor stations in orbit around both Venlil Prime and Beta. There was no error” the Commander stated, dispelling any hope I had of a reasonable answer.
While the security council began debating on how the moon entered the system and what the next step should be, I stared back at the image before me trying to understand what we were faced with. The possibility of it being a super weapon by the Arxur was extremely unlikely since it would have been next to impossible to keep a project this large hidden. Before I knew it, a sense of trepidation washed over me and interrupted my line of thought. As I stared at the crimson landscape, the fear I found myself experiencing was nothing I have ever felt before: not with the mass graveyards made by war, not with the Arxur raids, or even the Arxur themselves. This feeling was new, more direful. Without noticing, I was tightly hugging myself with my claws digging into my arms as I began to tremble. ‘What was this? This foreboding feeling?’ It was like I was staring face to face with Arxur, but more monumentous. The terror I felt was overwhelming to the point of complete dissociation from the world around me.
Before this feeling of perturbation consumed me, Kam called out my name and snapped me back into reality. I looked over at Kam and saw the worry on his face. I glanced over the rest of the council and they all mimicked the same expression. “Governor Tarva, are you alright? You look like you just witnessed an Arxur raid.” I didn’t know what to say at this moment, but before I could formulate a response I felt a sharp pain in my arms. When I looked to see what was wrong, I realized I held myself so tightly I pierced my own skin! I hurriedly released myself, the sudden movement sending orange streaks across the table. I stared at my claws in horror, my own blood slightly glistening in the harsh fluorescent light.
Kam bolted up from his seat, the chair swaying as it fought to stay upright. Hurrying over, he grabbed me by the shoulders and hoisted me up to my paws. Escorting me to the door he called over his shoulder that the meeting would take a 10-minute recess. I for one just wanted to curl up into a ball and pray that this was all just a bad dream. I huddled into Kam’s side with blood soaking my fur and his. 'My claws must have damaged a major artery.’ We stormed into the infirmary, and the medical specialists recoiled in surprise at our sudden intrusion. When they saw my injuries they sprinted over, quickly guiding me onto one of the beds. They quickly applied a standard wound sealant and injected an antimicrobial solution to prevent infection.
As they worked I stared up at the ceiling, it felt like a fog had filled my brain. My awareness faded as it felt like I was sinking into a vast ocean of nothingness. I just wanted to rest, to sleep, to get as far away from that ‘moon’ as possible, to- “TARVA!” The sudden shouting tore me back to reality. Looking around I saw Kam standing next to me, squeezing my paw so hard that it hurt. “You were going into shock, try to stay alert,” he answered my unspoken question. I gave a weak tail flick, indicating that I understood. He grabbed a nearby chair and scooted to the side of my bed, wiggling my paw as he relaxed his grip. “Tarva, what happened?” he asked, his head turned to focus on me.
I stared back into that glassy orb, images of that moon floating up into my vision. I took a shaky breath, trying to gather my resolve. “While I was studying that picture, I felt… I don't know what I felt. It's- It's hard to put into words. It was like watching a child weep as they watch their parents get murdered, but worse.“ As I continued to talk he sat there, ears flicking to catch every word, his fingers lightly stroking my paw as I threatened to break down again. When my ramblings finally died down he stood up, “Tarva, I won’t challenge what you felt, but none of that makes any sense. Though given everything else that should be expected.” Walking over to the door he opened it, gesturing out to the hallway. “That being said, we need to figure out what is going on, and for that, we need to get back to work. You feel okay enough to return?” He asked, one of the medics stepped forward as if to object, but before she could I slid off the bed, wincing as my arms protested.
Slightly stumbling as the last vestiges of shock wore off, I followed Kam down the hallway. As we entered the rest of the Council turned to look at us. One of the councilors gave an inquisitive ear flick and I explained the feelings of dread I had felt. Several other councilors then said how they had experienced a similar sensation, although much more constrained in comparison to me. An awkward silence filled the room as everyone exchanged glances with each other. No one knew what to say, so I decided to break the silence “I have a reason to believe that despite this object’s unknown influence, it does not pose a threat as far as we know. If all it does is create feelings of unease in those who observe it, that won’t be much of an issue. That being said, I believe we need to send a team to investigate and collect as much information as we can about this object so we can understand its properties.”
After several moments of thought, Kam raised a paw, “I believe it would be best to first redirect civilian traffic away from the object, the fewer people that are aware of this, the less likely it will spark mass panic. We also need to send a small patrol ship carrying a research team to inspect the moon from the surface and begin gathering data.” After a minute of contemplative silence, I stood up, “Very well, we will now have a vote, all in favor of General Kam’s proposal?” Every paw went up, “Motion passes, begin making the necessary arrangements, unless there's anything else, this emergency meeting is adjourned,” I declared. As everyone began packing up I checked the clock, I still had time to rest before the official start of my day, I had to be somewhat well-rested for work.
As I laid on the couch back in my suite and closed my eyes, that thing appeared in my vision once again. I tried to forget it, but the sight of that thing was burned into my mind. When recalling the emotions I had previously experienced, it felt like I witnessed the death of my daughter for the second time, but the burden was significantly more overwhelming. I looked at my paw as my thoughts continued to linger on that moon. That thing might have been inanimate, but it felt like as I stared at it, It stared right back; it was almost as if it knew I could see it.
[Subject consciousness lost Memory transcription ended]