《The man who wasnt human to begin with....》Im back!!
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Sorry guys, short ish chapter today, just wanted to get this one out to let you know I'm still alive!
Got back from the snowy mountains on Sunday but I came down with something so I haven't had time to write or do anything for that matter, no spoiler this time, and no Cornelius or Sun Tzu, sorry guys, instead take some of the aftermath of the summoning from our side!!!
I will get a longer one out later, its just that I don't have time right now, (at school in between classes, sneezing and coughing because im still sick : (
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Nestled deep within the center of the Milky Way galaxy was a planet by the name of Dunamis.
This planet was the meeting point between all of the major powers in the galaxy, as it was completely neutral to all conflicts.
Since the planets discovery and widespread use as a diplomatic rally point millions of years ago, there had been only six cases where the major powers of the galaxy all attended a session between their diplomats. These rare occasions happened at very very strenuous times, times such as the second intergalactic war, and the Nlubring epidemic. Such trials had long since passed however, and the main hall had not seen use in a long time.
This normally empty hall was now filled to the brim however, as every single race and interplanetary civilization which could make it, had rushed over here after a certain event. An even which far surpassed its predecessors in severity, a problem so massive that nobody even questioned the widespread summons from the galaxies dominant forces.
Off to one of the wings, a diplomat from a smaller race known as Gjkr , they resemble a small furry creature, was talking with an entity from a “bug” race.
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??? : “I don’t get it, why is everyone so paranoid about this? What was it about that message which forced this conference?”
The other thing, a giant bug with wings just looked at the asker, or at least it seemed like it was looking, you could not really tell with their compound eyes where the bugs were looking.
Bug : “You honestly don’t understand Gjkr ?? (Race of the furry thing) The Stratovians are angry!!!”
The Gjkr : “No I don’t get it… Inside of this very room are the largest empires in the entire GALAXY! Their combined military might is frightening, why would they lie down and take orders from these… these!!! THINKERS!! Even the warmongering Fmnrd’rs (another race…) known for their relentless ideals of “no surrender” and suicide tactics, are cowering in fear over there!! It doesn’t make any sense!”
The bug simply looked at him with pity. A moment later it spoke in its guttural clicks, great sadness in its “voice”
Bug : “Do you not understand furry one? The Stratovians are Angry… Such a thing… Has never happened before…”
The Gjkr just looked at the bug, still not understanding its meaning.
A few moments later its gaze broke off, its attention pulled toward a commotion happening toward the front of the hall.
A thing that looked like a pig was standing on a raised platform, banging its hand against the surface, creating a loud knocking sound.
A moment later it was quiet and the pig thing started talking with low grunts…
Pig : “We hereby call this meeting to order… The topic today, as all of you know, is the message which was sent out earlier to the entire galaxy, as well as the holographic screens which are counting down our remaining time.”
At that moment a clock appeared behind him, its numbers were translated automatically for every attendant, just like the languages spoken. (The room translates for them…)
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Shown on it were numbers each of them feared,
Time Remaining 97 Cycles : 243/360 Current…
The cycles were of the planet referred to as “origin” by the Stratovians. It was their birth place and the standard unit of time now for everyone in the galaxy. The cycles were the rotations of the planets (1 day = 1 cycle) and the numbers following depicted how far into the current cycle it was…
2 and a half cycles earlier, a voice rang out across the galaxy, in every tongue, in every language, on every single planet with sentient interplanetary life. A voice which struck terror into all of the races except those which did not know of its origin as the voice of a Stratovian.
The message it carried:
“Hello Milky way Galaxy…
This is your Primus speaking…
As of this moment all wars and conflicts are hereby paused, for I have just received word that we have lost contact with our universe’s locked High Primus, he is assumed to be abducted from the planet Origin. Should his captors come forward willingly their race shall be spared, but they shall perish. Should they continue this folly, we shall be forced to take matters into our own hands with a galactic annihilation… before a galactic annihilation however; we will allow this galaxy 100 origin cycles, starting from this moment, to find him before we start getting angry. The race which finds him shall then find itself in our good graces, the empire which has taken him will have their entire race obliterated, completely, with extreme prejudice .
Should you not find him within those 100 cycles, we shall then begin looking by exterminating you incompetent vermin species by species, civilization by civilization… until we find him or there is only one left. Should that last empire have possessed him the entire time, so be it, we do not care, and we will not grieve at the deaths of trillions for one of our own. We are willing to reset this galaxy to a time before space travel if that is what is needed… All of you shall fall, one by one, until he is found. We will of course be starting with the most likely suspects but keep in mind that we will continue until nothing is left… This is the outcome if we start looking, an outcome most of you would hope to avoid I hope… So do find him quickly, and if needed you may war against each other if you have your suspicions, but do remember that your goal and sole objective is our Primus.
Watch the clocks, and remember… we will be watching you…
You have been warned…”
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No but seriously, sorry for the short one, Give me like four hours and another one will be up, longer this time.... I swear....
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Dragon Hack
Rich's life sucks. He lives in a dystopia, His father's an abusive creep, his mother's up to some shady stuff, and he's pretty sure he's going to die a virgin. He can't do much about the first few problems, but a new darknet game might give him a shot at getting laid. But even the most well-laid plans go astray, and he ends up with way, way more than he bargained for. He gains a character with the rarest of all races: Dragon. But it's a two-way street, and strange occurances and problems soon have Rich wondering if this is truly a game, or something far more sinister... WARNING: Contains verbal abuse and harsh language. The language and sentiments used do not represent the views of the author. The dystopia portrayed is meant to be a cautionary tale, rather than a criticism of any existing group or political faction. CLAIMER: My name is Andrew Seiple. I am a writer, and I both write this story and own the rights to it. I will be posting this story on Spacebattles.com, SufficientVelocity.com, RoyalRoad.com, and my Patreon. I reserve the right to remove it from any and all platforms as needed to facilitate my sinister long-term plans. (Except for Patreon. The story there ain't leaving.) If you desire to read this story faster, note that my Patreon is generally going to be several updates ahead of all publicly-available threads. Cover art created by Ambelia Parris, licensed per agreement.
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