It had been four days since the first real naval battle of Infinite Councils history. I stomped through the long corridors of the Grand Hall, the capital building of our capital city, Juloi. I pushed open the doors of the Infinite Chamber, the meeting place for the originals. Not everyone had yet arrived, but most had. About ten others had to come, due to them being in equally far off places like me. There was a bit of chatter. I greeted many friends, however, it was clear that I had been gone far too long. I saw suspicious glances, and even some downright murderous ones. Everyone here was an original, everyone here a major leader. This was instability. I sat next to one of those I had better relations with, Chrom. We chatted for a bit, caught up on a few events. Food and water was supplied, and those who needed sleep, got it. We were in there for another two days before the last original had arrived. The days that had passed were relatively boring and uneventful, so I had kept in touch with the military functions I had control over. Finally, the last person came and the meeting began.

“Okay, we’ve got many issues to discuss here,” Oxy said, having become the closest thing to a single ruler we had. “I would like to first invite Julin to speak.” Julin was fair, and more of an resource manager. I didn’t know her too well, but she was ok.

“Thank you. To cut to the chase we are beginning to have a large excess of food, due to the industrial farms finally being set up. I would like to suggest that we trade it away to the Giggam, to establish even better relations, feed their growing population, and to get some more building materials, so we can build more infrastructure, and better build up our colonies.” She said, her voice echoing across the large chamber. I put in a request to speak along with two others. The list put Jewel on the list before me, and Viul ehind me. They had both leaned towards the side of Zin when he had been a major player here. It made me… uneasy to be around them. Jewel stood up.

“I would like to mention that we are currently experiencing a population boom, and in a few years we may desperately need this stored food. Also, wouldn’t trading with the Almani be a better idea? We don’t need building materials as much as we do more ground forces.” She wasn’t the biggest fan of the space-exploring as most, and thought it would be better to take establish a significant ground presence. “I personally think it would be better if we stayed as isolated and self-sufficient as possible.” She sat down, indicating she was done. Then I stood up.

“I would like to state where I stand. I do believe that she has the right idea. The Giggam are close allies, and I wish for them to remain so. They are currently in a bit of a food shortage, and not only would it be the right thing to do, but also I would very much like a stronger foothold on our colony worlds. I think that we also should trade away some of our intel, and also get them a communications satellite. Nothing military, but it would make us even better allies, and get us a lot of materials.” I sat down.Then Viul stood, shootin me a glare, having never liked me, and recently despised me. He overlooked infrastructure on Infinity.

“I hate to agree with Rade,” He began, citing a few dark looks toward me and a few laughs. Clearly I was not as liked here as I first thought. “But I have to agree with Julin. However, the building materials should be more spent on some building projects I have in mind on Infinity.” He sat down. A vote was cast. Out of the 36 present it was a vote of 22-14 in Julin’s favor. Once again, Oxy came up.

“So that matter is settled. Next, I will call up Hefka.” Oxy went to sit back down, and Hefka stood. He pushed the boundaries on magic, and studied the strange effects of Infinity.

“To make this simple, I would like to request of Rade, Chrom(Another military leader), and Jewel that you make a special magic shock troop faction. They would be highly effective, and teach all troops to be able to cast at least a few spells.” He said, giving me a slight chill, and while I didn’t want to disappoint him, there was a reason this had not been done yet. We all instantly put our names in. Chrom stood first.

“This is not nearly as simple as it sounds. We would have to cycle troops in and out of battle, and we barely have any to spare currently, and those we do have to spare are being used to gain as much of an advantage as we can get. This is no simple task. All of us generals, have talked about this. We too would like to try it, but we simply don’t have the resources. The Juncathari are looking for weakness, and waiting for us to be vulnerable to attack. This would give them this opportunity.” He said. After he sat down, Jewel stood up.

“I second this.” Then me.

“I as well second this. I don’t want to begin drafting soldiers, but it just isn’t feasible right now without a lot more troops.” I sat down. The vote went 30-6, not in Hefka’s favor.

Oxy went back up. “This is actually my own issue. I believe we should bring in some more people into this senior council. If they show enough promise, they should be given a seat, who agrees? A simple hand will do. All in favor.” 20 hands rose, including his own, and mine. “Well that’s settled. Now, I am not sure if all of you know, but six days ago, the Zekkromian Conquerers attacked Hopper’Kli station unprovoked. All in the name of ‘purging our xeno filth’. They destroyed two of our ships. Needless to say, we are now at war.” As he said that there were a few angry growls in the crowd and many glared at me. I stood.

“I was personally there, and we were not aware of what they could do. If you need to, watch the videos. However, I will mention, that I made sure none of those ships made it out alive. This is why I keep asking for more resources, our ships keep us on top of the game, and it’s a shame many of you have to learn this the hard way.” I spoke out into the chamber, my words dripping with emotion and hate.