“Vynhari Nphki-Zhel, I bear a message from Vynhari Kefik.” Yi-Vel kneeled.
Before Yi-Vel was the armored metal being whose broad quadra-arm visage, blazing with ambient energy, dominated the metallic platform that oversaw the cosmic port lit by an emerald sun. The being was a Vynhari: a high ranking leader.
“Vynhari Kefik will support your endeavors, offering a star legion to your aid.”
“Your formal notice is received, messenger.” Nphki-Zhel turned to the kneeling Yi-Vel, gazing with a myriad of blazing eyes. “And you are to direct this force under my command?”
“No my Vynhari, Vynhari Kefik has deemed Kyfa’ta Karos’zan as the director of the star legion.”
“Interesting.” Nphki-Zhel wrapped their chin with a hand. “Karos’zan the Dataweaver.”
A hidden smirk could be felt under the cold visage, Karos’zan was a Kyfa’ta: a famed general. Nphki-Zhel swung their immaculate ethereal starcape as they turned back toward the port of twilight, stamping their intricately webbed and crackling eldritch staff on the ground.
“Very well.”
Nphki-Zhel let out a small chuckle before a satisfied, deep hum.
“By my directive will will the Fuuz-Kirah Absolutum tessellation reach new multiverses as we, the Thanych, will again stretch beyond all imagination to the lowly, pitiful vessels of flesh and march upon the Star Beings that squalor in their wasted power.”
“I take my leave,” Yi-Vel’s mechanical structure stood up and retreated down the cold, metallic hallway that flowed with power.
Great and bizarre geometrical ships flowed through the vast spaceport at all angles as they phased in and out of reality, humming and buzzing with ominous zoetic energies. Such smooth, crystalline, and bismuth-like ships were laden with jutting lightning prongs, energy streams, crystal pylons, and networks of lights—all shaped to their liking down to the smallest atom. Though they were piloted, the very ships themselves were alive but not in the conventional sense.
Nphki-Zhel raised a hand as a holovision of the outlying star system appeared. The vision of space infused with their very sight. As far as the eye could see, countless ships littered the stellar region, ready to obey their command for the grand operation.
Nphki-Zhel chuckled. “All the other Thanyches will fall in line with our order.”
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Connection established.
Pylon 1 active.
Pylon 2 active.
Pylon 3 active.
Pylon 4 active.
Pylon 5 active.
Distortion field operational.
Corruption circuit initiated.
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Infiltration successful.
“My Administrator… the time to act… is soon… the balance is precarious…” A voice spoke in a silent mind.
“Yes Raa, the time is nigh and the last Fuuz-Kirah fleet approaches.”
“At long last… you can strike… against the Absolutum.”
“For the Kuan-Arata Suns.”
“For the Kuan-Arata Suns… Raa awaits… on standby.”
“The Void Marks await… on standby.” A collection of voices spoke in unison. “Targets… planted…”
“I shall no longer kneel for these false powers.”
The halls echoed with the empty sounds of metallic footsteps.
Nphki-Zhel stood high in their glorious overwatch, proud of the fleets before them.
“The Absolutum shall rise higher with the splinters of the old as our systems continue to awaken!” Nphki-Zhel’s voice boomed across the fabric of reality. “With this, the great plan shall be executed. In time, we may invade further beyond the greater dimensions! Now go! Go forth my legions and all will know the might of the Absolutum! The Sztarriarch of Fuuz-Kirah directs us all!”
Empty, ringing noises and dulled hums warped the vacuumous void of space, as the great astral fleets shone with tumultuous lights and crackling sparks.
“Initiate the disruptor.”
Glitching, distorting vortexes of Thanych energy erupted from nothing across the stellar region as the countless legions of ships prepared for launch. Great energies flashed and crackled as they powered up for the voyage, ready to be splintered and scattered across dimensions and multiverses.
From the edges of the awesome fleet came entire blue suns that served as points of which an expansive pyramid of energy had assembled. The all-enveloping energy field had swallowed them in an interstellar flood of radiation as each and every Fuuz-Kirah vessel had their systems compromised in various manners.
“Administrator, it is done.” Said Raa.
In the blink of an eye, the fleets had disappeared as the vortexes closed.
“And so we take their fleets and their star legions.” The Administrator said as they fled in a sleek crystal starship. “May our realignment succeed. Return to Kvetych.”
“So, Yi-Vel is no more, Administrator Szvel-Than?”
“You joke poorly, Raa.” Szvel-Than hummed a horrible laugh. “Poorly.”
The suns went supernova, covering their escape in a barrage of vibrant light brimming with star debris. As they almost destroyed the Absolutum starbase, a huge hole within the immense structure revealed the Vynhari. Nphki-Zhel stood defiant with eyes of burning hatred, with their staff they repelled the swirling chaotic streams of vibrant star matter that blasted through the void.
“It is no matter.”
Nphki-Zhel’s starcape flew with pride against the winds of annihilation as they implanted their staff into the ground, bracing the death of stars.
“The directive stands.”
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