Retholis eased himself into a chair. It was the exact same one that he sat on when he accepted Admiral Chase’s formal surrender. In front of him was the exact same table, and the room was also the exact same.
The difference now however, was that he and his officers were seated on one half of the circular table. On the other side were holographic mirror images of multiple Federation High Admirals. Among them was High Admiral Kovakis, whose lips were pursed in a modest smile.
The outermost table was filled with all manner of government officials, senators, military leaders, and even members of the Empress’ Counsel. They all watched the proceedings with watchful, eager eyes.
All around the room were a multitude of EyeCasts who were capturing the moment, and were broadcasting it out to the Empire in full. TARDIS console vibes.
Savoth lounged happily among his fellow senators in their favorite secluded drug-fueled hermitage. He slid a fancy mouthpiece through thin lips and inhaled deeply.The tube it was connected to filled with a sparkling purplish smoke, which originated from a small tubular glass oven on the table. Inside of the bulbous oven in the middle were a number of purple flowers slowly turning brown from the intense heat surrounding it.Savoth exhaled with a slow, deep breath before he laid back on his lounge chair.“What’re we gonna do now?” asked the Senator next to him. “The Chosen got utterly destroyed out there.”Savoth groaned in response. The last thing he wanted to do was deal with the mess that Gravoss had pushed into their laps. But there
Eva and Miko stretched out while floating around in the middle of empty space, and looked at Helios from a great distance. Even as far as they were, and through Helios’ rings, they could still feel the sun’s heat.Its warmth bathed them even as they floated in frigid space.Underneath them, hundreds of megameters away was Gaea, spinning away in silence. Billions of lights covered its surface, which somehow gave its brown and dull blue sheen a slice of brilliance.Close to the two of them were their blacked-out D-ranked Federation fighters, which neither had seen for quite a while now. There was a little bit of dust left in the cracks and crevices, which revealed how much they had been neglected.Their EyeCasts floated around them lazily as they relaxed.
The sandy white beach seemed to stretch for miles up and down the coast. On one side of that beach was a crystal clear and sparkling blue ocean. On the other was a sandy stretch of land that turned into a rolling grassland. High above them was a bright blue sky filled with clumps of fluffy white clouds. To call it picturesque was an understatement. Eva and Miko stood on the beach and looked in separate directions, enjoying the sights. They were joined by Pelli and one of his friends from Bellum Aeterna. And although the four of them stood on a beautiful beach, none wore swimsuits. In fact, they were dressed in their regular street clothes. Eva wore her typical black long coat while Miko wore her light blue and grey ensemble. Pelli wore earthy dark browns with some brass accents. His friend, like Miko, wore clothe
The disgusting Ratman’s rusty, jagged sword struck the heavy kite shield over and over. Sparks flew with each blow as the barely-sharp blade left tiny scars and scratches in its wake. The Ratman itself was a fetid, disease-ridden beast-like humanoid. Its fur was matted, its muscles were sinewy, and its eyes were beady. It stank of the ripe combination of urine and rotting meat. How its weapons and armor didn’t disintegrate from direct contact was a complete mystery. Not that Pelli even cared about any of that. His eyes were wild with surprise as he held up his kite shield and blocked blow after blow from the enraged Ratman. And although he was covered head to toe in gleaming plate armor, and wielded a razor-sharp longsword, he was still pushed back heavily.
Pelli looked at the screen intently as he scrolled through the various character classes available to him. Images of their outfits and loadouts were splashed next to their individual growth stats and abilities. All of them looked fun to play, regardless of the scenario they were in. And although the changing room he was currently in was a little cramped, it was more than enough for him to move around. The mirror next to him showed off his current outfit, which was the fully armored Knight. “What if I took a healer class?” He tapped on the Battlepriest class, and his outfit immediately began to change and shift. His plumed helm and plate armor began to fade away, and was replaced with a hooded chain robe. Over top of the chain was a priestly white and gold tabard, and
The penthouse bar was filled with unbridled celebrations later that cycle. It was finally the weekend, and the city’s various denizens needed to finally cut loose after a long week of work. The bar itself sat in the very middle of the place, where a number of bartenders made drink after drink all through the night. Surrounding the edges of the penthouse were numerous tables, some high, some low. They were all pushed up against the large bay windows that surrounded all four sides of the bar itself. Everyone had a clear view of Manhattan, from all angles, in one of the highest buildings in the city. The noise from each of their conversations combined with the too-loud music filled the entire room. Patrons leaned towards each other and talked enthusiastically about their lives, their careers, that awesome new ‘Cast, the state of the Federation, everything. All w
Five jets screamed at maximum throttle eastwards over the Atlantic Ocean, and left the North American coastline far behind. The thrust from their engines caused the water to jet up in the air violently, yet beautifully. The deep blue sky above them turned a deep red the closer it got to the horizon. And as they sped, Sol peeked up and broke the sky into dawn. And even though Helios surrounded it, its light was still bright, and its heat was still felt. The sun unceasingly rose skyward, lit up the sky with brilliant shades of blues and reds, and caused the grey-blue waters of the North Atlantic ocean to sparkle. The pilots watched as Gaea witnessed yet another dawn. Just one more, after billions of them one after the other. Nothing new, but still amazing. Pio wa
The doors to one of thousands of Helios’ Police & Security Stations opened with a SWISH. Like most of the other government buildings in Helios, these were relatively nondescript. Large, unassuming, and plain, they didn’t do much to stand out among the rest. Eva, Miko, and Amal all walked out, followed by a middle-aged man wearing a pressed business outfit. His polished Helios Megacity Police badge hung visibly from his belt, almost like a mark of honor, or pride. On that same belt, on his right hip was his standard-issue sidearm. It didn’t look particularly dangerous, but it was certainly lethal in its own way. Eva turned around to the genial, bespectacled cop, and gave him a smile. “Thanks for your ti