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Whose Opinion Is Right?Opinions. Countless opinions. Countless, countless opinions from the mouths of many.Whose Opinion Is Right? by terraluna5
Whose is right?
Some are informative, some have been thoroughly researched, some are biased.
Some are one-sided, some are all-encompassing, some are full of emotion.
Some are immature, some are childish, some are well-composed.
Some are nonsense, some are stupid, some are outrageous.
Some are extreme, some are full of bile, some are downright crazy.
They come from many sources.
Professors. Analysts. Religious people. Politicians. Philosophers. Writers. Fanatics. Ignorants. Fools. Naysayers. Poets. Experts. Researchers. Everyday people like you and me.
The sources are endless in origin and in scope.
Some are long, some are short.
Some wouldn't last for a single minute.
Some are full of debate.
Some are totally foolish.
Some are the basis for argumentation.
And yet, one great common ground is arrogance.
Arrogance in the belief that my opinion is the right one.
Even if we know it not, our opinions may
ComplacencyTimes of peace.Complacency by terraluna5
Moments of ecstatic bliss.
An age of prosperity.
Glorious. Wonderful. Magnificent. Perfect.
As it should be......
.......for only a moment in time.
Whilst enjoyable, whilst perfect.........
....too much of it can dull the senses.
It can lead to sloth.
It can lead to assumptions.
It can lead to blindness.
It can lead to corruption.
Lowering of the defenses,
neglecting of senses,
dissolving of vigilance.
Too much bliss can lead to all this.
It will lead to this,
and when it does,
they'll make their move.
They who seek to usurp,
who seek to control,
who seek to rule,
they will wait.
They will wait until the target is fat and ripe with bliss,
they will wait until the watcher loses his senses,
they will wait until the guardians fail in their duty,
they will wait until the seed of arrogance takes full bloom,
and then they will make their move.
And once they have done so,
it is quite difficult to uproot them.
Or in the case of health,
they are a disease,
a disease that if l
There Is More To Being Human......There is more to being human.There Is More To Being Human...... by terraluna5
There is more to being human than just living your normal life.
There is more to being human than just adopting your national identity.
There is more to being human than just holding to your chosen faith.
There is more to being human than just believing in your ideals, personal or collective.
There is more to being human than just enjoying the five senses given to you.
There is more to being human than just being a patriot of your country.
There is more to being human than just continuing on in the world.
There is more to being human than just living at home, going to work, and repeating the same routine again and again.
There is more being human than just doing what you normally do in life.
There is more to being human.......
Face Value"Don't judge a book by its cover."Face Value by terraluna5
These words have true meaning in today's world.
For in today's world, many of us have ignored its message.
Too often have many of us observed and accepted something at mere first glance.
Too often have many of us overlooked something in the world, regardless what that something is.
Too often have many of us looked at something simply from its external appearance.
That is where many of us have stopped observing.
That is where many of us go no further.
That is where many of us.....have done something wrong.
You can never take things for granted.
You can never accept things just by their cover.
You absolutely cannot judge something by its simple outward look.
And yet, that's exactly what you do.
Such thinking and doing breeds ignorance.
To look just at the surface means you learn very little or nothing at all.
That is you should not do.
Simply put, to use the aforementioned phrase, "Don't judge a book by its cover."
Delve deeper, go furt
The Blending Of Many Things Is What Makes A HumanWhat is human?The Blending Of Many Things Is What Makes A Human by terraluna5
What does it mean to be a human?
Does it mean to possess unique physical attributes?
Such as a fine body, perfect in shape and purpose?
Does it mean to possess incredible mental abilities?
Such as intelligence, rational thinking, and logic?
Does it mean to possess other unique traits?
Such as emotions, creativity, and imagination?
Does it mean to possess certain ideologies?
Such as faiths, dogmas, and a sense of superiority?
Does it mean to have a soul?
In my opinion, it is all these things.
But many times have people attempted to label humans under a collective of numerous singular beliefs.
That includes many ideologies, religions, faiths, national identities, and other such human constructs.
Racism, patriotism, nationalism, these are but a few of the many types of labels that humans have glorified and worn as badges of honor.
Unfortunately, each is only concerned with the superficial marks of humans and acknowledges very little of what really matters within u
Be Your Own ScribeToo often we live our lives.Be Your Own Scribe by terraluna5
Too often we live our lives too fast.
Too often we live our lives too fast, and we don't slow down to observe the experiences of the day.
We remain addicted to moving fast.
We are too engrossed on the tasks of the day.
We keep living the same day over and over again.
We've become accustomed to being busy all the time.
We may have moments of relaxation and free time, but they are fleeting.
The times where we explore and enjoy the world around us are rare.
So I tell you this: explore yourself.
Not just yourself, either, but.......
.....all the things you do in life.
Record your observations.
Memorize the events of the day well.
See what you have learned from this moment.
In other words...
...Be Your Own Scribe.
Debilitating ArroganceBelieving your race is better than another.Debilitating Arrogance by terraluna5
Thinking that just because you own so many things, things that others can't afford, makes you better.
Blinded by the lure of religious fanaticism into believing that your faith is better than all other faiths and that it is the true faith.
Having earned so much fame and popularity that you fall into the vices that come with such recognition.
Possessing so much wealth that your greed knows no bounds.
Viewing those around you whom you deem less than yourself.
Excessive narcissism to the point of obsession.
Deluded into thinking that nothing bad can to happen you.
Becoming a zealot.
Filled with such extreme fanaticism that you cannot consider anything otherwise.
Refusing to acknowledge truths that threaten your own personal views.
Taking a side and condemning those sides that don't share your ideal.
Bloated with so much power that you think you can do anything you want without consequence.
Falsely believing that you can get away with an
Making Do."We all expect success and rewards to come to us. We make all the necessary efforts, sacrifices, and work to achieve what we want. This, combined with the end goal in sight, ensures the obtainment of our treasures. Yet, for every success, there is also a failure. But there is also a partial victory, a limited success that gives you only a few resources to work with. Here is where your mettle and endurance are tested. You can either whine and complain about the less-than-satisfactory rewards you've received, or you can accept them and work with them to gain even more rewards in life. Hence the term, "making do with what you have."Making Do. by terraluna5
"So......will you complain.......or will you make do with the resources at hand?"
Two Worlds Collide: Chapter 34“It is said that there are only a few lights in the darkness of the void that can shine bright and true in the universe. Suns, vibrant and strong, are chief amongst these shining celestial beacons. Supernovas, when in action, blaze with coronas of light as bright and deadly as those of suns. There are other celestial bodies in the galaxy that can shine with such intensity that they leave the dark of the universe with light and color. But none could match the great light that would cover an entire star system……..a light that was only seen once in the stars, so long ago.”Two Worlds Collide: Chapter 34 by terraluna5
“Light is the herald of hope and truth in many a myth and belief, and this is true for the light that shall herald the return of a mother world and her children to the celestial realm proper. This light shall, for a long time, occur only twice in history, and it shall be unknown to all save those who bore witness to its luminous glory this day.”
“It is a moment
Thought of the Day #152"How the mind is so vast in its understanding and complexity."Thought of the Day #152 by terraluna5
Thought of the Day #151"Numerous times have I seen videos and news of grown-up people do stupid things for equally stupid reasons, or simply throw immature tantrums that are even worse than a child's, if possible! Some, of course, are due to an adult's upbringing or if they have some sort of disorder. This is understandable. But for those who simply lack common sense and self-control, and just top off in crazy fits.......makes me wonder if some people, SOME, are even stupider or less intelligent than animals. Animals aren't stupid, though; they're instinctive. There's a difference between that and stupidity."Thought of the Day #151 by terraluna5
Thought of the Day #150"To stop for a while and do some personal introspection of oneself is a healthy thing for anyone to do. You can think of this as your own personal checkup."Thought of the Day #150 by terraluna5
Thought of the Day #149"Without information or knowledge, you really can't do anything, and so you are helpless."Thought of the Day #149 by terraluna5
Thought of the Day #148"We humans learn new lessons every day, but unfortunately, we can regress to the old ways of mischief. And so, we relearn our lessons, but with a lesser chance of success, though this isn't always the case."Thought of the Day #148 by terraluna5
Thought of the Day #147"The modern world, in my opinion, revolves around these institutions: governments, society, culture, national and regional identities, and the top three: industry, economy, and military."Thought of the Day #147 by terraluna5
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“It is said that there are only a few lights in the darkness of the void that can shine bright and true in the universe. Suns, vibrant and strong, are chief amongst these shining celestial beacons. Supernovas, when in action, blaze with coronas of light as bright and deadly as those of suns. There are other celestial bodies in the galaxy that can shine with such intensity that they leave the dark of the universe with light and color. But none could match the great light that would cover an entire star system……..a light that was only seen once in the stars, so long ago.”
“Light is the herald of hope and truth in many a myth and belief, and this is true for the light that shall herald the return of a mother world and her children to the celestial realm proper. This light shall, for a long time, occur only twice in history, and it shall be unknown to all save those who bore witness to its luminous glory this day.”
“It is a moment I am honored to witness and a memory which I shall remember with pride. This was the day.”
“The day Holy Terra returned from nothingness.”
For the second time in long millennia, a bright white light enveloped a vast swathe of outer space. A light so bright it outshone even the burning fury of the sun itself. From that light would nine worlds emerge reborn and returned to the cosmos, and of all the nine, one would be changed most of all.
For one group, it would be the culmination of a plan centuries in the making that now bore fruit in the form of its intended world returning to the cosmos, whole and unsullied by the darkness. For another, it would mean the end of a long period of isolation and ignorance, along with the revelation and integration into a larger universe, one completely unknown to them. They would learn or they would die.
Odette and Derek, like all the others, were subjected to the brightness of the light that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Like their fellow royals, both were mesmerized and a little repulsed by the presence of the strange glyph-engraved black pillar that had appeared prior to the event. They had heard Ahriman speak of how it was this pillar, along with other strange means, that successfully covered the entire Earth and solar system within another realm of existence, one out of the normal flow of space and time, keeping it safe from a truly horrifying enemy. Unfortunately, both the prince and princess were among the number of royals who understood little of Ahriman’s explanation. Such things as ancient technology, metaphysics, and advanced sciences were all but unknown to them; they only grasped the world around them in a medieval sense. Only Serenity, the Senshi, and a rare few of the other royals were familiar with strange devices that to the others seemed magical.
Their confusion was of little importance, however. Odette and Derek were observing a truly momentous event, one that would shock them beyond their imaginations. For they, along with the others, would be witness to physical wonders that had always been there, both within and above their home, unseen and watchful.
Finally, after what seemed like an age, the bright light ended, and vanished away into nothingness.
“What…..what was that light?” It was Mina, Sailor Venus, who asked that question. She and all the other royals and Senshi were still a little entranced and blinded by the light they had seen, but slowly they started to recover. Her question was quickly answered with another cryptic response. “The end of Terra’s long isolation, Senshi of Love.” It was the warrior known as Garro who answered, his massive sword held out in front of him, the point down on the steel floor. “The light signaled the end of our homeworld’s exile within the protective realm we created, and now it has returned to its rightful place in the galaxy.”
“What do you mean?” said Belle, the young princess just as confused as all the other foreign royals. “It sounds as if you’re saying something wonderful has happened.” In response, the Astartes beside Garro nodded, but did not turn to address Belle directly, though he spoke. “Something wonderful has indeed happened, Princess Belle.” It was Ahriman, the first of the giants the royals had met, who spoke. “But more importantly, this is a momentous occasion, a grand event that will be remembered in memory only, for the wider galaxy at large will never know of what has occurred here. Simply put, Earth has been released from the pocket dimension which I spoke of earlier, the realm within the realm that served as our planet’s inviolable defense against the taint of Chaos. It is the same with all the other worlds and moons of our solar system. Mars, Venus, Jupiter, Saturn, all of them were subjected to the same process of transition as Earth, and now they are returned to us whole.”
“I see.” said Belle, understanding somewhat the explanation of Ahriman, but not completely. Still, it was enough to leave her content, and she nodded her thanks in return. The other royals, however, were still confused, but Ahriman would not give them any further explanation. He now turned and directed his gaze at the confused group, saying, “Simple explanation will not suffice. It is better to show than explain to you what I mean. You will all see what we,” he waved a hand at his fellow Astartes commanders, “have done, in short time. Now come. We are heading for the bridge.”
So did the royal entourage follow the mass of giants back to the chamber entrance, each left with questions unanswered.
The bridge of the Severian looked very similar to that of the Thonis, sharing more or less the same construction and design. It shared the same vast space, and by now the royals knew that the Gothic style was standard among the ships of the strangers, seeing the same arches, pillars, and statues so reminiscent of that archaic time period. Most of the open space was dominated by a lowered amphitheater sunk below the floor level, descending tiers filled with naval crewmen and officers who gazed over glowing screens filled with information or made notations in small pads of parchment or looked over the scrolling information of the strange handheld devices which Ahriman had called data-slates.
Like the Thonis, the Severian also possessed an immense construct in the center where the captain of the ship could direct the activity, and in turn, the vessel with commanding authority, but unlike her sister ship, the Severian had a significantly raised dais upon which lay four pillars and adjacent stairs that led to an immense pulpit above. The pulpit was made of fine wood layered with golden filigree lining, the symbol of the inverted Omega, the Ultima, located in the center, forged of beaten gold and displaying swept wings of marble. Like every other station of the Severian’s bridge, the pulpit also had the same glow that could only come from the countless screens around its frontal end. It was the only raised platform in the entire bridge, save for a jutting piece of decked architecture, a clerestory of sorts, which hung silently above. It was also the only part of the bridge bereft of any ornamentation, efficiency prioritized before beauty. The royals could only wonder at what lay above behind the darkened windows of that closed area.
As they looked around the bridge, taking in the sights, Calgar, the one clad in blue and gold armor, strode up the steps to take his place in the pulpit. Once he reached the top, he placed an armored palm in the center of the pulpit. A green light shone beneath and an instant later, transparent images began to form in front of him. The royals stared in amazement as the screens revealed scrolling numbers, script, and lines moving in patterns, all of which Calgar absorbed with a studious eye. When he finished reading the information in front of him and nodded in satisfaction, he relayed a command, “Vox-master.” he said. An instant later, a voice to the left side of the bridge answered in turn. “My lord?”
“Send a message to all ships on the general vox channel.” Calgar instructed the vox-master. “Message is: all ships are to continue on course towards Terra and make dock for repairs. Flag is to be transferred to the Thonis.” At that, Calgar turned his head towards Ahriman, locking gazes with his counterpart. In response, Ahriman gave a nod of consent, adding his voice to the conversation. “I second my brother’s orders, vox-master. Relay to my ship that the Thonis is to assume command and follow Lord Calgar’s order. Execute at once, please.”
“Yes, lord. Message will be sent at once.” the vox-master replied, the royals now seeing a man, barely a youth, manning a station at the far left of the bridge. His console was filled with varied apparatus of strange design. Princess Belle actually recognized one of those devices; a hollow bronze tube through which a person could speak and receive messages, the sound traveling through the tube to another intended destination. Voice tubes. she thought. Like the ones we use at my castle to communicate across distances. It was surprising for her, as well as many of the other royals, to see such similar technology here amid a strange ship, suggesting commonality between their peoples.
As the vox-master went about his orders, Calgar gave out his next command. “Helmsmaster. Come about and bring the Severian out of formation. Set course for Luna. I have something to show our guests.” The helmsmaster, a young man standing in front of another console that had glowing buttons and screens upon it, obeyed. His hands moved expertly upon the console in a fashion akin to that of someone moving a wheel, and as he moved, so did the ship move away from the battered fleet and straight for Luna, Earth’s moon. Meanwhile, Calgar finally stepped down from his pulpit, his place of control, and took his place beside his fellow brethren once more. They all turned their gazes upon the royals, who were still not over the awe and shock they felt over having seen such tall titans and enduring their intense scrutiny. “Can any among you,” said Ahriman, “guess as to why we are headed for the moon instead of the Earth?”
Most of the royals just gave silent nods of no; only a few actually spoke their answers. “No, my lord. I don’t know why.” replied Jasmine, and she added, “Though I think it has something to do with that odd pillar and the bright light we all saw afterwards.”
“The princess is quite astute in her thinking.” said Tu’Shan, the red-eyed black titan acknowledging his respect of Jasmine’s intuitive thinking with a nod. “You are correct, princess, in your thinking. That light you saw did not just affect Earth, our shared homeworld, but every other world and satellite object in this solar system. There are things, objects, and places within each of the nine worlds and scattered celestial bodies that were hidden from your eyes, and now they have been revealed, thanks to the light and its effect.”
“Which is?” asked Trista, the Senshi of Time just as curious as the others. It was Ahriman who answered yet again. “That the light was able to conceal the objects of which we speak through arcane means of science. That included hiding said objects behind veils of artificially-made cloaks of invisibility, as well as using certain forms of energy to create false illusions to fool walking passerby, and placing them within pocket dimensions that shared the same time and space as that of our world, to name a few. It is very difficult for many of you to understand what I am saying, save for the few among you who are familiar with such advanced sciences. So, in the simplest context I can put such a complicated explanation in, something I should have said a long time ago, we essentially used a magic of sorts to conceal our presence throughout your entire world, and in turn, the whole solar system. And you never knew we were there.”
Finally, the answer they all sought was here. Granted, Ahriman had explained himself, his motives, and how the concealment was so well-hidden a long time ago, but the words used were far beyond the understanding of many of the royals. Now, with this simpler explanation, they all understood at last what he meant. Magic was indeed used, though it was not the kind of magic the royals were thinking of.
“So this magic was used to hide you?” said Merida, the young princess of DunBroch now understanding Ahriman’s explanation. “Was it magic like the witch who I met used?” Everyone among the royals understood Merida’s tale; some time ago, Merida embarked upon a quest to find a spell to change her fate, for back then, her mother was adamant that Merida was to be married to one of the sons of the three major clans of DunBroch- Dingwall, Macintosh, and MacGuffin. Merida wanted nothing to do with marriage and had severely damaged the relationship between herself and her mother, and so in a desperate gambit, she discovered an old witch who lived as a wood carver, and essentially struck a deal there: Merida would buy the witch’s entire wood carvings if the witch crafted a spell for the princess to use for the changing of her fate. The witch had complied, conjuring up a sweet cake with the spell within, and Merida had used it. But the results were not what she expected; instead of granting her control of her fate, Merida discovered the spell had a curse, turning her mother and three younger brothers into bears. They would remain bears forever if Merida did not break the spell by the end of the second sunrise, giving her only a day to complete the quest. So did Merida embark on a journey to find a way to break the spell, but she was unsuccessful. In the end, it took the forgiveness of Merida, her compassion, and her humility to break the spell, and her family was restored. Since then, Merida had been averse to magic, though she didn’t hate it at all.
In response, Ahriman nodded his head and said, “Like I said, it was magic of sorts, Princess Merida, but it was more powerful than any spell that witch you speak of could ever hope to muster.” Confusion was in many of the royals’ faces as Ahriman explained further. “There is an ancient saying, written in a book millennia old which is in my keeping.” So saying, he quoted the following. “’The first rule of the mysteries is that there is always someone out there stronger and more powerful than you.’” Extending his arms outward, Ahriman then asked, “Look before you. Do you not see the living example of that rule?”
It was quite true; many of the royals had seen Ahriman in battle, and his skill was honed to a knife edge. Belle had remembered seeing him dive in front of a huddled mass of terrified civilians during the battle at Crystal Tokyo, protecting them from five armored giants like him, those evil-clad brutes seeking to butcher the innocents apart. Ahriman had denied them, wielding his bladed staff and curved blade with all the skill of a master warrior. In only a minute or so, he had killed all five of the evil giants, each dead from an expertly done slash of his twin blades. Belle had never seen such incredible battle skills in all her life, and it had left her awestruck.
Likewise, Jasmine had also seen Ahriman in battle, this time within the eastern courtyard of the Crystal Palace itself. The courtyard and its vast underground network served as a safe haven for citizens of Crystal Tokyo to come and take shelter in, but during the battle, it had been compromised. Jasmine flinched visibly as she remembered the terrible thing she saw back then, the horrid creature she beheld making its presence known in the eastern courtyard. It was a sinuous thing, a monster of perfectly feminine shape and equally perfect disgust. Three times taller than a human, the creature was completely naked save for a loincloth around its waist. Three sets of female breasts protruded from its chest, and the creature had twin sets of arms, two of which ended in a serrated blade-like limb and crab-like vice. The head……..Jasmine shuddered once more at remembering its horrible shape, for the head was long and smooth, crowned with multiple horns of fine ivory, yet the face upon the head was androgynous in nature and utterly beautiful in a seductive way. She remembered hearing the creature’s titillating laughs and giggles as it carved a murderous path through the panicking civilians in its path; what revolted her more was seeing that the monster, the daemon, killed so many innocent people with a sadistic sense of pleasure, slowly killing many of those poor people with the most torturous wounds that inflicted the greatest amount of pain. She did not know back then how she could stand seeing such an atrocity, and how much longer she could endure.
And then Jasmine beheld a lone figure, Ahriman himself, stride forth towards the malevolent daemon whilst everyone else, even his own warrior-brethren, fled away from the creature. He alone had faced the monster, and Jasmine remembered seeing his incredible skill in magic, for Ahriman fought not with physical weaponry, but his mind. The creature had swung its blade towards him, but Ahriman had erected a magic shield around his body that blocked the blow. In response, the beast swung its sword once more, this time towards a group of civilians who hadn’t gotten far enough away from danger, but yet again Ahriman reacted quickly, aiming his hand at the innocents and waving it once. Jasmine beheld the group of people- men, women, and children- suddenly vanish in a bright flash of light…..and then reappear across the other side of the courtyard, well out of harm’s way. And then Jasmine saw Ahriman swing his staff……..and daemon suddenly thrown back violently by a blast of white energy and an unseen kinetic force that sent the creature out of the courtyard, Ahriman in hot pursuit. What she saw next was amazing; a dance of light played out beyond the palace, sometimes blue and white, other times being amethyst and gold. In the end, everyone had heard the cry, or rather shriek, of anguish and loss of the creature, and Jasmine had known that Ahriman had defeated the monster, and defeated it quickly. She remembered seeing him stride back to the courtyard to the cheers of the people, thanking him for saving their lives. And then she remembered him suddenly leap high- impossibly high- and somehow fly across the courtyard, over the palace, and back into the raging battle. Jasmine had never seen such mastery of magical skill.
Yes, indeed, Ahriman was the perfect example of someone who was much more powerful than others, and virtually everyone murmured agreement at his words.
“My lord Calgar.” the voice of the helmsman sounded, bringing everyone’s attention back to the present. They beheld Calgar acknowledge the young crewman and heard the man say, “We are on final approach to Luna. Ten thousand kilometers and closing.” Calgar, in turn, replied, “Very good, helmsman. Slow the ship down to one-quarter speed. Vox-master, notify Port Luna of our arrival and request to initiate engine repairs as soon as possible. I also want all docking stations prepared and on standby immediately. We will staying at Luna only for a short while before resuming our course to Terra.”
His orders relayed, Calgar turned his attention back to Ahriman and the gathered royals, new looks of confusion writ upon their faces. “You have questions.” he said, turning his gaze upon Serenity. “I’ll answer yours first, my queen.”
“Yes. Why did you call the moon ‘Port Luna’? The moon was where I came from, where I was born. It was a barren wasteland, save for the beautiful city where I once lived in. No one’s lived on the moon for millennia since.” As all the royals and Astartes leaders present knew, Serenity and the ruling leadership of Crystal Tokyo, including the Senshi themselves, were originally from a kingdom located on the moon that existed thousands of years past, now long since dead. It was also known as the Silver Millennium, and was also destroyed by the same enemy that struck Crystal Tokyo in the present time. Beryl had lived back then and sworn her allegiance to the energetic lifeform known as Queen Metalia, the non-corporeal being granting the woman unimaginable powers of evil and darkness with which to destroy that peaceful kingdom of old. In response, the queen of that time, Queen Serenity- and Neo-Queen Serenity’s mother- used the vast power of the Silver Crystal to both seal away the being Metalia, and send her daughter, the prince Endymion (now king), and all of the Senshi into the distant future to be reborn on Earth, where they would regain their memories and resume their duty as the sacred guardians of Earth and the whole of the solar system. Since that time, and the establishment of Crystal Tokyo and the new Silver Millennium on Earth thousands of years ago, no one had ever ventured to the moon again, and it has remained a barren white gem staring down upon the fertile Earth ever since.
“It is because Earth’s moon was already inhabited long before you and your kingdom came into being, my queen.” Another voice answered. It was Garro, the knight-errant striding forth to stand in front of Serenity as the moon grew larger and larger beyond the Severian’s viewport. He continued with his explanation. “For tens of thousands of years, the moon has seen exploration and colonization by our distant ancestors and eventually became its own world, with a population numbering in the billions. All that was swept away during the cataclysmic days of the Age of Strife, and when our fledgling empire reclaimed Luna in the name of our Emperor, we turned it into the greatest bastion and fortress ever constructed. Luna has remained so since then, a fortress among the stars and the ever-watchful guardian of sacred Terra.”
This new information was slow to take in. Every one of the royals and Senshi had lived under the belief that nobody was inhabiting the moon, or that there were any man-made constructs whatsoever. The moon was just that, a barren, lifeless rock that shone beautifully under the night sky. What Garro had said just now contradicted all that belief. A fortress in the stars? Before any of the royals could ask anymore, they were preempted by Loken, the white-clad warrior with the wolf’s emblem pointing out to the viewport and the sight beyond.
“Look before you.” he said. “See the truth with your own eyes.”
The pale white orb of the moon loomed before the huddled group, becoming ever larger whilst shining its serene beauty upon the interior of the Severian’s bridge as the vessel neared ever closer to its destination. All of the royals and Senshi were closest to the panoramic glass viewport that dominated the front end of the bridge and gave a clear view of the space beyond. Many, such as Giselle, Anna, and Eugene, were peering out into the void, their eyes focused and observant with eagerness as well as apprehension. Others, such as Cinderella, Merida, and Jasmine were less enthusiastic and more worried about what new sight they would see, a sight that would no doubt tear down another piece of their world. Those who were of sounder mind, judgment, and maturity- such as Belle and Serenity- kept their peace and watched with patience as the moon grew closer to them, awaiting the new wonders that they would see.
For a few more agonizing minutes, they all waited. And waited…..and waited….
“Look there!” piped Snow White, her marble arm suddenly shooting out and pointing at the moon. “What’s that? It looks like…..a cross.” Everyone else followed Snow White’s arm and the direction at which it was pointed, squinting their eyes to see what she saw. For another few moments they could see nothing, but as the moon grew larger in their vision they beheld…….
“What is that?” said Amy, the young Senshi of Water now staring in amazement, wonder, and shock at the slowly forming twin lines that bisected the moon.
“What are those lines?” Amara added, the Senshi of Wind just as perplexed as her fellow Senshi upon seeing the two lines that divided the moon into four parts, like the cardinal points of a graph or compass.
“And the lights! I see so many lights on the dark side!” the Senshi of Love, Mina, nearly shouted, her voice raised in shock at seeing so many distant white lights peppered amidst the vast blackness that was the dark side of the moon. They were lights that shone and flickered like little candles in an infinite void.
These weren’t the only shocked questions that spilled from the royals’ mouths; everyone was now talking in a myriad of emotions, ranging from excitement to wonder to shock, even fear. For they beheld not only two long black lines that halved the moon both horizontally and vertically, but they also saw strange objects in the void floating at high orbit, arrested by the moon’s gravity, and also the many thousands of little white lights that shone upon the dark side of the moon. What were these new things they were seeing?
Slowly these strange things resolved into clearer focus and the royals saw in complete wonderment at all the many objects that inhabited…….and violated the moon’s serenity.
To the upper right of her vision, Hotaru beheld a man-made construct of steel and iron. Wrought in the shape of a cross, the construct was designed like a castle, one that floated in the void of space. Like the Severian, the Thonis, and all the other Imperial ships she had seen, the castle-construct was designed with a mix of medievalism and religious architecture; she could see bastions, ramparts, and high steel walls, all of them clad in Gothic imagery and artistry. Gargoyles, hooded angels, tinted windows of glass, spires, the works. But Hotaru saw the advanced technology as well, seeing whole walls lined with immense cannons that pointed outwards into space, antennas and dishes with technologies wrought upon them, metal arms that stretched out past the construct, some having starships docked alongside them, and even small flights of craft flying soundlessly in the void, in perfect formation.
Anna and Elsa stared in amazement as a small cluster of floating spheres moved in the darkness, moving in perfect synchronicity with one another. Each sphere had a line bisecting them into upper and lower halves, with small spikes of iron branching out like thorns. Every sphere had two holes carved out upon their metal, moving independently. The young royals could see bright red light shine in the orifices, and it left them with the sensation that these spheres were some sort of defenses to guard against enemies. How they knew this, they could not say.
Princess Belle and Prince Adam looked above them, seeing another metal construct, one that to them looked like the roots of a tree, albeit mechanical both in nature and design. Each branch extended outwards, and the prince and princess could see several ships like the Severian hover at rest alongside a few of the branches, as if they were at anchor. This made both think that this strange construct was some sort of dock, and the ships lying there were at port.
But it was Serenity, Endymion, and Rini who were the most shocked at all. Their eyes were focused upon the main sight: the twin lines of black that carved up the moon into four equidistant halves.
Rini stared at the vertical line that divided the moon from left to right. She saw the same bright lights that shone upon the southern half of the moon echoed upon this black line, now so close that the princess could see shapes upon that great line that gave it immense detail. Despite the distance, Rini surmised that the great line upon the moon had to be massive in size. At least the size of a valley, she thought. With all the technology and science I’ve seen these Imperials wield, I wouldn’t be surprised if they could build even greater things, and on the moon no less!
Her father, King Endymion, was likewise staring in wonder at the line too. He could see all the white lights shining from top to bottom, and he started again as he beheld some of those lights moving of their own accord, some rising up and some descending deeper and deeper into the line until they were out of sight. They looked like bright stars, but since the Imperials had proven to the royals that space travel was completely possible, Endymion’s mind ran into overdrive and thought the following. Ships. Those were ships I saw, and they went deep into that……that line. Which means it’s huge down there, if it’s dug so deep into the moon’s rock and stone.
Serenity, however, was not seeing the vertical line that divided the moon in half. She instead saw the second line, the horizontal line that also seemed to divide the moon into upper and lower halves. But it wasn’t. Unlike the vertical line, the horizontal line extended further and further out into space, giving the impression of girdling the moon like a gigantic hoop in space. It was then that Serenity realized, It’s not on the moon itself. This line is actually one giant ring, a ring made of metal and technology! And it’s floating in space! Yes indeed; Serenity was seeing a man-made orbital ring girdle the world of her birth, just like the natural meteors and dust that together made up the rings of Saturn, Hotaru’s homeworld.
This and more were all the new artificial things and constructs that the royals beheld upon the Earth’s moon.
“Now you see.” said Garro, the knight-errant gazing out into the void and seeing Luna in all its true glory. “You see the moon, Luna, for what it truly is. A fortress among the stars. Our homeworld’s silent and ceaseless protector.”
“You mean,” Cinderella said quietly, her voice rising slowly, “that all those things out there- all those lights, all those metal machines, were put there by you?” This time it was Dantioch, the giant shod in burnished iron and black, who spoke. “Not by us originally, Princess Cinderella.” his slightly mechanical reply sounded. “Our human ancestors of ages past used the moon during their earliest explorations of the void beyond, using their gestalt knowledge of science and technology to build habitats and stations on the moon millennia ago. We have only added to the moon’s burden by adding our own fortresses as well.”
“It’s…..it’s impossible to believe……” breathed Triton, the sea-king just as amazed as his human kin. “I never thought humans would be so…..so advanced. I always viewed the land-dwellers as barbarians.” Some of the royals, even a few of the Astartes, bristled a little at the sea-king’s blunt words. Fortunately, a voice of calm intervened before things got out of hand. “You are right in a way, King Triton.” said Ahriman, the wise Astartes intervening quickly. “Humanity has a savage side to it, due to our insatiable need for power, resources, and recognition, as well as our pride and hubris. But there are many good traits to us, my king, as well as our intelligence and ability to learn. You have seen this human ingenuity and good will in action, great king, in your son-in-law.”
“Quite true.” Triton replied, remembering the noble deed his son-in-law Eric did upon saving Ariel’s life and the sea itself from Ursula’s short-lived tyrannical rule. “That moment of selflessness convinced me of the fact that humans were not truly barbaric and evil, and it’s why I let go of my fear of humans. But still, to see all this,” he gestured at the great vista before them all, “I knew nothing of this. I knew nothing of humanity’s incredible skill and knowledge. This is…..far beyond anything I could ever have imagined, even in my wildest dreams.”
“It is beyond anything that any of you could have imagined,” added Loken, addressing all the royals, “and it is only natural that you would all know nothing of this, for we of the Imperium worked very hard to conceal our presence from you. We wanted your development to be slow and natural; to reveal ourselves prematurely would throw your lives in great disarray, perhaps even worse than what has happened to you in the past few days.” His words, being truthful to the point, could not be refuted, and the royals had to agree with that. However, they only listened to Loken with half-open ears, for their attention was still drawn to the moon and all the machines populating its rock and space.
“It’s beautiful in a way, isn’t it?” Tarvitz asked them, the starlight reflecting beautifully on the purple and gold armor he wore. There was many a head nodding in agreement among the royals. Tarvitz decided to indulge them further by gesturing to Astelan, the wing-helmed titan understanding what to do. “You should know,” the dark-clad giant began, “that the black line which cuts the moon vertically has a name.”
“It does?” said Giselle, the princess of Andalasia ready and waiting in wonder for the answer. Astelan nodded in turn, saying. “It is called the Circuit. It is essentially a long line of steel and iron stretching out across the moon. It is an artificially-built canyon the size of a valley, long and wide, not to mention it burrows deep beneath the earth, levels upon levels of rooms and chambers built underneath the moon’s crust.”
“Really?” asked Trista, the Senshi of Time more or less in control of her shock than the others. “What kind of rooms and chambers?” In response, the iron-masked Dantioch gave his answer. “To say their word and purpose would confuse you easily, but in the most basic sense, there are whole forges, foundries, construction areas, and mines covering every square inch of the Circuit, all of it geared towards the production of machines, weapons, and ships to feed the Imperium’s constant needs. Imagine thousands upon thousands upon thousands of blacksmiths working at their forges day and night without rest, tens of thousands of miners working deep beneath the moon’s earth without cease, and artificers working their craft without end, and you will grasp the simplest idea of what I explained to you just now.”
Dantioch’s words certainly had that effect upon all the royals and Senshi, many of which couldn’t even picture the idea of infinite lines of metalworkers working at their toil without rest and in endless, endless industry. Nor could they imagine all the wondrous machines that would come out of such backbreaking work and toil; it was too vast and too great for them to imagine. They could only grasp but the slightest idea of what Dantioch had said to them, and he knew it. Beside him, his fellow warrior-engineer and war-savant Alexis Polux stood and observed the wondrous looks of the royals. He could tell this was leaving them all in complete awe and more, if they could endure even more.
“The Circuit is not the only thing that leaves you all in wonder, my lords and ladies.” he said to them, pointing at the great ring of iron that surrounded the moon. “I’m sure you’re wondering about the ring orbiting the moon.” Once again, nods answered his words, as well as a few voices. “Yeah.” said Lita, the Senshi of Thunder just as dumbstruck as the others. “How did you build such a place in outer space?”
“With the same advanced knowledge of science and engineering that this ship uses to fly and move.” Polux answered. “Senshi of Thunder, and Senshi of Water,” he added Amy to the discussion, “know that the collective knowledge and intelligence of our race is far greater than you believed, and the proof lies before you. We of the Imperium built the orbital ring from enormous amounts of raw materials mined from the moon. It took us over half a century to finish the construct, and it has orbited Luna ever since.”
“It’s full of foundries and workshops too?” Amy asked, observing the orbital ring with a studious ring, and Polux nodded before answering, “Yes, Senshi of Water. The orbital ring also has its own machine shops and forges to build and build machines without end, but its main purpose is to harbor ships as well as construct them. So in that sense, the orbital ring was built to become a shipyard instead of a foundry.”
“A shipyard?” asked Prince Eric, the maritime prince quite interested. “So all those strange tubes and lines that extend from the ring are ship docks?” Again Polux nodded yes. “Yes, my prince. They are docks for ships to make port in, as well as for undergoing resupply and repair. There are also plenty of construction yards for the building of new starships. You can actually see one to your left, and it seems the ship they’re building is almost finished.” Everyone followed Polux’s outstretched right finger as he pointed down and to the left; they could see an open complex of steel house a nearly-finished starship of similar make and design as that of the Severian. The royals could see the distant sparks of fire, and the silent moving of steel hulls as the unseen work crews carefully put them into place around the ship’s frame. Polux was right about the ring being a shipyard.
Before anyone else could ask more questions, the stentorian voice of Lord Calgar rang out, quelling any more voices before they spoke. “My esteemed guests,” he said, “with great respect I must ask you to move to the exits. We are about to make dock at the ring, and I would like you to be at the nearest exit.”
“What for?” asked Belle. In turn, Calgar gave a low smile and said, “Why, so you can see the wonders of Luna’s shipyards and foundries in even greater detail.” That convinced them all, and they all made for the bridge exit.
A short time later, the Severian finally made port at Luna’s orbital ring. The royals, already waiting in one of the spacious docking bays with their Astartes protectors, saw the whole network of tubes, power, and teamwork needed to safely guide a gargantuan ship into its berth. They beheld tiny ships resembling a short cylinder with flames bursting from their rear attach long cables and begin to tug the Severian into position. They beheld the immense network of tubes, cables, struts, and decks that comprised the vast orbital ring; now that they were up close, the royals saw the vast complexity and advanced technology from which the ring was built. The docking process was slow and quiet, but eventually the Severian completed its docking sequence.
The royals then saw a rectangular tube extend out from one of the ring’s numerous entry points, slowly moving out in the void to make contact with the docking bay’s doors. They heard hissing sounds and blaring noises, some of the Astartes explaining what the sounds meant; the hissing was the sound of gas and air filling the tube passageway with pressure so as to make it breathable within, whilst the blaring horns were indicators that the preparations were complete. An instant later, the doors opened, and the royals went forward with the other warriors, engineers, and crewmen sent with them.
What they saw within the orbital ring amazed them.
The Senshi beheld an immense chamber extending for what seemed like miles. Resembling a canyon, the chamber was a place of industry; they saw huge cranes moving, giant furnaces burning with molten metal, and moving lines filled with machines performing constant work and manufacture of even more machines.
Snow White and Prince Florian saw to their left a procession of individuals swathed in robes of rust-red move towards them. Snow White, in her naivete, raised a hand and began to say hello, but the individuals ignored them. Only when the procession was right next to the royals did Snow White and her husband see the…….strangeness of the individuals. Many had pipes, thin wires, and strange machines literally attached to their pale bodies, and the machine-men spoke an odd “language”, one that consisted of quick beeping sounds and droning mechanical noises. The two individuals at the front held an open book and burning censer, respectively. It was the machine-man who held the book that spoke normally, but even then he spoke a strange human language unfamiliar to the royals. Snow White caught some of the words spoken by the machine-man.
“DEUS MACHINA MAGNA, BENEDICTE NOSTRUM FACTUM SACRA. DONATUM NOS ESPRITIUS MACHINA…….”
As for the machine-man holding the censer, it was Florian who smelled the burning incense within. Having been at Agrabah during royal visits numerous times, he was familiar with a few of the herbal smells. He smelled jasmine, myrrh, and frankincense burning. Part of him wondered why they were filling the chamber with incense, but mostly he was still in awe at seeing all these strange wonders before him.
Eric, meanwhile, looked out from an arched glass window that stretched up to the ceiling, and beheld a wondrous spectacle: seeing a ship, a starship, being produced. Eric was no stranger to seeing seafaring ships being constructed in shipyards, but he was used to seeing woodcarvers, carpenters, and engineers use simple tools and immense amounts of wood, rope, and other such materials to construct a ship. This, on the other hand, was completely different. Eric could not fathom how a star-faring vessel could be built out in the coldness of space, as Ahriman had told the entire entourage earlier that no living being could survive the cold and airlessness of the void. Eric had never even known that the space between the stars was incapable of supporting life, so this was a new piece of knowledge for him to take in. And yet…….he couldn’t understand how all the people he was seeing outside, floating in the void, survive in such a hostile environment, yet there they were, carrying immense steel panels, performing work on fitting ship parts of strange design, and moving immense metal devices that seemed to fit the ship together piece by piece. Eric had so many questions to ask later, for while he didn’t recognize the types of materials and technology used in the building of a ship, he could definitely recognize the construction of a ship when he saw one, even if this ship was capable of traveling stars instead of seas.
As for Princess Belle, she beheld the titan Calgar stride forth to speak with a tall individual swathed in robes of rust-red like his mechanical brethren, only this strange person was literally covered in so many pieces of machinery that his humanity was virtually non-existent; Belle couldn’t even see the…….man’s face. Numerous mechanical arms, some large and some small, hovered about his person, and when Belle looked down she gave a light gasp, for the man had no feet. In fact his body wasn’t even touching the ground, somehow floating above it by just a few inches. At first Belle wondered if this was some magic, but she then remembered all the wondrous machines she and the others had seen and heard of the word technology, which essentially meant tools and devices invented by intelligent beings to help with their daily tasks. At least that was the gist of the definition, but Belle realized that it was some form of technology unknown to her that enabled the machine-man to float effortlessly off the ground. She heard Calgar speak to it and the man answered in flat, toneless replies. Belle heard Calgar name the man “Magos”, coming to believe it was a formal title, just as she was a princess. She heard the giant in blue report the damages to his ship and request to begin immediate repairs to the engines so that they could depart quickly. The magos, in turn, gave his reply and promised to begin at once.
This and more are what the royals saw whilst in their short stay aboard the strange machine ring in orbit around Luna.
“My lord,” a voice- a human one- called out to the gathered assembly at one of the airlocks that led back into the Severian, the royals now knowing the function of the strange metal umbilical passages that connected the enormous ship to the even larger orbital ring. They all turned to behold one of the Severian’s crew, clad in his well-pressed blue and gold uniform, walk calmly towards them, a glowing data-slate in his hand. Calgar strode forth to acknowledge the individual, the crewman replying in turn whilst extending the data-slate out to his master, who took it in his huge gauntlet.
“Engine repairs have been completed, my lord.” said the crewman. “The magos is removing his work crews now.” As if to support his words, everyone gazed out into the open area of the umbilical and see a mass of activity around the ship beyond. Indeed, they all saw dozens of individuals and smaller ships depart the rear section of the Severian, the long cylindrical drives of the engines looking fresh and new from their previous damage. At least the royals now understood what had occurred, if only in the most basic sense. Meanwhile, Calgar held the tiny data-slate in the massive digits of his machine gauntlets, poring over its contents with a quick and studious eye. Satisfied at last, he replied, “Very good, ensign. Return to the bridge and notify the shipmaster to prepare for departure. All crew are to be at their stations, all moorings ready for detachment, and the pre-launch sequence initiated. Expedite immediate.”
“Yes, my lord.” The ensign bowed in return, taking the data-slate from the blue titan and hurrying off back to the Severian, intent on carrying out his orders. Meanwhile, another giant addressed the royal entourage. “Come.” said Garro, the white-clad titan having accompanied the group during their brief stay at Luna’s orbital shipyards. “We are returning to your home.”
Hurried off by both Garro and Calgar, the royals quickly returned to the ship, hearing the low drone and powerful sound of the Severian’s engines activating.
“That was incredible!” piped Snow White. “I’ve never seen so many strange things in my life!” They were all back aboard the Severian, which had since departed Luna and was now sailing through the blackness of space back to Earth, to Terra. In the meantime, Calgar allowed the royals to stay in his personal quarters whilst he returned to the bridge to converse with the other Astartes commanders. His quarters, compared to the beautiful, gilded castle staterooms of the royals, were mostly spartan in nature, though quite spacious. Made of steel and marble, the quarters had only the barest hint of decorations: gold veining along the walls and pillars, golden eagles and thunderbolts displayed along the walls, a simple cot bed at the far side. An immense desk lined with twin shelves full of books and other items was at the other side; this was where the royals were huddled around. Here they were slightly awestruck by the size of the desk, for it had been carved and accommodated to fit Calgar’s enormous frame. The chair itself, made from fine wood, was huge in comparison to the royals. An obvious example was Snow White herself sitting on the immense chair. She looked like a small child sitting on her grandfather’s rocking chair, though this chair was not like that. Nevertheless, the difference in size was obvious; Snow White’s raven-dark head was only slightly above the armrests, and her pale arms were actually risen up in order to rest upon both planes of wood, which dwarfed her beautiful forearms and hands by a good amount of length.
“I agree.” Her husband, the noble Prince Florian, answered in kind. “I’ve never seen so many wonders. I never could’ve even imagined………..” Several of the royals’ heads nodded in return, sharing the prince’s feelings at the amazing machines and individuals they had seen.
“Yeah, but I can relate to that,” said Aladdin, the desert prince being one of the few calm ones, “and so can Jasmine. Remember Mechanicles?” His wife nodded in turn; how could they forget that crazy inventor and engineer who had constantly harassed their kingdom with his mechanical creations? Mechanicles was a crazy egomaniac, of that there was no doubt, but he was also an engineering genius. Many of his machine automatons had proven very difficult for Aladdin, Jasmine, and Genie to defeat. “Yeah.” she replied. “Many of the machines I saw here were just like those of Mechanicles and even more advanced. But I feel the same way as Snow White and Florian, and everyone else too. I never would’ve thought that our kind are so advanced.”
“Nor I, Jasmine.” said Belle, who maintained an air of calm as well. “I myself understand things like technology, science, and mechanics to a degree, thanks to my father. He was a great inventor. But these devices, they too are nothing I’ve seen. This makes me wonder what else we will all see in the next coming days.”
Belle’s words brought murmurs of agreement from virtually everyone. Now that the truth was revealed, everyone was plagued with a sense of unease, an unease from their newfound lack of knowledge. They had all felt it; the belief that all was well in the world, that they were content with all they knew, had evaporated upon the shocking discovery that they weren’t alone in the stars. This and more contributed to the royals’ collective sense of unease and uncertainty, for what else could be hidden out there, in a realm now rendered unknown by what they had just seen?
“It also makes me wonder,” said a voice among them, “what kind of new enemies we’ll have to fight.” It was Serenity who spoke, the queen of the Silver Millennium sitting farthest away from the group. She was in serious contemplation, her mind mulling over everything she’d seen, but more importantly, over everything she had done. The concealment, the lying, the collaboration, she had done it all, and everyone knew it. The rest of the royals also knew that Serenity was mentally punishing herself for having lied for so long, and for being so blind. They all took pity and compassion on her.
“Serenity,” said Endymion, taking one of his wife’s delicate hands into his own, “it’s all right. We’re past our anger, and we’ve already forgiven you for having lied to us for so long.” As the gathered sounds of agreement spread around the chamber, Serenity looked up and gave a sad smile to her husband. “Thank you, all of you,” she said, “but that’s not what worries me. What worries me is that I did all of this without any knowledge of what was out there. I had no idea there were such terrible enemies out there in the stars, foes more powerful than those I’d faced. Beryl, Pharaoh 90, even Wiseman- none of them could compare to these horrible creatures that attacked our home. Even that…….that monster………..Kor Phaeron……….”
“He was like nothing or no one we’d ever fought before.” said Trista, the Senshi of Time understanding her queen and friend’s fears. “To subdue all of us,” she added whilst sweeping a hand to all of the other Senshi and herself, “with a single flick of his hand, to control that poor girl as a puppet…….all of that took skill and power which we’ve never seen.”
“Agreed.” said Hotaru. “I saw how he twisted that poor child, how he………changed her body to act a living doorway for him to step through. To see such an innocent little girl violated like that is something I will never forget.” Everybody else agreed with the youngest of the Senshi, having also been witnesses to the defilement of the young child whom Kor Phaeron had possessed and used to begin the apocalyptic invasion of their crystal home. For a short while none of them spoke, so lost in their thoughts they were. Finally, the silence was broken.
“At least we had help.” Mina said, the Senshi of Love referring to Ahriman and his warriors. They had been instrumental in the defense of Crystal Tokyo, armed with knowledge of this new foe. “Yeah, but we were lucky.” Lita, the Senshi of Thunder, interjected. “Without them, I’m not sure we could’ve even held against those……those……….”
“Those daemons.” said Sailor Neptune, saying the word which her compatriot was afraid to say. “Those creatures were of an unusual nature, though my words can’t even describe their hideousness. Serenity’s right, because this is a new enemy we’re going to face. In the light of such peril, we have no choice but to accept the help of these Imperials. I have no more doubts that what Ahriman showed us is completely true. We do share the same home, and it’s our responsibility to protect it.”
Her words galvanized the others, and they were all in agreement. Neptune was right; Earth was their home, and as such, it fell to them to defend it and the ones they loved from all attackers. They had done it numerous times. The Black Moon clan’s demise, the defeat of the sea witch Ursula, the denial of the entity Pharaoh 90 to enter into their realm, every single Senshi, prince, and princess had weathered through the attacks of their enemies and won. This enemy- Chaos –would be no different.
So did they feel rejuvenated and ready for whatever came at them when the doors to the chambers opened and Lord Calgar strode forth. He had something to tell them, and they all instinctively knew what he was going to say. “Come with me to the bridge.” he said. “We are nearing your home. Come see Holy Terra with your own eyes.”
“The first blow has been struck.” said a dark voice, a crimson giant looking out at the night sky beneath the cave he and his fellow acolytes were in. Another titan nodded in assent, hefting his spiked staff with a strong grip. “Indeed, Erebus. The first blow, and in turn first blood, belongs to us.”
“They belong to the powers of eight, Black Cardinal.” Erebus countered, smothering his rival’s arrogance without a second thought. “The gods will grant us their favor soon. For now we must allow our foe their sense of security and safety………and then rip out their throats whilst they mingle in frivolity.”
“Yes……..” Kor Phaeron, the Black Cardinal, replied whilst licking his corrupted lips. “The bloodshed will be glorious. We have all the resources we need to begin the war on Earth anew. The Ruinous Powers will indeed be most pleased with our offering. Crystal Tokyo itself.” His rival Erebus nodded in turn, and then turned his head to behold the gathered assembly behind them. “And our new allies will enjoy seeing the homes of their hated enemies brought down.”
There was no denying the evil smiles and malicious thoughts that erupted in the revenants’ minds and lips. Already they were deep in learning the lore and forbidden practices of Chaos, and were mastering the most basic gifts of their new patrons. Soon they would be ready, and they would have the honor of leading the first strikes against the homelands of these peace-loving fools. No one amongst the group of resurrects could deny that this Chaotic power was even more wondrous, satisfying, and yes, more powerful than they could’ve dreamed. It would change them forever, make them feared once more, and the rewards would be worth the price paid.
They already were. Erebus knew that, and he gave another of his wicked smiles.
“Yes, brother.” he said. “The time will come soon. Very soon.”
I'm very artistic, caring, and spiritual. I especially enjoy science fiction and, believe it or not, I do believe Atlantis was real. But I do believe in a balance between the real and fantasy worlds. I don't believe we should be addicted to anything (except art) Besides loving Sailor Moon and Warhammer 40,000 (specifically the Space Marines), I enjoy Star Wars, House, Star Trek, Indiana Jones, and many other cool genres of film. I also enjoy all kinds of music that take my fancy. I don't listen to heavy metal or death metal or rap. I consider them too primal (no offense to my viewers) I practice yoga and Buddhist meditation and I read much about mythology, conspiracy theory, and Atlantis. I love the mysteries of Atlantis. Could it have been real?|
Current Residence: Terra, the holy realm of the Imperium
Favourite genre of music: New Age and trailer music
Favourite style of art: professional art
MP3 player of choice: iPod shuffle
Wallpaper of choice: Space Marines and Sailor Moon
Personal Quote: Do not worry about the past or future. Remain in the present, in the here and now, and you will live
|Question: Do you believe the Imperium of Man would win against all other genres? By that, I mean Disney, Naruto, Dragonball Z, Sailor Moon, Power Rangers, Avatar, Star Trek, Star Wars, Halo, Yu-Gi-Oh, Pokemon, etc, etc, etc? |
After all, each genre contains human elements, and in the Warhammer 40k universe, the Imperium of Man's chief policy is that EVERYTHING human rightfully belongs to it. By that I mean Ash Ketchum, Sailor Moon, Luke Skywalker, Princess Aurora, all those people are actually unknowing followers of the Imperium and its leader, the God-Emperor of Humanity.
Furthermore, the Imperium has the vast armies, manpower, resources, weapons, and equipment to wage war with all those powers. Even if it's constantly attacked by aliens and demons.
So what do you think, my 40k watchers (non-40k are free and encouraged to answer this too), would the Imperium of Man conquer them all? Answer in my comments page, please.
The Emperor Protects.