In an instant, countless failsafe warnings go off across human space. People jump into action, immediately enacting previously-prepared battle plans. Both of the Wordsmiths act in unison, and Neil Adams, still on Volgarius, receives real-time updates instantly. Jepthath stands inside the Hall of Heroes, transmitting his thoughts and the vision of multiple Legionnaires onto viewscreens…
"There he is! Little Timmy!" Jason excitedly whispers. His eyes light up with the joy of fatherhood as he hovers over his one-month-old son’s crib, where the infant snoozes quietly, having just gone through another long and tumultuous day of babyhood. Phoebe stands beside Jason, looking a little tired, but with eyes as warm as…
[Your skills are inferior.] Initiator Ferral brags. [This race belongs to me. I am more than a hundred kart-lengths ahead of you.] "It’s not over ’til it’s over." Jason says, as he stares at the screen. "This is the final lap. Anything can happen." [I have been in the lead since the very beginning. It…
"The ancient angels teach us that love and acceptance are core to spreading the faith of the Divine across human civilization." A beautiful black-haired woman says, as she stands before a church filled with people listening intently to her words. Most of the seats, save a few scattered spots at random, have been filled with…
Back inside the Hall of Heroes, Amelia and her three children walk through the labyrinthine layout of the special dimension quickly, bee-lining toward the Hall of Queens, where several Queen Network nodes have been constructed. As one of the most reliable ways to train and gain battle experience, the Queen Network has exploded in popularity…
Hope teleports Neil and Linda to the landing platform of the Founder’s Thumb on the world of Volgarius. The moment they arrive, the husband and wife duo pause for a few moments to get their bearings while turning and looking around themselves. An island of foliage forms a green barrier separating the Founder’s Fingers from…
While 7 months have passed in Realspace, 58 years have passed in the Hall of Heroes. Hope Hiro, and the other denizens who have entered extreme time dilation, have not spent those years idly. The Plague is an ever-present threat. Despite its significantly slowed-down movements, it has become a hundred, if not a thousand times…
Seven months, or a little more than half a year, pass in Realspace. With its first period of peace following Jason Hiro’s awakening in the Cryopod seven years earlier, Humanity obtains a short but sweet period of breathing room to grow. Under ordinary circumstances, seven months wouldn’t mean much. Even children conceived at the start…
While Jason, Fiona, Rebecca, and the other people living inside Chrona work to improve humanity’s future, their counterparts in the Hall of Heroes also take the upcoming transitional period seriously, treating it as a potential turning point in humanity’s future. If the Wordsmiths do not rise to the challenge of preparing humanity for the Plague’s…
Fiona lowers her head as a fluctuation of energy surges through Chrona’s worldspace for a split-second. She steps out of the Spynet Sphere, where she finds a person she’s been waiting to appear for the past several days. "Jason." She says with a faint smile. "You’re back." "For the foreseeable future." Jason confirms. "I visited…
