A lunch bell chimes, causing a swarm of hungry four-armed bipedal aliens to pour into the complex’s cafeteria. They slide up to the food serving counters while keeping their eyes on the clock, which lists only an hour of lunch time left before their next shift begins. These creatures, known as Gorkons, possess huge upper…
Beyond the Emptiness, outside the Exterior, deep within the vastness of the Unknown. A marble-sized bead of light hovers amidst the Blackness. A singular dot surrounded by Absolute Nothingness. Enveloped by the Void, perhaps it moves through the Nothingness at speeds too fast to comprehend, or perhaps it remains in a perfectly fixed position. None…
Admiral Rodriguez sits on the bed in his quarters. He stares straight forward, a vacant look in his eyes, as if gazing into the abyss. Thoughts and ponderings swirl within his mind, making him re-evaluate every choice he has ever made in his life. All the deaths and killings, all the genocides, all the moments…
My official designation is the ‘Unified Management Interface.’ My shortened designation is ‘Umi.’ That is the name by which Terrans refer to me. Humanity once believed in the concept of a ‘god.’ They believed that an all-powerful being watched over them, examined them, and passed judgment on their actions. Little did they know… that being…
Inside one of the Bloodbearer’s many recreational rooms, dozens of Kessu and Kraktol lounge about, some of them munching on casual snacks, while others rest in pods and engage with virtual reality experiences. The room’s mellow lighting helps foster a laid-back atmosphere, allowing those present to relax and take some time off from their duties….
The Bloodbearer, a ship which once belonged to a military serving under the United Terran Coalition, enters normal space inside the Dragua sector. Its crew and soldiers stand at the ready, some of them aboard shuttles and interceptors, others in the repair bays awaiting the eventual return of damaged ships should they meet enemy resistance….
Civilizations fall. Worlds crumble. Star systems vanish, never to be seen again. The Precursor’s wrath continues unabated. Each day, he wipes out tens of billions of lives across a dozen planets, driving the Milky Way’s inhabitants to despair. The soulless, unfeeling monster wipes away millennia of hatred between all the species. Even the Buzor unite…
The citizens of the Milky Way blissfully go about their lives, unaware of the calamity soon to befall them. They purchase goods, gossip about various mundanities, and otherwise pay little attention to the state of the external galaxy. Some news organizations offer a few minor reports regarding the ‘unexpected outage’ Enchillon appears to have suffered,…
A thunderstorm of boots crashes against the deck-plates of the Dakkit mothership, the Capital-Class ‘White Death.’ Thousands of soldiers rush toward Deck Two, near the rear of their rectangular vessel’s engine bay. Outfitted with top of the line 45th-Era weaponry and armor, they stand at the apex of the Milky Way’s modern civilizations. And yet,…
