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Post by EmperorMyric on Dec 16, 2017 19:37:08 GMT
In the galactic west on the furthest edge of the Ancerious Galaxy a sphere of black light formed. From this sphere came a single ship. Block and black, its thick hide was meant for only one purpose: war.
The captain of the vessel standing at 2 meters tall was ecstatic. For the first time since the Cataclysmal a ship of the Reclaimer Empire stood proudly with in the gravity well of a star.
“Can we settle here?” He asked turning to the hooded figure of a man standing on a halo pad.
“Aye Lord Captain. There are two garden world with in this system. We have found a place to call home at last.” The bridge crew cheered at the words of the Artificial Intelligences. “Thank Odin.” The Captain muttered slipping into his command throne.
“Careful sir. He hates that.” The hooded figure chided.
“Aye.” The captain sighed turning to his coms officer. “Signal the refuge fleet. Reclamation is at hand.”
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