Meanwhile, on the Golden Eye Ship which was still warping through space and time, heading for the planet Tavron.A little human figure strolled through the corridors of the prison section.This figure was of a little girl and she walked barefoot on the cold metal floor. She donned a simple white one-piece gown.Her hair was straight, black, and fell over her shoulders, sharing the same color with her eyebrows.Held in her hands was a tray of processed food paste and some assortments.This little human strolled through the prison chamber with a tone of familiarity to her steps. With her inky black eyes, she glazed up on each prisoner she passed by thoughtlessly like this wasn't the first time here.Eventually, she came to a stop in front of one particular cell. Behind the see-through glass was a Kryssian, an orange-skinned long-tailed alien.The kryssian was not forced into a kneeling position like the other prisoners. Instead, it made itself comfortable on the floor.Even the glass wa

“How is it?” Ozia asked, referring to the reality warper he sold to Al'ravee.Al'ravee shrugged his shoulders, “So far so good, she's been quite impressive.”“Impressive?” Ozia scoffed, this was the first time Al'ravee heard Ozia scoff.“She sees you as though you are her father now.” He said.“Is there anything you don't know?” Al'ravee asked with a light chuckle.In response to this, Ozia's red eyes glowed brightly for a few seconds, a sign of his connection to the machines around him.“Well, until now, I didn't know about your unique choice of genes for Iyah,” Ozia said.“Just that?” Al'ravee asked again while he made himself comfortable by sitting on the empty edge of the table with the cyborg.“You seem to be wasting resources, don't you think?” Ozia replied with a question of his own.“Oh,” Al'ravee narrowed his eyes, “Let's just say I have plans for her.” In order not to sound stupid, he kept his words short.“I see,” Ozia said, as he resumed focus on his work. “How has your pr

On the open balcony that faced the main building’s main exit, Priya stood solemnly with her eyes closed and an aura of desolation around her.Standing by her left was Clancy, the brown-haired woman. Her palm rested on one of Priya’s shoulders while giving off dots of bioluminescent glow.By Priyas’s right, with his eyes narrowed and his feet a few inches off the ground, Galgamuth's very presence was filled with a heroic stillness.Even his act of not really doing anything would make others idly find something to appreciate him for.The setting sun shone its orange light on the faces of all three. Although Priya's eyes were closed, she seemed to be looking at the exact same spot the two beside her were also looking at.Near the entrance of the fortress, beyond the higher wall which hadn't been present when Darius arrived, a convoy of vehicles made its way towards their structure at a stable pace.The convoy consisted of two brown trucks, which had a design somewhat similar to that of p

“You called for me sir,” Darius said as soon as he walked into the meeting room and saw Galgamuth's back. Within the meeting room, a round table found its place in the center on top of a brown fur rug. Surrounding the table were the figureheads of this still godless faction. Including the twenty-odd people of different ages, there was Priya and Clancy, who stood together on the west side of the room. Galgamuth's back faced Darius and opposite him was Stan, the four-armed cyborg. Galgamuth was the only level 40 above in the whole commune, while Priya, Clancy, and eighteen other people in the room had levels ranging from level 30 to 38 in the whole faction. Darius and Stan were the only level 20s in the room and there were reasons for that. Darius wasn't too clear on how an individual’s level was calculated, but from what he gathered over time, Stan was a level 21 with the Technomancy talent According to Stan himself, the resources and technological knowledge required for

The faces of the rank 3 leaders when they saw Darius riding into the mansion base with a vehicle they had never seen before, was nice to see once in a while.Even though they had vehicles themselves, they were usually old and ghosts of their former selves. If not for people like Stan being around to maintain them, they would have been scrap metal by now.If not for the geomancy talents that were among them, they wouldn't have been able to have such a large and sturdy base, talk less of maintaining it.This truck was new, unlike anything they had. Surely, it sparked the reckless greed within their hearts, just as Darius had hoped.On his second time proposing, Darius once again made it clear to them that he was experienced in doing things like this.Besides, it looked easy and profitable, almost like a get-rich-quick scheme.The guns, the resources, the technology, the better vehicles. They were bought, Galgamuth agreed too. Priya didn't say anything, however, neither agreeing nor disa