《Hydar Celestial Imperium》Psionic Spear Definitive Edition
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Date: Unknown
Location: Unknown
Era: Drift
Lost in the vastness of the cosmos, trapped and squeezed without mercy, desirous of our freedom, we lost all that we once knew as our home.
In our lethargy we felt as if we were stripped of our place in the stars and as if in a devastating burst, we flew through reality itself, we could see things that none of us could have ever imagined, strange entities, singular material forms, primitive or incredibly advanced civilizations. We decided with curiosity to continue investigating, all this was happening in front of us.
Diving into a kind of cosmic voyage, we could see and understand the immensity of the cosmos, but many of us imprisoned in our reduced place in this great ray of starlight lost our heads to the point of being unable to bear our surroundings, dissolving their energetic existence in itself.
We do not know how long it was or will be before we could again see the outside, we saw our dimension collapse and the survivors gradually wither and perish.
-A group of Eolythians said, "There must be something we can do." They released a flash of violet furiously, "We refuse to disappear like this.
-A dominant Eolytus said, "I have a solution, we have a solution." He said clearly
- "What kind of solution?" -Claimed the group gravely
-The Eolytus looked at others deeply- - "There is a way, we are able to generate our own psionic energy, this has allowed us to survive at least"-
- "We understand that"-"But what do you propose?"
- "The energy we generate is scarce," he continued, "for as long as we've been trapped in this tiny place and because of the indefinite number of casualties..."
The Eolythians listened to this entity similar to them with their ideas, they as a species always thought collectively it is only because of the harshness of the situation and the drift towards the unknown that they upset all their main beliefs making them acquire a certain consciousness of themselves.
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- "According to my calculations, we can dominate the force that pushes us through reality, we use our energy, that of our deceased brothers and sisters and finally we must..."-
The Eolyto felt that if he said something like that without softening it first he would have himself crucified for which he stammered for a few moments while the other beings of spectral energy surrounded him with growing curiosity and hope.
The Eolythians, not believing that they could achieve such a thing, apparently a genius had appeared among them according to the auspicious need in which their species was
- "We shall..." -Cut off his voice dryly-
- "Tell us, we have no future as we are, only despair!" -shouted the surrounding Eolythians
-I shouldn't have mentioned it, but maybe there was something else left for them-"We must...sacrifice ⅔ of our current population"-Finally he said it, he was sure they would hate it now...
- "What did you say?" - "You dared to tell us that genocide of our species is the only way!"
The Eolytus knew that the damage was done. Even though he knew that eradicating the Etrelyos, his predator, was his main form, they were not enough, many of them had already perished and the remaining energy had been degraded too much.
The disembodied Psionists, besides being angry with the Eolytus who mentioned this in the end, had many of them resigned to the fact that it would be the only possibility.
Out of the darkness and immensity of space, where thousands of stars were displaying their light, a violet hyperspace window opened instantly at a given point in a binary system, letting a spear formed of psionic energy pass through at great speed.
[Initializing psionic nodes: Online]
[Binary system reached]
[Psionic energy remaining: 17%]
[Imminent Structure Failure: Primary Systems]
[Initializing Psionic Detection: Error, Insufficient Power]
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[Initializing Manual Polling: Online]
Aiming at one of the many planets in this binary system, he gradually slowed down until he entered the upper atmosphere without much resistance, flying through the reddish-toned skies as if by premeditated action, and began to probe the surface and its environment.
[Initializing psionic nodes: Online]
[Searching for life forms: Error]
[Remaining psionic energy: 13%]
[Imminent structure failure: Thrusters at 43%]
[Leaving Planet]
An arid, rocky world with a thin or non-existent atmosphere. The surface is covered with meteorite impact craters and completely devoid of life.
[Initiating Space Re-entry]
The Psionic Spear continued on its way, time was running out, approaching the next planet it slowed down like the previous one until it went inside equally without any resistance.
[Initializing Psionic Nodes: Online]
[Searching for life forms: Error]
[Psionic Energy Remaining: 9%]
[Critical failure in propulsion systems]
[Speed reduced by 50%]
[Leaving Planet]
A rocky world covered with a thick layer of permanently frozen ice. Low temperatures and a very thin atmosphere prevent the existence of life on the surface.
[Initiating Space Re-entry]
[Giant Gas Detected]
A gaseous planet with an atmosphere composed mainly of hydrogen and helium surrounding a dense core.
[Initializing evasive maneuvers]
[Redirecting]
[Recalibrating psionic nodes]
[Target: Located]
[Redirecting All Power to Propulsion]
[Main and Secondary Systems Shutdown]
[Speed increased by 27%]
[Psionic Energy Remaining: 5%]
[Sacrificing half the Entities Present]
[Psionic Energy Remaining: 12%]
[Speed increased by 33%]
This was his last chance, the clear target was in sight, speeding up and leaving a trail of violet rays behind him that dyed the place.
[Initializing Planet Breakthrough]
The dense white clouds parted before the passing of the entity that had arrived, the grass green seas shook with the mere bursting of the entrance of something alien to this world.
[Initializing psionic nodes: Online]
[Searching for life forms: Online]
[Planet Gaia identified]
An ideal temperate world with a nitrogen-oxygen atmosphere - optimal conditions for life forms. Signs of life abound on major land masses.
[Searching for intelligent life forms: Online]
[Psional Nodes: Error]
[Psionic Energy Remaining: 2%]
The spear crossed the distance moved by a clear objective, survival in the face of its deterioration. Because it was impossible for it to obtain psionic energy in this dimension, it only had the very product of the various Eolyths stored inside it and its scarce elaboration of the mere presence of its existence.
[Locating Target]
Moved by a kind of hive mind strangely divided into various voices, the spear flew across the skies in search of a being that could contain its essence, any other mode of survival was rejected.
[Possible Target Located]
[Species: Hydar]
[Status: Egg-abandoned]
[Age: 3 Binary Weeks]
[Skills: [Incubation]]
[Detecting better candidates: Error, Critical Energy]
[Energy remaining 0.3%]
With no other solution than the hive, he had to decide between sacrificing more of his people to find something better or keeping what they found. Having finished with so many of his people made his possibility of extinction as a form of existence, although spectral, more evident by submerging it in the fear of carrying out such action again.
[Preparing Target Insertion]
The Spear, disintegrated into thousands of energetic fragments as the surroundings swayed wildly to the waves released from this hyperdimensional energy.
[Integration Process: Online]
[Species: Hydar]
[Status: Psionic Egg]
[Age: 3 Binary Weeks]
[Skills: [Incubation], [Psionic Shield], [Psionic Growth]
[Status: Breeding Hydar]
We live in the hope that one day our people will be able to live again, even though we are limited to our current position and far away from our longed-for home.
-To be continued-
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