《Hydar Celestial Imperium》Repercussions Definitive Edition
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Date: 3rd Binary Week
Location: Hydar Planet
Era: Awakening
[Initializing Psionic Enabling Process]
In a small clearing with grasses that rippled in the gentle wind, bordering a lush forest, was a [Hydar Egg].
The new and final dwelling of the [Psionic Eolyths] had been established, although the journey and its surroundings caused most of their people to suffer extinction, at the hands of some of them now, they would have to find a way to survive and find a way to return to their home, if it still existed, or to adapt in some way to the new and prosper in the best possible way.
As the distant rays of the binary stars in the sky echoed in the atmosphere, a kind of enigmatic, convoluted halo bade farewell to a corner continuously, throwing ominous warnings into the air.
Calling attention palpably; inviting curiosity to any form of life that was close enough to the surroundings to notice it.
A tapping of incessantly sharp legs, covered a spot in the distance, something was approaching, a few meaningless grunts were intoned and a few more followed.
The little taps, became dozens instantly, soon after, more grunts came out and finally from one of the many bushes a protruding pincers emerged, a sort of antennae sticking out of one of the corners.
An arthropoid-like creature peeked out from the edge of the dry branches, and it lined up its antennae, and honey-coloured appendages fluttered about releasing those strange grunts.
Its size was not particularly large. A sort of exoskeleton protected them, this one glowed faintly, reflecting the light of the binary stars, then its antennae moved sinuously around while its appendages secreted a sort of underlying viscosity.
Out of the thicket, and like an avalanche in droves, several of these insects came out, advancing across the purple meadows, the tapping of their legs producing a thunderous sound which reverberated around them.
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They saw it and noticed it, that strange energy, was somehow attracting them, as if they were destined to achieve that wonderful triumph.
"[Detected, Strange presences, Approaching]"
"[Measurement, Resolved Primary, identification]"
The psionic thoughts exploded, it is possible that among the Eolythians there were some who thought with a certain conscience but the truth is farther than the sad reality, it is that among their masses they were beings, upright and ordered but all shared the desire and attachment of their longed for freedom.
-"[Identification Complete]"- "[Showing, Results]"- The almost mental voices continued.
[Species: Zaxtod]
[Race: Arthropoid]
[Skills: [Pliers], [Armed Shield], [Herd Aura]
[Status: Presence of Developed, and Semi-Developed]
The Arthropoids, approached, embracing a kind of disorderly line and without any type of control as, savages before a prey that they consider easy, their weak presences, compensate it their extensive numbers.
"[Enemy Aura Detected]"-" [Advised to Initiate Suppression]"-Quickly followed-" [Presently Insufficient Energy]"-A sort of curse could be heard from one among those many-" [Drawing Alternative Plan]"
The calculations passed, in moments that are barely impossible to count, the synaptic union, promoted this possibility among them at least during this stage.
For the future will harbor new difficulties, to be faced in their corresponding survival and struggle.
"[Initiating Energy Nodes]"- "[Concentrating Psional Energy]"
The hordes of these insects, both predators and scavengers, came dangerously close to this simple egg of a curious size, much larger than they usually found but something very curious called to them and they could not help but charge towards it.
"[Psionic Energy, Established and Concentrated]" Activate it! [Psionic Shield Maximum Possible!]"
An explosion illuminated the night, this blow a strong and powerful wind, the change would occur one day, the evolution of something in the making had begun.
The Zaxtod could neither see nor believe it, before an especially dense violet wave would brutally collide with them, causing many of them to turn to dust instantly and overwhelming all of the backward ones, causing them to fly several meters into the air in unknown directions.
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Such a situation would make the hearts of all living beings of all those who had seen or witnessed it afraid, a new power was knocking at the door.
- "Main Threat Resolved"-" [Going into Normal Modes]"-
The powerful beam that illuminated the night, announcing a future era of progress in all areas but that in itself this truth, was unknown, for all beings who inhabited, the surrounding environment.
The light slowly faded from their midst until finally only one remained, unable to attract too much attention, but possibly the Eolythians drew too much attention to those who might in the future complicate their existence.
- "Entering Recharge Mode"-
-Our psionic reserves are too weak in this dimension," he said, "that is, we can hardly survive.
- "Synaptic at 10% of possible psionic capacity"-
- "But we must endure"-"A whole species depends on us!", - "We will have that chance"-
- "Following the path of biology and this Hydar"-[Is Insufficient]"-Terminate another voice.
- "Charged to 13% of possible capacity"-
- "The inability to interact with this world"-, "The inability to move due to the current limitation"-"[Vulnerability detected]"- A kind of look that is somewhat annoying because it is triggered by this last voice...
- "-[Charged to 17% of possible capacity]"-
- "Our own Psionic Generation is not enough"- "[Insufficient Energy]"-Chorus another one.
- "-[Charged to 21% of possible capacity]"-
- "Having lost..." - "The voice was muted"-[Current Population at 5%]"-
"There are too many of them" - the guilty looks were on everyone's face.
- "We must prevail!!!" -
- "This is the Way"-
- "We must survive"-
- "-[Charged to 25% of possible capacity]"-
- "Evaluating Survival"-"Concentrating Nodules in a Plan"-
- "Evolution of Possible Symbiotic Form Detected"-
-"Symbiotic", taking that word, he began to meditate on it.
-The inconveniences are many," said one, "It's better than waiting," answered the second, "We must vote on it," decided the third.
This last "voting" was a complicated concept that I had developed for some strange reason the last dimensional eons that they lived and although it was simple it was effective.
- "We will not relinquish our control!" -Announced a voice
- "To give our powers... To a lower being, it's impossible!" -
- "We must only, uh, familiarize ourselves... with the guest"-
- "Evaluating, Socializing"-
- "You can't evaluate it, you have to decide, depending on the circumstances"-
- "Error, Undefined, Found"-
-"Depending on the possibilities, it's better to integrate into a growing evolutionary species than to remain in oblivion."
The discussions and their possible consequences and advantages continued to happen constantly, until the voice of survival and reason prevailed and everyone had to accept it.
Strange energies condensed around the present vessel, the egg began to sift through extensive purple tones, the psionic grooves run quickly around its perimeter and finally...
- "initializing symbiosis"-
- "Concentrating Available Psionic Energy"-
- "I hope we know what we're really doing"-
The psionic gazes crossed alternately between many of them.
The surroundings, around the clear glow, vividly amidst a great deal of violet light, illuminated the great jungle around them, which produced mysterious emanations like misty clouds which swirled around them, in a kind of dance frightening most of the living beings who inhabited the surroundings.
They then concentrated and impacted on the [Egg] which with a barely audible click began to break.
-To be Continue-
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