Gaian Ascendancy
16-07-2005, 00:16
((OC- This is side story setup for the Dark Ascendancy War, the 'probably' first cross dimensional reality war in I.I.
Could be wrong, but the story is the important part. =^^= ))
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There had already been much conflict, powers of darkness that drew note, and greed that bleed over through the infinites. The power of the light was unwittingly weakening very ancient barriers that had been kept up over the entire existence of time and reality, to prevent 'this' very ill event.
But as too many other things, events already had been set in motion far in advance of this first prolouge of a very long and bloody play.
The Dark Eternal war as it ended it's first phase, had already conducted such weapons of destruction, that the targets were too focused on their own wounds to notice the wound to the living universe itself.
There were always places of weakness in the barriers between Dimensions, and other seperate realities, all never meant to touch. When one of the last Dark Eternal warheads of subspace nature detonated, it finally weakened one barrier far too much to hold back another's intentions.
Hence, was the time 'He' entered the scene. Noting already the mass wake of death and portent caused by beings such as the Dominion, The Seven, Sith Lords galore, fleets of vast size and death of such terrible scale, that it was all awash in the mistakes too many chose to ignore.
One single vessel of such darkness, that it wasn't even a true construct of physical matter anymore, finally emerged from a weak barrier, deep in the Void of the very realm that would become His final target, as well as the first over so many others.
His first chore however was to let the wars and mutilations fester beyond reason to correct, that no amount of miracle could hope to set balance right ever again, and then wait for friends to lash out at each other as they always did, as greed and avarice always conducted it's whems over these weak souls of the cosmos.
He looks upon the pitch black of space, one for once 'not' his own domain, and grins an oily black mask of deathly glee upon his ashen face. Thus was his arrival in this Dimension, the first of what would become a far greater invasion than anyone else could ever commit numbers against.
He however needed time, and pawns, to help cause more sundering, more rifts, and more entropic dischord.
He set sights on the homeworld of the Majin Lord. One he suspected held similar ideals, but lack of 'limelight', to the same aim, one terminal to the very universe itself.
He speaks with a harsh grit of dread... "{{{{{~ Endow this vessel to the coordinates in my mind. Take me there now. ~}}}}}"
The vessel then dissapears with no trace, and takes immense care as not to be noticed.
Could be wrong, but the story is the important part. =^^= ))
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There had already been much conflict, powers of darkness that drew note, and greed that bleed over through the infinites. The power of the light was unwittingly weakening very ancient barriers that had been kept up over the entire existence of time and reality, to prevent 'this' very ill event.
But as too many other things, events already had been set in motion far in advance of this first prolouge of a very long and bloody play.
The Dark Eternal war as it ended it's first phase, had already conducted such weapons of destruction, that the targets were too focused on their own wounds to notice the wound to the living universe itself.
There were always places of weakness in the barriers between Dimensions, and other seperate realities, all never meant to touch. When one of the last Dark Eternal warheads of subspace nature detonated, it finally weakened one barrier far too much to hold back another's intentions.
Hence, was the time 'He' entered the scene. Noting already the mass wake of death and portent caused by beings such as the Dominion, The Seven, Sith Lords galore, fleets of vast size and death of such terrible scale, that it was all awash in the mistakes too many chose to ignore.
One single vessel of such darkness, that it wasn't even a true construct of physical matter anymore, finally emerged from a weak barrier, deep in the Void of the very realm that would become His final target, as well as the first over so many others.
His first chore however was to let the wars and mutilations fester beyond reason to correct, that no amount of miracle could hope to set balance right ever again, and then wait for friends to lash out at each other as they always did, as greed and avarice always conducted it's whems over these weak souls of the cosmos.
He looks upon the pitch black of space, one for once 'not' his own domain, and grins an oily black mask of deathly glee upon his ashen face. Thus was his arrival in this Dimension, the first of what would become a far greater invasion than anyone else could ever commit numbers against.
He however needed time, and pawns, to help cause more sundering, more rifts, and more entropic dischord.
He set sights on the homeworld of the Majin Lord. One he suspected held similar ideals, but lack of 'limelight', to the same aim, one terminal to the very universe itself.
He speaks with a harsh grit of dread... "{{{{{~ Endow this vessel to the coordinates in my mind. Take me there now. ~}}}}}"
The vessel then dissapears with no trace, and takes immense care as not to be noticed.