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Humanity... Humanity... The word leaves an odd taste on my tongue, my cranium connection on the device flashes shut. I had enough of this. True They are human, and they have each a own mindset. but everyone, okay, almost everyone amongst this race wishes peace. yet I can't process the question of; why do you kill eachother off? why do you insult, snap and yell at eachother? It must be their programming. It's fualty, but it's alive. Recently, I have deepend myself in the realm of 'video games' visual projections of imagination. They say it bad for your morality. that it 'cuts' you from the real world. some people so called 'enjoy life'

                                         ---ALL GOOD DEEDS…--- A steady pace into speeds FAR beyond that of light, The nautalis shoots through. It's slender form getting engulfed into the funnel... Inside the conference room, the Captain and his senior officers have been gathered to discuss the recent events especially that of a Nebula cloud ahead. The Comm. station got various S.O.S signals form its location. "It's all just too suspicious…" Iasa commented as she read the transcripts "…Why would someone go headfirst into a nebula in the first place?" she put the small pad down "Everyone knows that some paralyze your ship com

                                              ----The Operator---- "Here is nice." "Indeed, it has been a few months has it?" "It felt longer for me."  She sighed contendly as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing against his chest was so soothing "We have only met twice, this being the third, and yet you seem to be always in higher spirits around me?" A giggle came from her. "Re, thats something that surpasses even my logic." A soft tingle went down his spine, she's using his nickname...and softly rubs herself against his chest, even if he's wearing this military suit, he could feel the intention clearly. "How about yours?" h

                                           ------- The Scientist -------- Dark, the lights have been killed by the impact. Who knew that a darn ship the size of a small bus could actually damage a prototype one? Interesting. If not frustrating. The ship indentified and apologized itself as Ze'Arch, A scientist vessel, sadly the thing was heavily damaged as we had to pull it towards the nearest Ze'Arch star base. Upon arrival we were relieved as the Ze'Arch engineers got to work on our heavily dented ship. If that dent wasn't worse enough, the entire wiring from the stern towards the left wing were fried as a result of the massive energy los

The ship slowed down to an more respective pace as the scanners show that multiple carriers left the system. Probably crammed with the fuel that was harvested on the gas giant in front of them. However, the black paintjob the Nataulis sported made them particially invisible to enemy visual… "Alright, stealth mode is on, we can't go any faster then speed 6" Mags' voice spoke through the intercom, the captain nodded at the speaker, knowing that on the other side, one can't see his gesture. "Thank you Mags. Keep us low profile" "Aye, Aye sir. CE out" And the intercom died down. "Miss Kailen? Get us into orbit with that dead rock. Iasa,

                                                     Chapter 1: Nataulis "The final frontier lays before us.." He muttered as his eyes gaze into the beauty of space. The vessel he was in was speeding to its maximum of what its Helium-3 cores could handle the warp drives would soon take over. whacking the vessel into devastating speeds in which many advise not to blink. they'll be going 10 times faster then the speed of light. Soul, as people prefer to, was enrolled. or had himself enrolled at the Military academy. He sighed as he averted his gaze to the flyer in hand. Over the intercom, the message to buckle up was emitted through the ship