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Chapter 217: The true Godkillers.

[One way or another, I'll know what you know, Captain.]

A transmitted feed repeated Sol's words showing his eyes turn golden and the white crescent on his chest became a whole golden circle before Jenifer's screaming knocked out the lens of her implant and killed the mic inside of it.

"What am I supposed to make of this, what should I do?" The grey-eyed woman asked standing around the small circular table with her two companions, except this time the room of black curtains was properly lit, and her hood was down while theirs was still hiding their figures and faces. "I need guidance."

To go along with her grey eyes she had dark tanned skin and white hair, and across her forehead was a scar resembling the crest of the Emporium's army; a dragon burnt into her flesh, and on her cheek below her right eye was the number 01.

"This is beyond what we can handle, of the remaining officers in our fleet very few are stronger than Captain Law, if we send them after him there is no guarantee that the outcome will be any different." The red-eyed man answered turning off the repeating transmission and looking at the one with blue eyes.

"Are you saying we give up, are you telling me to sit back and take this?" The woman asked, and her red-eyed ally nodded and grunted.

"Ma'am, it is quite obvious we are in over our heads here, that Godslayer has bested some of our finest effortlessly, are we to send the rest of our small 3795th fleet after him to all be slaughtered, it is already bad enough that he destroyed the ships but now he actually has one in his possession, with another Godslayer aboard it-"

"A dead one-"

"It doesn't matter if he is dead or dying, their bodies never rot, his body creates power just as it did while he was alive, and now that monster has it in his possession." The blue-eyed man shook his head.

"This is beyond us now, we tried our hand and failed miserably it is better to ask forgiveness rather than permission; we have no choice but to alarm the other fleets, nay, the entire army and the Emporium should know, we have already contemplated whether to do so and now we know we must." He grunted and stroked his short beard visible beneath the hood.

"Sir..."

"That is an order, carry it out immediately, and send the footage as well as all our documents through the two encounters to our allies." He fastened his hood and turned away from them. "Get it done and have the proof ready by noon."

"General, please, before we give up, allow me to personally deal with him, if I fail you can blame everything on my poor judgement, just this once... Let me act on my own." The woman stood at attention saluting with her hand on her chest balled in a fist. Read the latest on M-VL-emp,yr

"No, Chey, I understand your passion for this particular subject, given your relationship with Jenifer law, but it is a dead attempt, we have already tried, I would rather not see my best captain die at the hands of our enemy, I would never forgive myself." He continued walking. "Submit the report immediately and get it done."

"...Yes sir!" Chey saluted again clasping her fist so tight blood dripped from the creases of her fingers as she watched him leave and the door slam shut in his absence.

"Ma'am-"

"Get out and leave me alone for a moment, I will join you in a few minutes." Chey closed her eyes and leaned on the table.

"Yes, Ma'am." The red-eyed man saluted her and then hurried off towards the exit leaving her to her thoughts.

Now by herself Chey pulled out a small device and stared at the screen, taking a deep breath as the image of Jenifer Law appeared.

"I refuse to sit still, I apologise General, but this time I will not."

"By blood, fire the will of the collective, your mother will avenge you, whatever the cost." She declared, allowing a single tear to roll down her cheek and then wiping it away and clearing her throat as she walked towards the exit. "I swear it on His Majesty's and your father's names, the Godslayer will pay, his Vatui slut will pay, they will all be swept away by my wrath!"

*A few hours earlier in Sol's Domain*

[Master, that is dangerous, you have never attempted something of this complexity before...] Alpha stood next to him watching Jenifer's eyes light up like his as he intruded her mind. [The closest you have ever come was Void, but ultimately you killed him because you could find no way to separate his and Origin's consciousnesses-]

"Be silent, Alpha.] Sol responded sleepily. [Is everything okay with your original self and Ikaris?" He asked and she hummed contacting her split consciousness.

[Yes, milady is resting with Dina and Arla under Usami's guard in my pocket space, earth on the whole is undisturbed.]

"Good, let me know if anything changes." Sol closed his eyes as his consciousness was whisked away.

It was like a dream where he had no power to act freely aside from observing.

"Mother, I finally passed the evaluation!" Sol saw a younger silver-haired Jenifer run into an office stopping before an older woman who looked like her.

"Sir!" Jenifer saluted upon realising she had interrupted a conversation between her mother and a blue-eyed man under a hood, he would have tried seeing his face but from Jenifer's perspective his face was hidden, so even as he moved around the man he could not disclose anything other than blue eyes.

"At ease, cadet." The man returned the salute and placed his hand on the older woman's shoulder. "Think about it Chey, you are more than qualified to become captain of your own fleet, you already possess the skills and command the respect of entire regimes, granting you this much is an easy task." He smiled at her and then left after patting Jenifer's head and congratulating her.

"Well done, Jen, but never do that again, had you walked in on any confidential topic you could have easily been executed," Chey warned the girl, and she nodded and raised a scroll-like device opening it and showing her mother the contents.

"Are you sure you want to be a part of the Emporium's army, Jenifer, what happened to your dream of being-" The scenes before him stopped and Sol sighed as it was whisked away.

He had no knowledge of prying in someone's mind, so instead he was using the memory-wiping technique he learned from Ikaris and walking along the path it did before erasure.

"He followed her childhood and teenage years learning everything he could in detail about the emporium, about their homeworld and all the fantastical creatures and technology, and then finally as she enrolled in the Emporium's academic courses he landed square in the classrooms teaching about the war against the Vatui and their Godslayer counterparts.

"Finally." Sol sat next to her with his hands folded and listened intently.

A time before times, when the collective was infant and the emporium had not yet existed there were two major powers that ruled us all, on the left the Vatui; a warring race of immortal beings with the power to destroy entire universes within their bodies, and on the right were the beings that would later be called Godslayers who were capable of the same but far more violent, together they challenged the heavens and destroyed creation itself, remaking everything in their own image with a power called The Beginning, an entity that transcends the fourth and fifth realms of reality.

Overtime, through the heavens' defiance of their tyranny a fourth power was born, though it took aeons and the death of innumerable amounts of warriors rebelling against them, the suffering masses achieved an evolution called Law, and this is the foundation upon which the Emporium was eventually built.

Slowly the species outside of Vatui and Godslayer gained power, their numbers grew and their influence reached across the collective, stretching to different realities and waking powerful entities from their slumber, when the emporium struck, they did so with an insurmountable force that not even the proud Vatui and their Godslayer guardians could suppress.

Billions of cycles of war and a seemingly endless struggle for power later and the two sides were still locked in bloodshed, that is until the disappearance of the Vatui royalty following the death of the upcoming ruler of their race, they started making mistakes, and the Emporium was able to capture and experiment on them while still alive.

Today we have the technology to harvest the Vatui as resource, they hold genetic information within their bodies that has helped advance our way of life faster than ever before, and as for the relics which used to be Godslayers, we have also long surpassed their power, in today's age they are hunted and used for fuel, trillions of them can be found in the Emporium fleets.

The main task of the Emporium's army is their complete destruction, until such a day arrives we will endlessly search the collective, wherever they have hidden, whatever means they try to use, we will strike them all down until there is none left and kill all the rebels who secretly ally with the former oppressors.

"No Vatui will be left unharvested."

"No Godslayer will ever rise again."

"We will kill them all."

"Long live the Emporium."

"We are the true Godkillers."