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“Oh my god,” Dreznor breathed, his eyes fixed on the five colossal wormholes unfolding before him in the distant sky.He had always known that wormhole technology existed within the Astral Conclave—at least in theory. It was the kind of thing whispered about in myths and legends, the stuff of old spacer tales passed down through generations. Most would live and die without ever seeing one.Now, he was seeing five at once, opening like rips in reality itself.At first, when he was told about the wormholes, he was afraid. He feared that he would be discovered. But those fears had been quickly put to rest. The little protagonist assured him that those options were already taken into consideration and planned accordingly. What it didn’t share, however, was that the empire had deliberately timed this delivery to coincide with the launch of Phase I of their wormhole and VR initiative. The chaos and sensor interference from that grand rollout would provide the perfect cover, ensuring that t
Phase I
Six months later.A full half-year of intensive planning, negotiations, amendments, and rework inside the Conclave's VR, translating to over a decade’s worth of accelerated time, finally bore fruit. The final plan, after countless revisions and compromises, had been unanimously accepted by all participating civilizations. Every representative, regardless of their status or influence, walked away satisfied with the outcome, marking a rare moment of total consensus in Conclave history.Yet, during this time, the empire had not remained idle or overly focused on diplomacy alone. It had worked in parallel, quietly and efficiently, laying the groundwork for the implementation phase. By the time the final plan was ready, the empire had already amassed a massive stockpile of mana stones, enough to power the creation of the first round of wormholes across the Conclave. Alongside that, thousands of tower stations had been preassembled and were ready to deploy.More significantly, the empire ha
About the Nexus
Since the top fifty representatives were already in agreement, the passing of the bill in the Conclave General Council was practically guaranteed, as long as none of the top ten civilizations used their veto power. Given the way voting was structured, those fifty civilizations alone could form a majority, despite the Conclave comprising over a hundred members.Even if a few among the top fifty had voted against it, the remaining civilizations had every reason to support the resolution. Just being part of this agreement granted them access to the empire, more specifically, to mana stones directly from the source. That meant no longer being forced to purchase them at inflated prices from the top fifty civilizations who had secured favorable trade terms.They would have voted in favor even if the promised technology had been underwhelming. But based on the test results and technical briefings, it was clear the benefits were real and significant. In the end, the resolution passed unanimou
Construction
Once the runic intent was fully imbued, Aron activated the rune. It had already been charged with enough mana to allow it to expand and cover the entire asteroid field.Executing such an operation while the representatives were still present in the Trade Hub would normally have been considered a significant risk. However, that risk had already been accounted for. During the asteroid collection phase, the field had been strategically placed in a position where the sun lay directly between it and the Trade Hub. The sun’s brightness, in both the visual and mana spectrums, combined with the sheer difference in scale between the star and the asteroid field, rendered the operation invisible to the Conclave’s passive sensors. Switching to active scans or extending sensor coverage into the solar system would have been a breach of agreement—an act that could be interpreted as preparation for a hostile move and provoke a swift, forceful response.It didn’t take long for the shield to finish dep
Confirmation
“Starting tomorrow, we will begin providing the mana stones for the creation of the first semi-permanent wormholes and assembling the planning committee. We will spend a year in VR accelerated time to finalize the plans based on the maps you must submit within the week,” Masmibi said, addressing the Conclave representatives. With those words, the long-standing negotiations had finally concluded, leaving only the implementation ahead.For the past three months, the Empire had been locked in tense negotiations with the Coalition, an alliance consisting of representatives who had finally agreed to accept the wormhole and VR technologies, deeming their benefits too significant to ignore despite the potential risks.At the start, the Coalition's demands were aggressive. They pushed for control over VR sectors that mirrored their civilizations' territories, and for a larger share of the profits from both the VR system and the proposed wormhole highway network. However, the Empire stood firm
KGHH!!!! BAM!!! KWACK!!!! BWOOGH!!!! CRACK!!!!
KGHH!!!! BAM!!! KWACK!!!! BWOOGH!!!! CRACK!!!!“Arghhhhh!!!!!!”A pained scream rang out, cutting through the brutal symphony of fists landing, bones cracking, and flesh being pounded inside the practice room of the enforcement forces building.The one on the receiving end was the interrogator, now unconscious, sprawled on the floor, his chest rising and falling in sharp, uneven breaths, a result of his internal injuries making it difficult for him to breathe.“Haaaah...”Dreznor stood above him, the only one still on his feet in the ring. He exhaled deeply, a satisfied grin tugging at the corners of his lips. His knuckles were smeared with blood, but none of it was his.Medics rushed in, kneeling beside the fallen man as they started performing emergency first aid before quickly loading him onto a stretcher and carrying him out. He had walked into this fight with arrogant confidence, expecting to be the one dishing out punishment, only to leave broken and beaten, a harsh lesson writt
Negotiating a Deal
BAM!The interrogation room door burst open as a formation of guards marched in, splitting off with practiced precision. Each moved to a corner of the room, securing their positions, while two remained at the entrance, stepping aside and standing at attention to allow passage.Dreznor didn’t flinch. His eyes stayed closed, his expression calm, as if the sudden intrusion meant nothing to him.A man in richly adorned garments entered, his posture regal, each step deliberate. Authority radiated from his very presence. He took the seat across from Dreznor without a word.A tense silence followed before Dreznor finally opened his eyes and said, “I greet Your Excellency,” in a tone of respectful acknowledgment. The man before him was the planetary leader—the most powerful individual on this world, whose distance from the central government gave him near-sovereign control.“Let’s begin with introductions. Who are you?” the man asked.“As your officers have already reported, my name is Drezno
Interrogation
Three Months LaterFrom the silence of space, a single ship could be seen descending into the atmosphere of a large, grayish planet, aligning itself with the traffic heading toward the largest port on the surface. It joined one of the seven tightly regulated lanes, each filled with ships maintaining a few hundred meters of distance, moving in perfect coordination.As the ship drew closer to the planet’s main port, a breathtaking scene unfolded: tens of thousands of vessels parked in a massive, truss-frame layered structure. Nearly a hundred thousand ships were arranged within an enormous open rectangular bay, organized in tiers to maximize space efficiency.Unlike most interstellar ports, there was no immigration checkpoint for this vessel. It glided forward unhindered, heading straight for its assigned docking bay within the colossal truss-framed structure. The moment it entered, a web of scanners activated, sweeping across the hull. Every detail was instantly analyzed and cross-refe
Briefing
{He is currently in a transit period and should arrive at his destination in about three months,} Nyx reported, her holographic form flickering slightly as she finished delivering her update to Aron, John, and Youssef—some of the few individuals aware of the operation from the start.“What plans and objectives do you have for him? What is his theme?” Aron asked, leaning forward slightly. He knew full well that there was a reason Dreznor had been selected the moment the ship confirmed he was the sole survivor.Each individual chosen by the little protagonist had a specific theme, a guiding principle, a source of conflict, and growth. It wasn’t just about assigning a role; it was a bond that aligned motivations on both sides, ensuring the endeavor didn’t become a one-sided arrangement.{Although not yet set in stone, we’re aiming to shape him into a revolutionary figure within the Conclave, someone who pushes for the abolition of slavery, and later, the emancipation and compensation of
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