The Insatiable Hunger

[Enigmatic Immortal]

Closed to Aure, Zerith, Duffy and the gang and any of the ults he possess, Dissinger, and anyone else should they wish to PM me for a spot within this crazy rollar coaster. This thread is to be considered for fun, and not to be considered Althanas Cannon in any way, shape, or form. This is a Multi-verse, in which Althanas is visited by a peculiar entity.

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The Insatiable Hunger

It wasn’t an unusual day. Not by any stretch. Jensen was out with his own person to care for, no kids left in the nest and no cares in the world. Assignments had been dreadfully dull at the castle, and so he made his way to the Port of Yanbo in hopes to upset enough Yakashiman workers to fight him. They were crap in a scrap, but he was bored and didn’t have enough clout elsewhere to pay for a cheaper bail once he was inevitably in way over his head.

However, he couldn’t help but keep looking at the growing darkness in the sky. It was like a jar of spilled ink, broken and getting everywhere. It drained out the sky and removed the cerulean blue with infectious browns and greens. He couldn’t really decide what to make of it. But that wasn’t the problem. He couldn’t see the millions of miles above the growing blotchy black cloud, but he could discern that the ink was no longer dripping into the sky. Instead, it seemed to drag itself down into the planet, and that concerned Jensen more than anything else.

It wasn’t an unusual day, Jensen knew. But it would forever be the day that Jensen would rue. Althanas was no longer along in a galaxy so vast and wide. There would be many names scholars would give in the coming days to this menace. Dragonids, Reptelioids, but Jensen would adopt the name he came up with from the guys he fought alongside: Zerith, Seth, Aurelian, Duffy and the Tantalum, and more. In the briefest moments of sweet rest, they gave a name that seemed fitting. In time, it was more apt than they would have realized.

The Great Devourer.

That was the name of true terror.

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[Lucius]

“If you say schematics one more time…”

“You’ll what?” Lillith challenged.

“Just stop,” he continued. He grit his teeth to hide his frustrations.

“I’ll stop saying it, Lucius, when you look like you understand!” Lillith punched him playfully on his right shoulder.

“You can wait that long?” he pouted.

She turned him towards the table, where paperwork and schematics were mounting. With a long exhalation, she let out a sigh. The holographic layers floating over the plans were glimmering with incandescent energy in the gloom of the room.

Since dawn, the smallholding in Yanbo had housed the three pathfinders of Operation Crestfallen. Navigator Arden had ventured out into the town, to gather information, leaving Lillith, the chief engineer, and Lucius, the dogsbody, to rifle through the endless facets of the overly complicated plans. It was, as Sei Orlouge put it, a ‘masterpiece’.

“Surely he knew I wouldn’t understand half of this, make up my own objectives, and still end up doing the right thing?” he shrugged non-chalant, and rested his hands on the edge of the table. It creaked, the strain of the holographic panelling already too much for the pine.

“You can stop the Revenant by yourself?”

Lucius had given it much thought. With the resources at their disposal, and the wormhole between here and there stabilised, he could. Only the Administrate Laws prevented him using extermination warheads. He folded his arms across his chest, took a deep breath, and relented.

“Okay, one more time…,” he pressed. He narrowed his gaze, focussing on the aqueduct blueprints for northern Yanbo, and listened as intently as he could. Silence. The smell of fish. Anticipation.