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The Cold Dark - Logs of an Etherium Survivor

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The Cold Dark - Logs of an Etherium Survivor
Offline |nfrared
11-25-2014, 06:34 AM, (This post was last modified: 11-26-2014, 07:18 AM by |nfrared.)
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Many months later...

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The slumbering form twitched suddenly, the alien appearing to merge with the survival pod, shifting in subtle ways as if manipulating something deep within. This was indeed the case, having undertaken the transformation to best adapt to this hostile sector.

But it was done now, the alien slowly extracting itself from the device that it had been working intently upon. Most Etherium could never return themselves from this state, giving their lives to replicate some small relic of a pre-invasion Empire and becoming at one with it. Only more evolved Etherium such as the Elder or those he imparts such precious secrets to could hope to survive such a transmutation.

It was some hours before Shard was strong enough to stand. Before him was the Seed - all of the secrets the Etherium had gathered, condensed into an orb no larger than a childrens plaything. From this seed New Etheria would be born.

His slender form drapped in a long dark robe, the now-humanoid Elder commanded his prions to prepare the communications array. Gathering his awareness, his attention growing sharper by the second, he composed himself for the ordeals to come.

The prions had kept him alive, all this time in the bowels of the station the occupied. They were able to obtain almost anything, using the guise of the Void Runners to hide the cornerstone of a shattered empire, the bank of knowledge - the precious Elder.

The ancient alien turned its attention to assessing what assets remained. What could be of use in this cursed place? How many of his race lived still?

Shard - The Faceless One
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The Cold Dark - Logs of an Etherium Survivor - by |nfrared - 08-16-2014, 04:11 AM
RE: The Cold Dark - Logs of an Etherium Survivor - by |nfrared - 08-18-2014, 02:47 AM
RE: The Cold Dark - Logs of an Etherium Survivor - by |nfrared - 08-30-2014, 02:59 AM
RE: The Cold Dark - Logs of an Etherium Survivor - by |nfrared - 11-25-2014, 06:34 AM

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