Neverender Fest
Part 2
Ouroboros.
Ten days after the attack on the Excelso ship.
Planet Zeta Remeda.
After a celebration alongside the Zemedians, Ouroboros retired to plan his next move.
He walked what seemed like kilometers, with no clear path ahead, he just walked and plotted. This process lasted approximately seven hours.
When he finished plotting, he activated his transmitter. He got no signal. Stretch mission wasn’t completed yet.
-I can’t wait a month on this damned planet. – he told himself while sitting down to stargaze that night.
After stargazing a few minutes, he decided to set camp there.
Fire, a campfire, is what came next.
-Maybe just a couple of days. They can’t be further away from Earth than six days. – he exclaimed while taking off his helmet.
Feeling the breeze on his face, he got closer to the fire.
-What do you think comes next once we are done? – he asked his own helmet as if he were a mad man.
After getting no answer, he laid down and look at the stars.
While looking at the sky he focused on a distant star. He closed one eye and played with his fingers, imagining crushing that star with just the power of his hand.
Once his destructive fantasy bored him, he started thinking about his enemies.
A gigantic grin took control of his face once he remembered the rage and fear he infused on Dorian Neverender.
His smile got smaller once he remembered Arana’s face. Said smile was gone once he saw Noah hurt on his memories.
Frustrated he sighed. Angry he got up and walked to the Zemedian camp.
With each step, he doubted his intent.
Against all odds, he arrived at the camp and stood in front of them.
-Word has most likely reached the crown’s ears. Mara and the central colonies will be severely guarded. – he started to preach while the Zemedians took their weapons.
With all the Zemedians ready, he went on.
-The outer colonies… - he stopped while looking at the stars in the sky.
No limit existed at that moment.
-The outer colonies, are a carefree prey. And on this day, hunting season is open. -
Once he finished, every warrior marched, getting ready to start a raid on any planet they could control. Backed up by the man who could bring the emperor himself to his knees, they marched on without any fear.
Preparado para utilizar su teletransportador personal, recibió una transmisión. Stretch había hecho contacto con su objetivo. El día mejoró por completo al escuchar esa noticia.
Ready to use his persona teleporter, he received a transmission. Stretch contacted his objective. The day got completely better after hearing the news.
He set the coordinates of his destination and teleported.
The last thing that was heard from him, was a laugh. Not an evil laugh like the ones that make you angry. Nor an uncontrolled laugh that made you fear.
It was a warm laugh, full of emotion, like the ones that make you want to join in and laugh too.
It was, after all, a human laugh.
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