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One-Shot: Death Resurrection “You have been reborn. Out of the burning death of the yellow liquid fire we’ve resurrected you out of other worldly means. Welcome.” An archmage was on an altar as others of his followers chanted around in a pool of black substance. “With the failure of the Sith, the fall of the Galactic Guardians, the savagery of the Militia and lastly, the tyranny of Supreme Leader Phoebe and her Federation, it would soon be a matter of time before her, the Militia and the remnants of the guardians are at their weakest, we will rise.” His hands began to glow as his followers chanting grew. The p

One-Shot: Silla One Week Prior to the Invasion of Earth Commander Silla’s POV: I stood in front of the mirror of my captain’s quarters. I adjusted my uniform before presenting myself to Queen Phoebe, the Supreme Ruler of New Rylaia. It has been several months since the fall of the Haven and the Republic, it still affects me to see so many lives lost during the conflict. But what made me sickening was that my queen, Phoebe, was the Don the whole time. Seemingly under our noses she assembled an army of gangsters and launched sneak, terror, and full attacks. The worst part was that my family was on one of the planets that was in

One-Shot: Rising Star With half of the galaxy now under Supreme Leader Phoebe’s rule, the new artificial planet is now the new capital of New Rylaia. With colonize established from planets that were attacked and bombarded during the Eclipse’s invasion, it was much easier to maintain control with every mink soldier patrolling each colony. If only she can grasp the other planets that were just beyond the boundaries of her rule, she can watch them carefully should there be an uprising. As for now her plan came through and the Galactic Guardians are nothing more than a mere memory. Speaking of which part of her wondered if there re

"I don't remember what I happened but all I remeber is this massive blue wave hitting me. And now, I'm in this strange new place with with followers that once followed my mother....mother." A young girl no more than 15 years of age spoke aloud to herself as she was in a deep cave, along with several others that were not hers. The girl, Princess Kyra. walked to down the carven to address her fellow subterrian reptillians; the Locust Horde. Or what's left of the mighty race. She didn't know much about what happened so long ago, all she could remember about her past was that her mother, the former Queen Myrrah, told her at a young age that th