Xenysis……
Seunna......
Velatum……
These were words that officially became apart of who I am and what I stood for. Whether one was to be objectified or denied those facts were irrelevant. The true nature of my actions depended on each one. As I gathered the remaining pieces behind the original Velatum teams shattered dream, I made refuge in the far out terrain of Xenysis. You see, before the initial discovery on earth the legend of Xenysis was described as the “sister planet”. What that meant exactly was not so clear however I created my own interpretation based on that theory.
If Xenysis was indeed a relative of earth then it would only make sense that the planet would have to mirror it’s likeness. Two parallels, one being from within and the other, outside. The thesis that states each must match accordingly to its predecessor, whether the elder planet being Xenysis or Earth did not matter. Each world was a reflection of the other. With that stated, our team, god bless their souls, designed the interior of Xensysis based off of our speculations. This means inherently that the landscape and locations were almost exact but altered to fit the atmosphere of what lies before us. Knowing this I had no trouble finding my way from one set area to the next in my trail.
The geography wasn’t the issue, my next motive was. As I matured throughout my life, I learned to naturally disregard trivial matters. So much so that my own safety was always at the cost of endangerment, I’ve adapted to the lifestyle of being on the brink of distress. As I traveled around the countryside, I foolishly had the desire to confront Kensei but confrontation would be futile if I never stormed the meaning of those answers. Each night was a trial while I slowly began to open up to my inner self and embrace this curse of mine. Time swayed drastically, and my once former ally had successfully done what we were unable to, transform his idealistically disturbed ways into a reality I’d nevermore replace expiry from. Though seunna was presented to us as an opportunity unseen to the narrow mind, it was, shall I say, a misconception.
Humanity was in denial and I was on the stake of disillusionment. As I observed from the sidelines I had come to a realization. Seunna may have given aid to our pain, the type of pain that could always rely on a remedy to keep us going. Though, what was truly irreplaceable was our sense of morality. The backbone in which decided greatness was the act of giving forth sincerity in order to be returned with that same benevolence. It wasn’t long before other outsiders encountered Xenysis. Kensei used the power of seunna to call forth others from Earth into this new planet. He then sealed off the exit as a means to remind humanity that he was indubitably the new leader of this good ridden world.
The greed consumed these newcomers entire beings. Two standards were permanently split among Xenysis, the undesirables, poverty stricken humans who were unable to obtain the necessities they needed to live an efficient life, and thus sacrificed to be brought to “good use”as seunna for those without that label. Then there were the worthies people who lived off of the undesirables to then carry forth the so called “strength” Xenysis needed to be governed. All this may have served little significance to those who simply want to live but the true catalyst for this false order was, and they were called the “IMPERIUM”. An organization of mass misguidance commanded by none other than Kensei Omnium himself. It was catastrophe of epic proportions. His mishap was sudden, and apparently my last resort. It was announced that the Imperium were looking for the original founders of the planet, and I am certain on his hit list I wasn’t on high enough regard to be counted as more than one person which only further confirmed my suspicions. My comrades were alive. Maybe not all, but some were still well. I had pondered this for the longest time knowing in full that they wouldn’t have let themselves fall victim so easily.
His underestimation would be his downfall. I was disgusted with myself to wonder how they prevailed against all odds but I honestly at that moment could have cared less. The depths of hell had a contender for worst possible outcome. If I had any chance at revolution, I had to take matters into my own hands. I was to reach into my past and cleanse a present beyond my grasp and future beyond my sights.
From what I’ve seen as of late impossibility is unreal. A one woman army would only suffice as provisional, I knew what had to be done.
The rebirth of the Velatum was now on the horizon.
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