(KigaVerse) Lode Star: Origins

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Grand Chancellor Rygeltan of the Tamerithian United Council stood before a master control unit in the Great Hall of the planetary capitol city of New Tameroth. He was clad in dark grey robes of fine leather detailed sequentially with bright silver trim adorning the masterful, decorative tailor work. His long white hair was bound in a long braid that dangled down the length of his back. The red flesh of his pointed ears peeked from behind the sleek, oblong profile of his cranium as his head subtly shifted back worth in concert with the feverish movements of his hands along the face of the alien control module. The holographic GUI interfaces were dancing and singing with flashing red symbols and strange, cosmically foreign tones and audible notes that invoke a familiar sense of urgency and alarm.

A brilliant, atmospheric flash of pale gold light accompanied by a bellowing clap of rolling thunder interrupted Rygeltan's focus, and he gave a weary glace of his shoulder, his narrow, geometric and seemingly sculpted facial structure revealed as his crimson eye lids slide across his jet black gems several times. He turned his body around, back now to the control module, correcting his posture as he awaited patiently.

A streak of star light entered the Great Hall as a speed to fast for the human eye. For Rygeltan's perspective, Movizaris Vintius, the being known in multiple galaxies as Lode Star, appeared before him in a blinding, intense flash. Lode Star was dressed in the noblest of Tamerinthian attires. His suit was of fine leather similar to that of Rygeltan's garments. The fabric was a pure, angelic white with decorative, stylised gold detail woven into the stitching. Across the chest was woven an insignia of a tribal star with sharp, curvy wings extending from either side toward the shoulder which held a silken gold cape around his collar. He too was Tamerithian, and had the same physical features characterised by their rosy complexion, geometric bone structure and pointed ears. Movizaris held a slain alien being in his left hand, hoisted of its feet and dangling lifelessly. The being had a very humanoid anatomy concealed by detailed black battle armor with many decorative, overlapping layers of plating that seemed to compose its design.

"What fate has Tamerith begotten, Rygeltan?!" Lode Star asked urgently and with the gravity and intensity of a collapsing star as he gazed up and down the lifeless being he held, gazing upon this strange new foe for the very first time.

"Our enemy attacked en mass, Lord Lode Star!" Rygeltan answered him in a panicked, flustered state. Their home-and only-world was falling around them to an enemy they were unable to identify, much less defeat.

"We are routed in all regions and all attempts to evacuate the Denizens have failed," Rygeltan explained hastily, once again returning his hands and attention to the control module. He hesitated. An wave of emotional, perhaps even dread filled him up to his brim as he let the words escape his lips. "I fear they have all perished."

Movizaris tossed the corpse carelessly on the floor, its limbs thrashing around like a well-worked-in rag doll at the mercy of his might. He clinched his fists tight, a deep expression of outrage gripping his rosy, chiseled face. A star fire began to flicker and burn with the cores of his black eyes. He didn't know who had attacked his peaceful people or even why. But they were about to find out that they had picked the wrong planet.

"Remain here," Movizaris commanded the Chancellor and leader of his people. Lode had lived for over two-thousands years, guiding his planet and leading them forward as they became the most influential, peaceful planet in the five galaxies. He'd be damned if any one, or anything was going to destroy it.