Two and the Last Year on Earth ✓ [humor, sci-fi, romance]

Act 27: The Purple One Commands the Room

Everyone gathered at Corestar, a castle that was the core of Stellagaza. Every Stellian and agent were all there in the gargantuan auditorium with the massive rainbow stage. They were all shouting, demanding answers, and they were all angry. Prince Chorlos the Second was speaking into an Amplify Voicer and trying to get order to happen, but no one was listening.

Beside him stood the Director and Lizmardianne Yesrush both with heads bowed and looking rather guilty.

Two was in the very back of the auditorium but it was easy to get through. She let her authority signals send warnings and everyone made way for her. Slipping through the crowd she went up to the stage when three Stellianorigins appeared. Prince Chorlos the Second didn't have to, but he spread his arms and bowed his head like everyone else.

I'm going to verbally fight them. Two was determined to advocate for humans. Even if Stellianorigins take away my agent status.

She was surprised at her own sacrificial thoughts. She would have never thought about humans this way before, but now here she was and suddenly they were the most important beings in the universe and beyond.

"The purple one wishes to speak with rainbow blood and clear wing," said one Stellianorigin. "Rainbow blood and clear wing do not wish to speak. Matters may be dark, but they are settled like dust. Questions are in a jar and sealed. Never to be asked about and the key went into the lock to close the mouth forever. We fly to the sky."

"Wait!" Two jumped up onto the stage to stand before the Stellianorigins. They couldn't just claim that the matters were not to be spoken of ever again without even addressing it. "Do rainbow blood and clear wing not realize beating heart of pale mortals are as existing as us?"

Do you know realize humans are like us? Two put that message strong in her creative code. The Stellianorigin in front blinked and it's eyes turned white, the same color as its body.

"Immortal and mortal are not cinnamon and spice. Mortals are not crystals or rainbows. Mortals are mud and dust. Mortals are not—"

"Bloody hell with what mortals are not!" Two shouted and there was an audible, collective gasp from the crowd. You never swore at Stellianorigins. "Mortals create. Mortals laugh. Mortals become friends and mortals strive to live every sunlit day and work through every moonlit night. Mortals are more than Stellian seeds to grow Stellian youth for Stellian populations to bloom and rise. Mortals are beautiful, creative beings with just as much rainbow blood and crystal wing as Stellianorigins."

The gasps from the crowd were shrieks of shock. Two had basically said that humans are wonderful beings and that they are as beautiful and creative as Stellianorigins themselves.

She could tell it was working on them. The Stellianorigins were beginning to melt rainbow ink on the stage, slowly revealing their truth core. If she could get them to strip, she could find out the real reason the Stellianorigins are being so hung up about not letting humans have creativity.

"Are Stellians not from mortals?" she said after a pause.

Their DNA was literally made using stardust, nebula matter, and human DNA. That was how Stellians were born. The first by chance, the rest on purpose.

The truth core, a hard purple thing, emerged in the hands of the Stellianorigins. Two held out her hand. She had won them over and now they had to reveal themselves.

Two had not been expecting to see a little Genji in the vision. The truth core's vision showed Genji—who's name really was Genji—found out about this exact future of AERA7-0 and the Stellianorigins' plan about letting the mission happen just because it had already been publicized.