[GTS] To devour is to survive, that is the way of life for all those who transcend the confines of the Insignificant things called planets, who break the laws of mortality and go beyond the sanity of reason, that is the way of a Devourer of worlds...
The cosmic goddess flies through the cold vacuum of space with an intense look of irritation on her face. The great Devourer with her cosmic awareness search's through the endless void, she searched for the two microbes that had escaped. Never before had this being of tremendous proportion ever been so willing to chase after such weak and feeble microbes, but she needed to find those insignificant specks for only they would be able to tell her about these uncontrollable feelings.
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While traversing the cosmos the Devourer began to think back to the planet she had destroyed. The all powerful Goliath could see a countless memories countless images that were not her own. Images that belonged to the people of that red planet, for this was the risk that every devourer had to face. They called it the inheritance of stone. The memories of the planet where now hers the memories that had been engraved into the the planets surface for eons now filled her mind, memories of Kraadhoit culture, history, religion, family, and even love, all Embedded itself into her thoughts and as they played through her subconscious the feeling in her chest only grew stronger.
Devourer: "Uzuno." (lost in thought)
The Devourer clouded by memories shakes her head in defiance, what she needed wasn't useless sentiment what she need was another planet full of energy and life, for after her little outburst of emotion she hungered. She would find those that had escaped her, after all her time was infinite but right now her endless appetite came first.
The Devourer closes her eyes and spreads her consciousness through the empty void of space, and as she did, the goddess failed to notice that she was headed towards a small space rock floating through the cosmos. .......
Novixe and his son have traversed the cosmic void living a life of freedom as treasure hunters. They who had no place to call their home found themselves in top quality space suite while mining a barren rock in the middle of space.
Novixe: "Hurry boy we have to mine every last bit of this Aspian metal before our suites run out of oxygen."
Novixe knowing the value of minerals and metals knew that Aspian was a highly desired substance used to craft weaponry and space crafts. It was a metal capable of absorbing a huge amount of Kinetic energy and using that absorbed energy to attack or defend. It was a rare metal and this Baron rock smaller than a moon was filled with it.
Ihrae using high powered tools to drill into the hard rocky surface of space debris hears a small alarm go off inside of his helmet.
Ihrae: "father something has appeared on the scanners, something big."
Novixe: "Must be some damn poachers trying to loot our bounty."
Novixe without delay takes out a small Drull weapon also called a purifying pistol, and his son does the same. Both stop working, both get ready for battle.
Novixe, gun in hand looks over at his son Ihrae who stands on guard in front of him. Novixe knew that having the occupation of a treasure hunter was dangerous work, the one rule was that nothing belonged to you, and everything not nailed down was up for the taking, the honest truth was that even though they called themselves treasure hunters they where no different than outlaws, and worse case pirates, it was this kind of life that Novixe raised his son in and as he looked at his son Ihrae he knew that their was a chance that this might be the last time he saw his son alive.
