Stellaria the beginning

Dark secrets

In the darkened halls of the Citadel, the atmosphere was thick with anticipation. Shadows flickered along the cold stone walls, illuminated only by the dim glow of arcane symbols etched into the floor. The air was filled with a low, ominous hum—the sound of reality itself trembling under the weight of the dark powers being summoned.

Geno stood at the head of the grand chamber, his eyes fixed on the massive, pulsating sphere of energy hovering in the center of the room. The sphere was unlike anything that had been seen before, its surface a swirling maelstrom of black and crimson light, crackling with dark energy. He could feel the raw, destructive power contained within it, a force that could bend the very fabric of existence to his will.

Korin approached from the shadows, his expression twisted into a satisfied grin. He joined Geno by the sphere, his gaze locked onto the chaotic energy within. "It's almost ready," Korin said, his voice a low, sinister whisper. "This will be the end of them, Geno. The Keepers won't stand a chance against this."

Geno nodded slowly, his expression unreadable. "They've been a thorn in our side for far too long. This... weapon, this creation, will finally allow us to crush them—and with them, any hope of resistance."

Korin chuckled darkly, his eyes gleaming with malice. "They think they've grown strong. They think they can stand against us. But they have no idea what we've been preparing. They have no idea what true power looks like."

Geno turned his gaze toward Korin, a cold, calculating look in his eyes. "The Nexus was just the beginning, a tool to set the stage. But this... this is something else entirely. Something that goes beyond mere control. We've transcended the need for subtlety or strategy. With this weapon, we'll annihilate them."

Korin's grin widened, his excitement barely contained. "And then, with the Keepers out of the way, the Zero Point will be ours to command. We'll reshape reality in our image, remake the multiverse as we see fit. Nothing will be beyond our reach."

Geno stepped closer to the sphere, raising a hand toward it but stopping just short of touching its surface. The energy within roiled and surged in response, as if it were a living thing, eager to be unleashed. "We've kept this weapon hidden from even our most trusted allies," Geno mused, his voice laced with dark satisfaction. "No one knows the full extent of what it can do—not even the Keepers. By the time they realize, it will be too late."

Korin nodded, his eyes fixed on the sphere. "Let them prepare, let them train, let them think they've found the key to their salvation. It will only make their defeat all the sweeter when we strike."

There was a long, heavy silence as the two of them stood before the sphere, the weight of their impending assault hanging thick in the air. They could feel the power building, growing stronger with each passing moment. The weapon they had forged was a culmination of all their dark knowledge, all their twisted ambition. It was the ultimate expression of their will to dominate, to control, to destroy.

"We'll begin the final preparations tonight," Geno said at last, his voice cold and emotionless. "The time for patience is over. Let the Keepers have their last moments of hope. It will make their despair all the more profound."

Korin nodded, his grin fading into a look of cold determination. "Agreed. When we unleash this power, there will be no turning back. The multiverse will tremble before us, and the name of Geno and Korin will be feared across all of creation."

Geno turned away from the sphere, his mind already focused on the battle to come. "Prepare the others. We move soon."

Korin lingered for a moment, his eyes lingering on the swirling mass of energy before him. There was something hypnotic about it, something that spoke to the deepest, darkest corners of his soul. But then, with a final, satisfied nod, he turned to follow Geno out of the chamber.

As the two of them walked away, the sphere of energy pulsed with an almost malevolent intelligence, as if it were aware of the destruction it was about to unleash. The Citadel seemed to hum with anticipation, the walls vibrating with the dark energy that filled the air.

The Keepers had no idea what was coming. But soon, they would. And when they did, it would already be too late.