New Galaxia

Chapter 30: Existence Sends An Invitation

8:13 A.M.

The Royal's Risellan Palace

Obsidian Au City (Provincial Capitol)

The Province of Risellia

Commonwealth of New Galaxia

Zack stood on one of the palace's balconies, taking in the view. He leaned on the guardrail, breathing in the fresh air and thinking through his thoughts peacefully. Then, abruptly and out of nowhere, he shot up straight, summoned a pair of binoculars, and aimed them at the sun, almost as if there was something... wrong with it.

And to be quite frank, there was. Zack lowered the binoculars from his face and gasped softly, like someone realising that they were supposed to do something two weeks ago. Though that was literally the reason for his surprise, the specific thing he forgot to do was not as you'd expect.

The sun, fists and all, was fighting the outer decimation ring.

. . .

8:20 A.M.

The Europan Society of Nations Building

Paris

The Royal Franco-Spanish Commonwealth

The Commonwealth of Europe

Crisp suit and all, Zack screeched to a halt in front of the European Society of Nations Building, Hezago descending likewise with his umbrella, landing with a soft click a few paces away. Also in a suit, he had white gloves to complement it, but his hair was an absolute mess, as if he hadn't slept for days- the most likely reason. He turned and met Zack's eyes, and the two smiled at each other, nodding thereafter, both knowing the mistake they probably made.

. . .

And the door slammed open once again, signalling another Galaxian excursion to the Society of Nations. Its members were very much startled, but they simply watched Hezago and Zack make their way to the central podium, waiting for them to say whatever they had to this time. They'd gotten used to it at this point.

"Hello and good-" Hezago checked his pocket watch, for some weird reason, "-morning! It has come to our attention that something we were supposed to do weeks ago has now bitten back with more consequences." The room, having literally no idea what they were talking about, bliked confusedly. Hezago took a deep breath. "The sun is gone." One of the members spoke. "But it's still shining?" Then right then and there, it went dark, darker than when someone blindfolds you with a blackout curtain and forces you to tightrope walk.

Anyways, now frowning, Hezago blinked, realising that the Sun had lost its battle. Zack waved a hand, and what seemed like the sun returned, but you could not, even if your life depended on it, find a burning ball of fire or anything to serve as a source. Hezago smiled thankfully at his husband, then continued. "The light you see now is not the sun. It's magic; only in place so you can control your populations. But, as they say, straight to the point." He inhaled softly, something only intended to break up this text.

"Existence is collapsing in on itself, and unless we do something about this, you'll be the last thing to go." The room, ignoring the fact they said you'll, broke into murmuring. Shocked by the statement, the head speaker, very much concerned, spoke. "Can you do something about it?" "Of course! I just need to issue a warning." "A warning...?" "The speed required to move this planet could outright split it in half, which, as you can guess, is not a good thing."

The head speaker gasped, not alone in his reaction. "Oh my..." "Yes, that exactly. So I hereby request territorial access to the select countries. The Commonwealth of North Pacifica's arctic and pacific waters, and the Republic of New Ivory's Atlantic waters." North Pacifica's Delegate (the Queen was on vacation) approved it almost instantly, but New Ivory's president, for some obscure reason, proved hesitant.