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And yes, I'll call him a Beast! There isn't a better word for the man! Brutal, yet kind, Incomprehensible, and yet simple, hardened, yet broken. "Beast" is what the gang, the Holden Marauders, had so eloquently named the man who has so thoroughly destroyed them. But, as usual, I am getting ahead of myself again; I should start from the beginning. | And yes, I'll call him a Beast! There isn't a better word for the man! Brutal, yet kind, Incomprehensible, and yet simple, hardened, yet broken. "Beast" is what the gang, the Holden Marauders, had so eloquently named the man who has so thoroughly destroyed them. But, as usual, I am getting ahead of myself again; I should start from the beginning. | ||
My name is Richard Mortiac, and the story I am about to tell you starts with a game of cards at the Edge of the Universe | My name is Richard Mortiac, and the story I am about to tell you starts with a game of cards at the Edge of the Universe and ends with the fate of countless races, peoples, and cultures in the hands of three mortal enemies. | ||
So set the stage of your mind, and prepare | So set the stage of your mind, and prepare for a story | ||
Of rebirth. | Of rebirth. | ||
=== CHAPTER ONE- A | === CHAPTER ONE- A Port of Questionable Motives === | ||
Port Vinnea, Last stop before the Edge of the Universe! Or so the shambling monstrosity that owns the almost fantastic space station would say that it was. It is a haunt of the mega-wealthy, the one percent of the one percent. Admission to the port for a day cost more than many folks would make in a hundred lifetimes; and a pass for a year? My, you could buy a planet and build a country with that money. But the people that inhabit this station were powerful, poised, and unrelentingly egotistical. So how then; pray tell, did a down-on-his-luck reporter for a news station halfway across the galaxy end up in the playground for the ultra-wealthy and powerful? Well... It has to do with a girl. (Doesn't it always?) | |||
I arrived at Port Vinnea in the late autumn of the nearest solar system's cycle. I received a true red carpet experience; That was until I was discovered to be as poor as I was. And that I was a '' journalist'' no less. So for many long days and nights, I sat there, alone, in my room, typing furiously and hoping for a story to hit me in the face. It sounds silly, I know, to simply ''hope'' that the story of the century would be overheard by a twenty-one-year-old man in over his head by a million miles. The fascinating part of it all was that it seemed to work. | |||
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Revision as of 04:39, 20 August 2019
THE EDGE OF THE UNIVERSE
A Series of Unfortunate Tales
REBIRTH
PROLOGUE
Days had passed since any land had been spotted. The ocean seemed to be a respite from the man- no, the creature that pursued the pirate crew that held me as it's captive. What had driven this once-feared crew to a such a state of terror was a lone assailant, whom, over the course of months, had destroyed and eliminated nearly three hundred of the gang's number.
"Two hundred, and Seventy-one of us..." Lannister's voice called out to another man on the boat. The man jumped in his seat and turned to eye his compatriot with hatred. "... Sorry Vero... Didn't know you were that jumpy..."
"Don't I have a right to be?!?" Vero screamed. "It's almost midnight, and I can feel his eyes on me, I've felt them since we left Hass'var!!" Vero was losing his mind, it had been apparent since Port Vinnea. That's where we had first met the Beast.
And yes, I'll call him a Beast! There isn't a better word for the man! Brutal, yet kind, Incomprehensible, and yet simple, hardened, yet broken. "Beast" is what the gang, the Holden Marauders, had so eloquently named the man who has so thoroughly destroyed them. But, as usual, I am getting ahead of myself again; I should start from the beginning.
My name is Richard Mortiac, and the story I am about to tell you starts with a game of cards at the Edge of the Universe and ends with the fate of countless races, peoples, and cultures in the hands of three mortal enemies.
So set the stage of your mind, and prepare for a story
Of rebirth.
CHAPTER ONE- A Port of Questionable Motives
Port Vinnea, Last stop before the Edge of the Universe! Or so the shambling monstrosity that owns the almost fantastic space station would say that it was. It is a haunt of the mega-wealthy, the one percent of the one percent. Admission to the port for a day cost more than many folks would make in a hundred lifetimes; and a pass for a year? My, you could buy a planet and build a country with that money. But the people that inhabit this station were powerful, poised, and unrelentingly egotistical. So how then; pray tell, did a down-on-his-luck reporter for a news station halfway across the galaxy end up in the playground for the ultra-wealthy and powerful? Well... It has to do with a girl. (Doesn't it always?)
I arrived at Port Vinnea in the late autumn of the nearest solar system's cycle. I received a true red carpet experience; That was until I was discovered to be as poor as I was. And that I was a journalist no less. So for many long days and nights, I sat there, alone, in my room, typing furiously and hoping for a story to hit me in the face. It sounds silly, I know, to simply hope that the story of the century would be overheard by a twenty-one-year-old man in over his head by a million miles. The fascinating part of it all was that it seemed to work.