Moonlight8989

What if in the struggle between magic and science, magic was the victor?

What if technology disappeared and magic became what was used to colonize the galaxy?

What if now magic is used to wage war across the stars?

The imperial fleet’s only hope for victory is the ‘Hero of the Empire’ Metternich. Too bad that the man many consider to be their greatest hero, is in fact their greatest coward.

Metty once more finds himself in a desperate situation on the Planet of Volun 4. Newly promoted to the rank of Commodore, he must take command of the defeated 378th fleet cops and lead it to victory against a superior foe, and he must do that before the arrival of an even greater enemy force, while also keeping his secret cowardice hidden from his own troops, lest they turn on him.

Meanwhile rebellion stirs in the Occupied Territories, as a mysterious figure called 'Nobody' emerges to rally the rebels and lead them to victory against the Empire. But is he truly their salvation?

Enemies to his front, vengeful rebels to his rear and surrounding him are allies that may betray him at any moment.

Just another weekday for poor ol' Metty.

Riddle of Ruin

Excerpt from the diary of Private Raz V'a  van;  


  "We were the legionaries of Malus 'The World Breaker'"


"It was my second month of dessert warfare on Volun 4 and for the past 8 weeks our only enemy was boredom since for the past 5 weeks there had been no activity along the front and I was enjoining a pleasant breakfast while listening to the morning music and the local weather news broadcast.


"A lovely song, and now for the latest development for the upcoming storm report. An unexpected change is about to occur within four locations, those situated in mountainous regions may expect a strong windblown, to come from the southern direction, the city folk can this time rest at ease, with the exception of the local capitals, which are expected have its first share of heavy fall in what appears to be an unpredictable pattern. 


Those of you who have decided to take a long walk into virgin territory I hope you are prepared for the coming storm and finally chaotic fog is expected to befall on the western parts, mainly beaches and vacation areas and for the coming seasons the storm is believed to produce great change in the environment and medium....but we would like to assure our listeners, that no matter how hard the storm hits….. it may seem dreadful and without end, but like all things good and bad it  will eventually come to pass..." 


The windwaker, that some clever bastard had hooked up to a coin machine to charge us a penny a minute, told us the latest news or at least it did after I placed a coin in its mouth.


So far everything seem calm, just a storm brewing on the horizon, nothing more.


But the peace was not to last, for we had received word that we would have a new commander, namely Commodore Metternich per Pelasgiamus. 


The news was greeted with mixed results amongst our ranks.


 The majority of us received it well since he was a 'Hero of the Empire' and he had made quite the  name for himself, for Metternich and his ship 'The Vampire's Vengeance' were renowned for their struggle against our Empire's enemies.


'Headmaster Metty is here!', 'The Fox of Marengo has arrived!', were the joyous cries of many sailors and soldiers.


Others were indifferent and some reacted with distain since a new commander meant things would change, and if it was one thing being the army taught us, it was that you can be sure that when change came a soldier's world would go bad, take a detour through hell of the deepest darkest jungle, and just when you thought it was over then real danger would start arriving.


Those were the thoughts going through my mind while I was walking to where our company's potion's master's tent was in order to get some Drava pills, which was medicine that gave you extra energy to stay awake and more stamina for fighting, the side effect was that it blocked any kind of dreams you could have while you were asleep.


 That was a good thing, since from that day on things would go from bad to worse and beyond, for what we would see in the upcoming battles would have only given us nightmares.


Private Raz V'a  van, Imperial Logistic and Engineer Corps.


“We were the legionaries of Malus ‘The World Breaker’”