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“Oh my god,” Dreznor breathed, his eyes fixed on the five colossal wormholes unfolding before him in the distant sky.

He had always known that wormhole technology existed within the Astral Conclave—at least in theory. It was the kind of thing whispered about in myths and legends, the stuff of old spacer tales passed down through generations. Most would live and die without ever seeing one.

Now, he was seeing five at once, opening like rips in reality itself.

At first, when he was told about the wormholes, he was afraid. He feared that he would be discovered. But those fears had been quickly put to rest. The little protagonist assured him that those options were already taken into consideration and planned accordingly.