Memory Fragment 1

"I'm bored!" A black clothed young man groaned.

The blue mech armored person beside him glanced over lightly before he turned his attention back to the massive holographic screen in front of him.

Seeing that he had been ignored, the black clothed young man grumbled even louder. After being voted to be the captain of the Extraterrestrial Elimination Team 70 years ago, he has only been receiving and hearing reports from his crew. He couldn't understand the thoughts about his crew when they appointed him as captain of this space journey.

Aboard the God grade Universe Exploration Ship, Heaven's Rift, the black clothed young man and his crew had wandered the universe for several decades now, but after all real threats had been annihilated from the face of the universe, he felt that his life had lost all meaning.

As for the remaining space tribes within their universe, they have been scared shitless that they all vowed to never pass the Milky Way Galaxy during their travels, much less dare to go near it.

"Tidal! Where are we hyper jumping to next?" the black clothed young man suddenly asked as he sat up.

Not even turning his head to glance at the young man, the blue armored man named Tidal replied, "The mother of all spiral galaxies, ICX 112. There have been reports about sighting an escapee of the Milky Way Galaxy Prison starting a tribe in one of the solar systems there."

Hearing that, the black clothed young man nodded before he got up and left the room. "I need a breather for a moment...Continue to monitor the void for possible space beast attacks and the wanted men. I'll be back."

"Yes, sir." With his eyes still glued to the holographic screen, Tidal replied.

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Heaven's Rift, The Garden

Sitting in a white marbled gazebo quietly, a man in silvery-gray uniform was reading a book when the doors to the garden slid open. Not needing to look up from his book, the man greeted the newcomer with a smile. "Good morning, Chaos. I heard you whined a lot while signing reports. I feel bad for Tidal now."

"I came here to enjoy the limited beauty of the ship's artificial garden, Matter. Don't make me whoop your ass a 2nd time because of your mouth." Chaos coldly replied. Walking to a nearby bench before taking a seat, he took a deep breath as an iron knife appeared in his right hand. "Be a good boy and maybe I'll let you in on this junk."

"You promised?"

Chaos nodded.

"Sweet! I haven't eaten any iron since the day you banned me from the storage room 3 years ago! Hahaha, I'm finally going to get to eat iron again!" Matter cheered. His magic required him to consume metals in such large quantities that Chaos had to ban Matter from ever using his magic again during the mission. Matter has been meditating in the Garden since then.

1 hour later...

"So Matter, how's life going for you?" Chaos asked.

"You know the deal, same old same old. Waking up, meditate, read a book, meditate again, read another book, sleep, and repeat. What about you?"

"It's been 70 years since our departure from Earth. After sweeping up all of the colonies and space brigades of other solar systems, I'm getting tired...and bored."

"Hoi, I have known you since childhood and never once have you gotten tired. But yeah, boredom has hit all of us like a truck. Until we reach our next destination, we will have to find things to do to not lose our sanity."

Feeling amused, Chaos chuckled, "Imagine going insane due to boredom, couldn't be me. Well....I have to return to my quarters now, else I won't be able to escape Tidal's lecture. Bye, Matter."

"Goodbye, captain...Eh? Captain, wait! You haven't given me that knife of yours yet, captain!"