The day of the founding ceremony had arrived.
Scheduled to begin at noon standard time which was still synchronized to the clocks on Old Earth, Ves and every other human knew that history would change forever.
There was no way to stop the rise of the Red Collective anymore. Even if the native aliens or radical terrorists found a way to disrupt the ceremony, the stakeholders would just hold a quieter and much more private inauguration event elsewhere.
Too many people put their hopes and ambitions on the founding of a future rival to the Red Association and the Red Fleet.
While it was extremely unlikely for 'collies', as they had begun to be called, to rival the mechers and fleeters anytime soon, there was always hope for the future.
An extremely important component to speeding up the development and total combat power of the collies was whether the Hunting Association agreed to register itself as a sect at the Red Collective.
