*In a neighboring city is where the negotiations between Zodiac Blood and the Eternal Kingdom are really being held. With both leaders of each faction sitting at opposite chairs which are facing each other. The Huge stature standing at 9 ft tall of the Founder of Zodiac Blood sits on on chair. From head too toe He is covered in bright white ornate, gothic and futuristic armor with glowing red slits on the openings and on the visor of his helmet. But what stands out the most is the man's massive and brutish Red Rhino Horn. By all accounts the man radiates this aura of stoicism and power fitting for the leader of a powerful Star spawning empire.*
*But on the other chair sits Nero who's presence overshadow's the Zodiac both figuratively and literally as the Heir stands 24 ft tall easily dwarfing over the Zodiac even when seated. Behind him is a massive halo pulsing with gold light and flames, his cape even when sitting flowing majestically. If there was a god or entity to be worship he defines to perfection as his radiance overwhelms all the Zodiacs as they kneel before there Heir, before the source of the Faith, except for The Leader, Genesis Khall. The humans in the room ofcourse kneel down before, Nero. But the Heir raises his arm.*
Please, stand. For I am neither above nor beyond you all today. At this moment, I sit before you all as flesh and bone, in this physical finite coil to discuss of matters that not just trouble me but trouble you all as well. Genesis, knows this. his faith in me is the greatest of all yet he sets before me not as man of faith but as a diplomat who wishes to parley. *Praised Nero, his echoing yet gentle voice sending jolts to every mortal in this room as they stand back up slowly.*
My, Heir, you honor me with such praise. Truly we are all unworthy to gaze upon your glorious avatar, more so the humans. *Said Genesis earnestly as he bows to Nero while seated.*
It not a question of worth, Genesis. But of dedication to one's duties, to there professions and to the collective of all. In my eyes no human mortal has been seen wanting in these halls! *Spoke Nero as he gestures to the audience of Humans and Zodiacs who let out a cheer of reassurance and pride.*
Now, enough of this. Let us proceed with the negotiations, shall we!? *Nero suggested with a smirk and a charismatic wink.*
How many cities, countries, continents and planets apart of my Kingdom have your forces attacked, unprovoked no less these past few years? Let's see here… *Nero let's out a sad sigh as he looks at the numbers on the screen of the side of his chair with a betrayed frown. Glass like cracks formed on his face and came crashing out of it back first was, Scars who's shooting at the 5 Zodiac's chasing after him! The Zodiacs twist, spin turned there bodies to dodge his bullets in mid air with 2 of them shooting back at him!*
*Scars destroys the bullets with well timed swings of his Beam swords and then clashes blades with the Zodiacs in mid air! They were like a whirlwind of blades, blocking, parrying, redirecting each other's swings at lightning fast speeds! Ezekiel, then comes crashing out of the building and tackles into 2 of the Zodiacs with 5 more of the Zealots following him!*
*Ezekiel manages to keep his grip on one of the Zodiacs and heads butt him in the face shattering it's helmet and then tears him in two with his weapon!*
Far to many. Far, Far to many to count. Over A hundred planets have been stripped of all human life.
I assure you it could be A mere coincidence, my Hier. Zodiac Blood loses dozens of planets under unknown circumstances, sometimes under attacks by primitive horrid abominations that know not of your light. *Genesis counters logically but Nero let's out a amused chuckle.*
*Raurua, grits her teeth as she strikes a Zodiac stomach sending them flying away while Sapphire, blocks the thousands of bullets that the charging Zodiacs are firing at them with his shield! With his teeth clamped together from the strain he made his cape stretch out and fire dozens of Violet Petal spikes back at them! Some of the dodge the spikes but those that couldn't instead of being impaled the spikes pin there targets to the ground alive and almost unharmed!*
*It only just slowed them down as they break free on at a time with there super human strength! The Commander rallied his stunned men back to there senses! He points to a small platoon to stay behind while he waves to another to charge in with him! Together they ran to the sides to there aid!*
Indeed, Genesis! I'm no fool, these logs taken by highly credible Military Figures with live footage by the way, show recordings of your forces conducting orbital bombardments of my planets.
Easily created Forgeries, My Heir. No doubt your "highly credible figures" carried ill will and and are trying to frame my people which is to be expected of the masses. It is so easy to let emotions and personal beliefs cloud one's judgment after all.
*Ruarua, Kicks away two Zodiac's, she uses Muay Thai moves to take down to others, wrapping her right leg over a Zodiacs neck and her left arm wrapped around another's she flings them into two others as she covers Sapphires flanks! The Zodiacs have numbers on there side but the Astera even the odds as they pull switches on there right arms that burst off parts of there armor which allows them to match the pace of the Zodiacs!*
Yes, personal beliefs. Like yours people Faith in us, Genesis? Is this about the disaster on the other of the Source Barrier? Is this about "there" return?
*Genesis fell silent for few a moments. Clearly taken by surprise but he answered him shortly*. Truly your omniscience knows no bounds, My Heir.
*As they speak deep underground in the war torn city 200 Zodiac Knights just finished slaughtering the Astera squad under ground and continue traveling deeper into darkness. The deeper they go the more twisted and obscene there surroundings become.*
ZBS, Atlanta we're nearing the main objective. It's worst then we thought, they're already breaching our reality.
Roger that, we will tell your families what you've all done today. Die well, Corporal.
*With the Corporal's hands he signaled his Battle Brothers and Sister to ripped out there coms devices and any data from there suits and continue down to what lies below this nightmare. But what they do not know is that deeper down is a shiny winged entity with flaming sword and shield.*
Number, 2, Micheal, the Last Arc Angel. Burn and cleave, tell there it is nothing left.
*Another entity said as he spoke in angels mind. The angel then ignite his sword to a blazing inferno that rivals the sun itself and then swings it at the unspeakably Grotesque eldritch monsters that he's facing.*
For if even a single trace of there touch remain's, Of "his" touch all is lost ounce again. So speaks, Utopia.