Deep in the unending confines of space an ancient beast holds the Sway of planets and their systems. Wrapping its grotesque and scaled form around star systems and the victims trapped within.
This beast gorges itself on the life blood and organs of its prey, trapping them up within its many never ending slime soaked appendages.
It's here that this ancient beast has found a new prey. An old empire built amongst many systems spanning space and spreading their people throughout the stars. Long has this beast been forgotten by these people written off as a farce, a thing to scare the newer generation into following the old laws.
This night, those soul deep fears have been brought back to the surface, by one young boy. Not yet a man, this boy is forced to watch has his comrades and commander are yanked into the night, his patrol ship lost never to be found. It was meant to be a simple systems patrol to get the new recruits ready for their Right of Passage into adult hood.
Deep within the planetary empire, cities are quiet on the homeworld. Homes dark, markets closed. The air is heavy and thick with mourning. An entire generation of recruits gone within a single swoop. Among them was their prince of 17. They fear for the people and what's to come if even the noble families are not safe.
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A court of nobles are found sitting in silence, waiting for the next pin to drop. It does not last long before large ornate doors are burst open a wailing sob filling the room.
"How can all of you just sit there! My son is dead, our prince! is! dead! He is never coming back, all they could find was shattered Armour from the recruits not even a single body!"
I tall woman, long strands of crimson drape past her pale vulpin shoulders. Normally piecing gold eyes red and watery with sorrow. Sharp teeth fill a thin mouth of a carnivorous nature. Long pointed ears perfect for listening for prey poke out from her hair.
Her eyes narrow in on an older male of similar build and looks. Her father, current Emperor of the dremoric people. Lord Velloric the 6th and his council of back stabbing gator snipes.
Her father stands and speaks, "what would you have us do girl! That was my grandchild, you have no proof that it was some beast and not another foe."
"It does not matter if it was beast or foe, i demand retribution, you are all spineless cowardly fools!"
"How dare you speak to me that way! My own daughter shall not utter such disrespect! begone!"
"I will not leave! not until you lot see the truth. I will prove it was the devonanagra! The great planet devourer!"
The emperor looks upon his daughter in disgust slight fear coating his features, he could lose power if the truth of this incident got out, theres only one choice he can make now.
"Then I hereby name you an exhile of dremora, Gaurds drag this outcast from my presence, mark her skin as a traitor of her people and bind her in the chains, I want her out of my city."
The council watches with shocked silence as their princess is dragged from the room kicking and screaming none brave enough to oppose his ruling.