After a moment, Cain raised his right hand, signaling an end to the low chant that had filled the throne room. The sudden silence was profound, settling over the gathered figures like a heavy velvet curtain. All eyes turned to the Scarlet King. He fixed his attention on the Thirteen Stars of Doomsday. They stood before Cain with straight backs and steady hearts, awaiting his next command.
Cain spoke in a solemn voice, his words echoing through the spacious chamber: "Each of you choose one thousand people. They will join you in your journey across the Nine Empreyan Sun Universe and become the base of your power. They must be members of your own races, as it is important that we maintain our façade of ingrained and blind xenophobia. Those that accompany you must understand that once they leave, they might not return to Aether for decades or even centuries."
