In the heart of the former Void Vortex and what was presently the Starforger Neblua, a smaller mid-sized world was developing in peace.
At the southeastern farming base of Simboa, Tank the Ultrahuman—an old, white-haired man—was holding a long metal rod and standing upon a pipeline, watching the vast greenery of the three-seasons rice field before him.
He nodded in satisfaction.
It was another bountiful year for Simboa. As the world began anew and the Steel Python acted deliberately, the development of the Ultrahuman civilization was very much smooth sailing. Soul Puppets, their once bitter enemies, appeared to have followed their pact to the latter, progressing and developing together other without deviant intentions.
"Harvest means food, and food means more children fed."
