ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋɪᴇs: ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏғ sᴘʏʀᴀ’ᴀʀᴀᴇ|ᴍɪsᴜ ɪɪ

PRT 1.

"Clear the skies..."

Hundreds maybe thousands of nigrescent, gleaming hulls, gathered on the fringes of Ayenee Prime. Ayenee's arrogance had mandated the use of such small forces to negate their prime position in the Elysium Spirals. However, they did not anticipate full confrontation. For them, this was to be a great day one that would outshine all other attempts at peace within the past, or at least make it appear as such. It would renew faith in the idealism of superiority, a belief essential for its success. But even it too held a menacing secret.

For numerous years the media had been advertising the militaries intentions to crush any 'resistant' forces with their 'state of the art technology' given by the Hegemony Corporations as an 'act' of partnership and amity. Flooding communication networks with propaganda proclaiming the Elysium people were the chosen (the superiors) over all other races, children of the ancient arcanes, birthing a new age of deific technology.

Spyra'Arae not a primary planet within the Ayenee Empire but it lay upon the edge of the largest moon, Misu II and contained only various small research facilities. It was, nonetheless, here that the mighty Ngahákzha had chosen to show the undeniable might of their squadrons, a force not even approaching the full size of the great Ayenee Navy. Valuing two things above all else – one being knowledge and the other power. Their desire for information had led to the formation of the 'Zhīzhū network', an viral entity genetically designed, capable of accessing most Empire's internal archives.

Every previous plan extracted from the Federation database on their assault strategies – even before the Ayenian commanders themselves had received the information. This permitted plans for the key battle that would initially take place near Spyra'Arae. It was merely stratagem to split the Svocan-Ayenian forces.

Divide and conquer by the practice of the federations own dishonest aspirations.

[ᴜᴀʀ] ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʟʏsɪᴜᴍ sᴘɪʀᴀʟ

Lao'Taun: Space; for most it was the unlimited frontier, the medium between planets, between star systems between spirals. It was a cold, ever changing expanse that brought fortune upon those strategic and ambitious enough to cease it. It was a coffin for trillions who had fallen short of victory. Four Spirals occupied... Thirteen Military Arms...The Umarian Astral Raquamothla had conquered some of the greatest space faring nations to have ever risen. It was just the beginning, a mere step within the path that had been the vision of Lao'Taun. The weak fell, and the strong prevailed and the celestial symphonic resounded through all of creation with their tales.

Some endeavors of the nation grew of things greater than victory, and it was upon that premise that the UAR once more sat upon the boundaries of the Elysium Spiral. A journey which had now come to this sordid place once more brought forth the knock upon the door which beheld a greater force which had been used before; it was a signal, a specialized and obvious declaration of their arrival. The ancient, mysterious calls of the space-born leviathans resounded from one honeycomb-like domain of subspace to the next, like that of calling whales within a vast and limitless ocean. A call which would be harmonized as those representatives confined to those dominions too called out, heralding the arrival of the great conductor of the celestial symphonic himself.

The unaligned corporate syndicates operating within the Hellespawn System bore the brute of the initial waves of incoming horde, unprepared and inadequate vessels were shattered into derelicts, unsealed tombs from which the dead drifted away from. The 'knock upon the door' which had come years before was muted under what was a wave of unfathomable strength. The  Miqursha-Rlarhau Military Arm, along with several vessels belonging to the Nyiathians had been granted the honor of being the leading edge of the massive dedicated force that traveled with Lao'Taun and the Yughoshi Materna Chonyosa.

тнᴇ ʏυɢσsнı [συʀ cσммσɴ ᴅıʀᴇcтıσɴ]

The Yughoshi
S'elothotha Cystho : The Grand Cathedral of Cystho


The heart of the Yughosi was the Cathedral of Cystho, or S'elothotha Cystho as most of the moguliloth-tongued ones referred to it was more of a command structure than a spiritual construct. It was massive, possessing hundreds of rooms, alcoves and twisting corridors that labyrinthed inwards to the main structure. Like a clandestine house of worship, towering atrium, crowned choirs and criss-crossing transepts that bore stained-glass window structures with decorative stone tracery that allowed in light from the upper array to pierce the interior between branching arches of black waxy carapace like walls. Massive naves and aisles directed towards the main Altar-structure referred to as the 'Seat of Cystho' that sat beneath a massive pendentive held dome. The presbytery-floor was reserved for only the highest ranked members of the Amuin Congress and those who were invited. The Altar, or throne precipice was elevated off the floor which could be reached by winding staircases on either side of the massive solid-state volumetrics that displayed real-time territorial claims within the annexed Unyian and Ryuuesi Spirals. 

Tapestries hung from walls showing vivid symbolism of awarded conquests and the shields of the massive military arms of the Umarian Astral Raquamothla. The throne itself was placed within a circle of control monoliths that served as interface ports for Lao'Taun and his staff, the glossy black structures glowed as volumetrics rippled over their surface. Like it had grown upwards from the frame of the Cathedral-itself the throne consisted of twisted outcrops of the same glossy black material with luminescent jade and sapphire accents. Heavy chains attached to the mast-like front of the throne where Lao'Taun often held his parasitically infested puppets prior to the final days of their use.