#expedition-logs

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sweet fox
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Traveller’s log #576: “Crews have secured the artifact and have it contained for further study, but something feels odd, earlier today on my terminal I’ve been getting anomalous texts with words and letters similar to the ones on the artifact, translation of the texts tell of a potential warning about the artifact, I hope the guys down at the research wing know what there doing.” -kzzt-

summer marsh
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Iteration 1.
My consciousness fades in, and the white along the edges of my helmet recedes to reveal more white. I am much too confused to make sense of it, and slowly crawl to my feet. Everything swims. A familiar sensation.

I have awoken like this before, and yet, I also have not. I have seen so many planets and stars, yet this is the first. I remember how to reconfigure my Exosuit. My ship. It's in my muscles - I just need to go through the motions. But things are different this time.

My suit immediately alerts me that Hazard Protection failure is imminent. My ship is much farther away; my pack feels much smaller. Something is different this time. Something is different. Something is wrong.

On my last legs, having barely found the means to charge my thermal shielding unit, I rush to my crashed, aflame ship and take a seat. I become aware of my labored breathing. I check my logs.

Iteration 1. it says, again. Iteration 1. Over, and over, and over. Iteration 1. What is the meaning of this? Iteration 1. The log simply continues on and on like this for a while. Iteration 1. Eventually, however, the lines become more coherent, forming a maddened, crazed mantra:

Iteration 1. The first. The last. The only.

My head swims with crimson; my eyes fail to focus on the text. I close the log out of caution, and sit back in my chair. The first? The only? Do I only have one chance? What if I fail? When I fail?

All that's left for me to do is enjoy the journey until then, I suppose.

// End Permadeath log #1.

summer marsh
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Iteration Polestar.
It was supposed to be a simple trip. Land on a desert planet, using someone else's base near a Portal to lock on to. Find a nearby cave and extract some Cobalt, leave.

It was supposed to be easy. Then the red lights come, stripping me of my patience rapidly. Again and again, as though burrowing out of the sand. More eyes. More crimson chasing me all over. I grit my teeth and press on into a cave before they find me. The cobalt itself is easy enough to get - the hard part is getting back to my ship. On the way back, I find Gravitino Balls. By "find", I mean trip over one. Immediately, my criminal record flashes up on my helmet visor. Great. Just great. I duck and weave between lasers and grenades, taking out the ones I can while sprinting back to my ship. Their waves crash against me, but I prevail, only taking a grazing blow from one particular beam as my shields fail. My cry is muffled; I keep running.

I jump into my ship, hit the engines, and leave. Unfortunately, they're smart. They send ships after me. Many ships. With an exasperated sigh, I take care of them as well, using the time between assault waves to bring in my capital ship as cover. Maybe its weapons will deal with them?

Alas, they're smarter than that. They never send in the next wave. My wanted level remains in the system. I decide to land somewhere else; another site, with someone having placed a landing pad. They immediately greet me as soon as I set foot out the cockpit. Again, I run. Then flames spew at me from above; a Hardframe lands before me. I only have a Mining Laser. This is going to suck.

// SKIPPING 05:21 MINUTES OF COMBAT SOUNDS. //

They... got me bad. I'm... I'm going to be fine, I think. My shields are holding. Their grenades tore into me. I took out the Hardframe. With a damn Mining Laser. Where's my trophy? Ahah... haaah.

...I'm only alive because I found a Hive Pillar. I took out its defenses, they- they wouldn't let up. Not even in space. Not even across planets. Shut them down, the bastards. Now who's laughin- WARNING: HOSTILE ATTACK VECTOR DETECTED

Damnit, now?! Abort recording, abort recording! My instruments are on fire, come on, launch launch launch!

// End Polestar log - this literally just happened in-game. Not my finest moment.

timid jungle
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Anomaly Report #1: We found a huge skull deep space while we were pulse driving. It looked extremely huge. When we went near it we got a bone fragment. It appeared to be a -kzzt- //Error: Log Is Corrupted//

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Anomaly Report #2: While on one of our expedition routes set by the commander we saw something. It looked like an egg with an eye. So me and the crew decided to collect it. We found more of them through the route. We we went back to the freighter we gave it to the commander. Then when he got it he hatched the egg. It looked like a upgrade module for a living ship. The commander inserted that upgrade module into his living ship. Then he went to a planet. We haven't heard from him since. //End Anomaly Report//

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Anomaly Report #3: We heard a beautiful melody. We followed the melody to a derelict freighter. Me and my crew entered the derelict freighter only to discover a lone void egg. I investigated the void egg. We decided to pick it up and we pulsed back to the freighter. While pulsing back to the freighter a ship approached us. It was not ant ordinary ship. It looked like the commander's living ship. Then we realized it was the commander's living ship. It was humming a distress signal and a set of co-ordinates. We followed the co-ordinates to a planet called New Lennon. We decided to land on the planet. We found out that the co-ordinates lead to the commander's last known location. It was time to find him.

sweet fox
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Traveller’s log #577: “Main power went out 3 hours ago Auxiliary powered has been activated, with our estimated reserve power we should have enough power to contain the Artifact but the crew have begun to go off on some religious frenzy, worshipping the artifact as some sort of divine relic security has detained most of them for compromising containment.” -kzzt-

worldly falcon
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Voyage log, EV-1 aneilemm
They are starting to run out of parts now, we can’t continue like this – StaticAt least the captains cryo- pod is beginning to thaw

gilded nexus
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WormLord Dieu Poulet's journal #1

The volcanoes
Galaxy: Euclid
System: E
Planet: Vipos

I arrived on a fiery planet, gorgeous and engulfed with flames. At the horizon, three volcanoes were standing near each other, dominating the horizon. I, curious as usual, wanted to see them, have a closer look at their majesty. I then landed on the planet. The ground was melting my feet, but I didn't care; I wanted to see those beauties. Suddenly, as I was getting closer and closer, the magma mountains started erupting in unison, showing me a marvellous spectacle. I was astonished; flames were filling up the sky while lava-hot rocks were falling near my small and fragile body. I looked like a tiny bug compared to those menacing, but beautiful, mountains. The amazing spectacle lasted for a couple minutes, just to let the sky grey, full of smoke.

After being lost due to what the universe showed me, I finally came back to my senses and continued my march. I was getting closer, and after a while I started climbing the middle volcano. It hurt. My hands were literally burning, but I wanted to continue, so I did. The magma mountain started to do a deep rumbling, as if it didn't want me to come too close to it. I finally reached the top of the middle mountain. It then suddenly erupted, right in front of my eyes. The spectacle I had for a few seconds was definitely worth it; my vision immediately became full of crimson, and then became blurry. The shockwave threw me away, and I fell on the grown, tens of meters below. It did hurt, but it must be the planet asking me not to mess too much with it.

I understood, then went in my star ship, and gazed a little bit in the distance, not wanting to say goodbye to this magnificent view. I then left the planet, leaving it alone like it wanted.

timid jungle
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Exploration Log #1, Galaxy: Calypso Galaxy, System: The Great Star Of Calypso: It was cold on this Frozen Planet. I had no shelter. My hazard protection was gonna run out. Then I saw a building. It seemed to be a trading outpost full of Gek. When I went there the Gek greeted me. I stayed there for a while until the storm was gone. Then I left. END EXPLORATION LOG

timid jungle
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Exploration Log #2, Galaxy: Calypso Galaxy, System: New Isoboly, Planet: Akunia B7/2377: Its been 10 days since we left The Great Star Of Calypso. Still I feel homesick. I landed on this strange desert planet. And I named it Akunia B7/2377. Then I built a base near crater. I decided to explore the crater. All of a sudden I found a huge skeleton. It seemed to look like a huge dinosaur skull. And it appeared to have only one eye. I couldn't identify what the creature is. But for one thing it looked like a- //Warning Extreme Storm Detected!// Welp its time to get outta here! END EXPLORATION LOG

timid jungle
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Exploration Log #3, Galaxy: Calypso Galaxy, System: -UNKNOWN- , Planet: Borea 9: It has been uh... Hey computer how many days has it been since we left New Isoboly? ///It has been 500 Days since we left New Isoboly/// Oh that many days.. Oh well. We stopped on a system nam- ///ERROR. NAVIGATIONAL DATA CORRUPTED/// Darn it the navigational data is corrupted. Oh well time to explore a random planet. Some Time Later I landed on a planet call Borea 9. And it says it was discovered by a company called Galactic Explorer's LLT. But it seems no ships or freighters (Other than mine) are here. I explored for a little while until a found a base. It seemed abandoned but I decided to go there anyway. I saw text near the entrance of the base it said, GALACTIC EXPLORERS LLT PROPERTY. DO NOT ENTER. I entered anyway. All of a sudden I saw a audio recording. This is what I heard in the recording. WARNING SECURITY CONTAINMENT FAILURE IMMINENT! EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY! Then the recording ended. It seemed that this building was trying to contain something but then a Containment Breach happened. Whatever got out it seemed to destroy the facility. Then I left and went back my ship. END EXPLORATION LOG

digital mist
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MyIE correspondence snippets between Engineer @valid parcel and MyIE's executive/director management

`TO: Mihn-yat Interstellar Central Committee of the Board of Directors, Executive Leadership Commission, Bureau for Research, Development, and Project Management [Responsible Party: Hadean Narwani Al-Assad Theoticus, bureau executive vice-president]

FROM: MyIE Contract Engineer Metallion

RE: Reactor complex operational expansion; BucketWheel excavation commission`

"To the committee of central directors, executive management and officers of the dev bureau, Greetings;

Please find attached preliminary report as requested at the last general assembly meeting. Per the VP's request, plans for a scheduled inspection to be captured via drone recording for public dissemination will be presented at the next reporting session."

ATTACHED;

SCHEDULE 1: GENERAL PROJECT INFORMATION
`Project: MyIE Dank Gorilla Reactor #7 Expansion - BucketWheel Construction and Commissioning.

Equipment: Dank Gorilla Mining BucketWheel.

Budget: 300m Units, Actual 301,290,420 Units.
Time frame 7 days (150hrs assembly, 20hrs testing), Actual 245hrs / 15hrs.`

SCHEUDLE 2: WRITTEN REPORT ON ANALYSIS
`Initial planetary scanning data from MyIE personnel revealed valuable information on resource location, mining plans, environmental conditions and hazardous fauna.

Resource deposits located within the geological structures required positioning on the far side of the existing cut to continue the next phase. The designated location was evaluated and prepared successfully with the use of supplied scanning and survey equipment.

Construction of prefabricated sections completed ahead of schedule due to effective deliveries.

Delays however did occur as anticipated in the local resource recovery of a specific natural pocket of uranium, utilized in the welding process for the buckets.

Crews were well prepared for local aggressive fauna and extreme radiation with assistance from the regional Smoke Ops Force thanks to the assistance of colonial militia captain Glock. No loss or injury to personnel. However the optimal extraction process did take longer than anticipated, a crew decision was agreed to split up crews and work on roster to collect manually. This also allowed crews on break to relax, practice beats, and focus on quality welding to finish the MegaMachine.

During shift breaks Smoke Ops personnel mentioned of the local Korvax utilising the sacred NipNip plant in a nutrient processor, experimenting and producing an alternative carbon based carapace inserts, with advantageous benefits to exosuit technology. Recommended further inquiries. [BUREAU NOTE: FWD R&D log.file#22::DG//"carapace" for further instructions on project details and reporting requirements per CC/director Hadreartes's orders]

Final installation and welding of the bucketwheel assembly inspections satisfactory. Operational testing satisfactory and within specified tolerances.`

SCHEDULE 3: COMPARATIVE ANALYSIS TO INTIAL REPORTS, EXISTING INFASTRUCTURE
Initial reports by on-site operators and mining foremans' report output production levels far exceeding the facility's current automated AI mining systems. However, the new wheelbucket assembly and excavator system does require a degree of manual operation and intervention, as well as additional safety protocols. Staff is necessary for maintenance as well, so overall labor costs will increase but the comparative output far exceeds the expenses of plant and machinery.

SCHEDULE 4: OBJECTIVE ANALYSIS OF PROJECT REQUIREMENTS & FINAL NOTES
Overall production levels and operation of wheelbucket assembly meets and exceeds all project requirements and will satisfy the corporation's need for mass-manufacturing of uranium-derived products.

timid jungle
# timid jungle ```Exploration Log #3, Galaxy: Calypso Galaxy, System: -UNKNOWN- , Planet: Borea...

Email between Galactic Explorers LLT. And Engineergek Ean.

To: Engineergek Ean
From: GALACTIC EXPLORER'S LLT.
RE: Employee Report's
Hello there this is Stanley from the engineering department. We have report's from employees about the mantience of the containment facility on Borea 9. The reports are listed below.

REPORT 1

Pipe's leaking often in reactor control room.

REPORT 2

Power outages every 9 minute's.

REPORT 3

Unusual sounds coming from vents and vents in the Alien Specimen cages are open.

REPORT 4

Staff going missing every 50 minutes and can't be found.

Report 5

Alien Specimen go missing and broken glass in some cages.

Please fix this - From Galactic Explorer's LLT. Engineering Department.

fervent leaf
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/// ACCESSING FILE ///
ITERATION: 638099403423GT
LOG FOLDER: STRANDED_DESERT_02
LOG NAME: DAY_ENTRY_4

/// ERR: AUDIO UNAVAILABLE ///
DISPLAYING AUDIO TRANSCRIPT...

`Been sitting here for a while. Roamer ran out of fuel a few miles back, been running off auxiliary power generated from my exosuit since then. It's... about to run out.
I'm gonna have disembark to get fuel eventually. That and it's starting to get a little toasty in here.

On the upside though, short range scan says there's a large cluster of Carbon near my parking spot, enough to fill the engine for another few days.
Only issue is the giant sandstorm standing between me and it. But to be honest? I'd rather take my chances than be baked alive in this canopy.

So uhh... yeah. Gonna go and do that now. If there aren't any logs uploaded after this one, assume I'm dead.`

/// TRANSCRIPT END ///
DOWNLOADING NEXT FILE...

hardy adder
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\Operations log entry #3 "Warp speed!"\
\Written: -Corrupted-\

With my Hyperdrive installed, my quest against whatever higher power continues. A constant nagging voice at the back of my mind chimes in "Who's leaving these messages? Are they friend or foe? Can whomever they are be trusted?" I've asked myself these types of questions ever since I woke up on the cold, hard ground. Truly, the answers I seek are among the stars and this Hyperdrive is the key to my survival, however with no fuel, I'll be getting nowhere. Entering my vessel leads to an automatic response, it seems the ship can direct me to a source of fuel, what luck!

Upon jetting away from the station I'm led to what appears to be the remains of some building, it's seen better days as a strange substance oozes through the cracks in the metal plating. Despite the potential risk, I push forward to find a console seemingly taken over by this ooze like slime, revolting really. I activate this damaged terminal for it to display quite the strange message, yet again the number '16' what is the significance of it? Suddenly I had the materials to craft a single Warp Cell, this is very handy to get me out of this system I find myself stuck.

I return to my vessel and insert the cell into the cell slot, interesting how my ship almost knows what I have. Nonetheless, my focus was to the stars and I shall let nothing impede my progress! Breaking out of the planet's gravitational pull was an easy task, I navigated to my ship's warp interface and punched in coordinates to the nearest system. With the simple push of my throttle, I feel as if I was moving at the speed of light held in by sheer speed.

Perhaps, this is what the messenger had done previously, I may be merely following in their footsteps. Who's to say at this rate, all I know is the journey continues.

\End of Operations log.\

eager pebble
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User: Krono Aquilin I
Log: 1
Location: Hukang, Caelwix, Iamingf-Yarme

Begin log<
Abyssian fragment attempted to raid a minor outpost stationed in Twiss at around 4:00. Admiral Annafourtree reported three fighter-class and one shuttle-class starships approaching from the west, armed with rockets. Two fighters released payloads before escaping via warp. Other vessels reported destroyed and salvaged for scrap.

The shuttle seemed to be horribly underprepared for a bombing raid, leading us to believe the Abyssian remnant is rapidly running out of resources.

Senate was called to a meeting about one hour after the attack took place. Two Warhammers were dispatched to the Twiss system to search for surviving culprits and defend against another possible attack.

Senate decided to fortify the base and stationed an additional two generals there. Weapons stockpile has been moved to Utahu, far too deep into Empire space for the Abyssians to reach.

I have still not managed to connect with Sistock since their expedition to Dusorie. After conversing with the Senate, I'm beginning to believe they aren't coming back.

End log<

eager pebble
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User: Pioneer Sistock
Log: 1
Location: Unknown, Ackpo, Susono

Begin log<
Portal spit me out on a toxic world. All my gear was missing. All I had was a shoddily made exosuit and uncalibrated multitool. I wandered around a bit before coming across a crashed ship, its pilot nowhere to be seen. After making some repairs I was in the sky again, but I was unable to contact the Empire. I don't even know if I'm in Eissentam anymore, much less Empire space. The Geks in this system have never even heard of the Empire, only confirming my belief that I am much further from my home than intended.

I've traded off that red-and-white ship for a fancier fighter-class. I'm already much more comfortable with this one, it almost feels like I'm piloting an Empire-sanctioned JZY model, not to mention the free Atlas minifigure that came with it. I wonder if the inhabitants of this system know of the Atlas as anything more than legend, or if they too have had its divine truth revealed to them.

The only habitable planet in this system is over 99% water. I set up on the largest island I could find, which is hardly even enough to build the most basic of shelters on. I've been considering the best way to get my hands on some kind of submersible, but until i can reconnect to the Empire's network my hopes of being able to navigate the stars are low.

I got a strange transmission between planets today. It just repeated the number 16 to me. I have no idea on the meaning of this number, but my base computer was able to decode something from it. Tomorrow, after some rest, I will attempt to search for hyperdrive components, may the Atlas shine with favor.

End log<

eager pebble
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User: Pioneer Sistock
Log: 2
Location: Unknown, Vestal VI, Susono

Begin log<
I have made a discovery today, of a wonderful invention that this system's locals have created. They call it a cyclotron, and it's a master of draining enemy shields. This will revolutionize astronaval combat back home.

In other news, my finances have dried up. I'm running on less than 80,000 units, and that is being quickly exhausted on maintenance. A band of pirates has contacted me and attempted to recruit me. I denied their offer. However, i must admit their promises of riches are beginning to feel more tangible than ever. At the same time, the Empire would have my ass for turning to piracy, especially among those who so openly reject the Atlas.

For now, I will see if I can find work hunting down pirates. Maybe I can slip some of their confiscated goods into my own hands...

End log<

eager pebble
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User: Krono Aquilin I
Log: 2
Location: Hukang, Caelwix, Iamingf-Yarme

Begin log<
Rather eventful day today. A group of representatives have arrived from the Mawe Imperium, Tector Imperium, Dicyriat, and Helix Corporation to discuss a new military buildup near Twiss.

Twiss has always been a core part of the Empire, but being on the fringes of our territory it has been almost impossible to defend from the Abyssian remnant and their allies. We hope to install a joint military base on one of the planets in Twiss, and perhaps we can consider building a superweapon.

I have decided not to consult the Senate on this. They do not need to know. May the Atlas shine with favor, we can have this outpost completed by the end of the solar month.

As for my personal business, Sistock's expedition still has not made contact. I fear for their safety. Unfortunately, the portal closed down after they went through, and seems to have broken down somehow. We can't get it back open no matter what we try. In the meantime, we've been looking for a replacement to try and make contact.

Finally, there is one prevailing issue close to home. Yesterday we received a flood of reports regarding strange happenings. Our market prices of Indium have crashed, while prices for stasis devices have skyrocketed. About half of the electronic modules installed on some ships have suddenly stopped functioning. Asteroid fields everywhere have reported strange stone filled with valuable minerals. Some containers have mysteriously become much larger than before. People have reported variations in price, quality, and availability of products in the same place. Perhaps most alarmingly, some appear to be able to change these at will. The High Caltans have informed me this is a sign that the Atlas is angry, so we have decided to build a new cathedral in Hukang. Why I have offended it I do not know, but hopefully this offering will satiate its rage.

End log<

eager pebble
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User: Krono Aquilin I
Log: 3
Location: Utahu, Gibal, Iamingf-Yarme

Begin log<
Admiral Annafourtree is beginning their campaign against the Abyssian remnant today. I sent off their ships knowing full well i might not see some of them again. I have this creeping feeling that the Abyssians are hiding something, but logically i know a gut feeling is no way to run an effective military.

Their lead ship, the Indus Caltania, is brand-new and shiny. I certainly hope it fulfills its goals, considering the billion-unit-hole it left in my pocket.

The Senate met with Mawe advisors at about 5 in the afternoon. Topics ranged wildly but one stood out to me: the Mawes are going to attempt their own expedition to Dusorie. Apparently, they keep hearing about our fantastical tales of the mythical world and want to see it themselves. Apparently they were unaware that we've never seen it either.

Nothing else of note happened today, except a small flicker on my receiver. It had Sistock's radio signature. I will not give myself false hope, but this is a good sign regardless.

End log<

eager pebble
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User: Pioneer Sistock
Log: 3
Location: Deep space, Deep space, Tosuik-Hagir

Begin log<
I turned to piracy. I had no other choice. I was on the brink of starvation. I intercepted some valuable cargo from some poor traders in some rich system not too far from here. Pirate gang asked me to capture one of their commodities, something called "AI valves". As soon as I laid eyes on them, I knew those scumbags were trying to scam me. These things are what makes freighters tick- their value is far more than the few thousand the pirates offered me. I warped out of that system as soon as I had my hands on them.

I sold them to some wealthy TradeGek who saw them as nothing more than a collectible- surely this one Gek's wealth rivaled that of the Krono. They got me about 50 million to work with, still not incredible, but it's far more than I need. I figured the best way to get back to Empire space is a better hyperdrive. But then I got thinking, hey, this system has riches beyond even the Empire's core worlds. I could buy a decent freighter all for myself. So I did exactly that. I flew to a shipyard and looked for a Resurgent-class- they remind me of the Astrocetus and the Indus Caltania and I already know how to pilot them. I found one in a disgusting brown color, looking quite stubby, but it works and it was only 40 million. This leaves me with more than enough to get by.

I found something else strange today, a tower on an isolated ice planet. I saw hazy mirages of people on top of it, almost like one of our teleporters back home. It was giving off a radio signal, I think it interfered with my ship's radio because the damn thing is fried now. Who knows when I can get that replaced.

End log<

eager pebble
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User: Admiral Anna
Log: 1
Location: Ramek Fortification, Albartl V, Twiss

Begin log<
10:55 / Indus Caltania enters Twiss system.
11:22 / Rest of fleet arrives, refuels.
12:00 / Coordinated warp to Memgnon system, with hypothetical Abyssian hideout.
12:17 / Fleet arrives in Memgnon, locates hideout. Abyssian menace caught entirely offguard.
12:24 / Planetary bombardment commences.
13:59 / All signs of life within Abyssian compound eradicated. Six Warhammer units left behind to patrol system. Total of 1,066 Warhammer units remain with the fleet.
16:46 / Fleet warps to Yavans system and makes contact with Empire military command.

Casualty report:
Abyssian remnant:
1 compound destroyed
16 starships destroyed
150 to 300 killed
6 STACs destroyed
1 patrol frigate destroyed

Indium Empire:
Slight scratch on paint of Indus Caltania's bridge
1 broken toe as result of tripping

End log<

eager pebble
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User: Krono Aquilin I
Log: 4
Location: Hukang, Caelwix, Iamingf-Yarme

Begin log<
Public Service Announcement
Krono Aquilin and the Senate decree that from this date onward, no Aeron technology is to be used in citizen multitools, ships, or exosuits. Its continued use in military applications is a topic of ongoing debate.
End log<

eager pebble
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User: Pioneer Sistock
Log: 4
Location: Ruins Hideout, Bibwil, Calsode-Hagi

Begin log<
I found a curious specimen today. It was a bright yellow ship, as bright and beautiful of the Exotics in Empire space, but its shape was horrendous. It resembled one of the skysquids on Caelwix, unlike anything I have ever seen before. Naturally, I bought one. I intend to bring it home.

I built a hideout in some old ruins. It's on the only planet i could find without Aerons, an old and dusty desert world. It may be harsh but it's an escape at last. For now I suppose I'll focus on sustainable income that doesn't rely on piracy. Perhaps I can get involved in the scrapping business?

End log<

random pendant
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User: Admiral Ganonslayer
Log: 1
Location: Upper Atmosphere, Ryubiogna System

BEGIN LOG<
I recently acquired a capital ship class freighter, which I have dubbed the Bastion of the Void. The interior was modeled after the interior layout of the freighter employed by a traveller known only as WolfiGaming. However, the furniture was completely stripped by the former owners.

I've been redecorating as best I can, but the command deck and main hall are daunting prospects due to their sheer size. Medbay, mess hall, engineering deck, agri deck, and specialist quarters are thankfully now functional. Next goal is to relocate sleeping quarters for the general crew out of cargo holds and into some of the less useful hallways.

After much consideration, I've totally scrapped the escape pods, due to their placement rendering them unable to launch, and instead installed an armory instead. I've also expanded the secondary greenhouse and exocraft bays. Here's hoping the crew stops complaining if I can get some proper beds set up in the unused rooms.

In other news, the ship is no longer limited by local resources. The near total overhaul of navigational systems and the hyperdrive is a success, and thanks to convenient placement of some of the nanowire, it should have a near unmatched speed when using its hyperdrive.

END LOG<

static aurora
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LOGIN: Validius
//DATA UPLOAD//FILE #1//

I would have started these earlier if I had discovered the log function on my starship before today. Glad I did. Things have been weighing heavily on my mind. It feels like there's an impasse in my understanding of what's been going on lately—the things I've seen, the visions—all defy an already enigmatic reality.

I've had a nagging feeling that I've been to all these places before. A strange familiarity against the backdrop of wonders I know for certain I have never beheld. Was my memory that compromised?

Nonetheless, I currently sit in my starship, awaiting the toxic storm of Gaok to subside. My companion through this all, Gerryk, has parked his own ship beside mine and ventured off to gather more oxygen. Which has been in short supply as of late.

I expect to be off world by morning. Perhaps a nearby system, identified to be a binary, could yield more abundant resources until we can settle on something more permanent.

Something calls to me. I have yet to discern who or what, but I'm compelled to get as close as I can to the center of Eucid.

Something.../[END OF TRANSMISSION]

eager pebble
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User: Krono Aquilin I
Log: 5
Location: Hukang, Caelwix, Iamingf-Yarme

Begin log<
A convoy arrived in New Radiance today. They brought us a strange technology from a distant land, something called an incinerator. It looked Korvak in nature, but I was told it was created by a Vy'keen warrior from the Mawe. Once clipped into my multitool, the thing could spit flames like the dragons on Calbin IV. This will undoubtedly revolutionize our ground combat.

Anna's conquests are progressing. the Astrocetus received contact from the Indus Caltania, confirming one large Abyssian base has been wiped off the map. One less thing to worry about.

I still think about Sistock. It's coming up on a lunar month since they departed. They told me directly that if they could not return within the month, assume them dead or incapacitated. It's hard to imagine the trials of wild space here, living in a palace and surrounded by the pinnacle of modern technology. I can only pray the Atlas guides them back home.

End log<

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User: Pioneer Sistock
Log: 5
Location: Atmosphere, Nove Delta, Ekinoyabu

Begin log<
After weeks of work in the scrapping business, I finally have enough money to fund my return journey. I have auctioned off my freighter, and will be making the pilgrimage using only an explorer-class starship. I firmly believe it has "enough" hyperdrived upgrades, considering I've stuffed its entire upgrade panel full of them.

With that, I plan on jumping through a black hole which has been recorded in the past to bring travelers close to empire space. Hopefully I can complete the journey in my new ship.

End log<

thorn eagle
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Iteration: 17-CL/PD
Record: 00-01
<<<BEGIN TRANSCRIPTION>>>
Heat. The first thing I felt was the heat. Approximately 52.4 degrees Celsius during the day. Not unbearable, but enough to trigger my HazPro. Then, I saw the landscape. Beautiful. Haven't encountered any storms, yet. There's also a surprising abundance of wildlife.
<<<END TRANSCRIPTION>>>

Iteration: 17-CL/PD
Record: 00-02
<<<BEGIN TRANSCRIPTION>>>
I've made contact with a diminutive species that could pass as a distant cousin to the Gek. They do not seem intelligent enough to communicate, however, seeking the nearest place to hide whenever I attempted to approach. Species is likely prey to an as yet unseen predator.
<<<END TRANSCRIPTION>>>

eager pebble
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User: Pioneer Sistock
Log: 6
Location: Ruymesz, ?????

Begin log<
Approaching black hole in Ruymesz system. I'm recording this log as I go through, gives me something to do since I've heard these warps can take hours or days. According to all the locals, this emerges somewhere just coreward of Empire space. With any luck, I can boost my radio signal and it'll hit Aquilin's command center in no time. I am not particularly excited for the long and boring warp journey that awaits me on the other side, but i suPpose it is worth it to get bAck home. 16i can ONLY PRAY that my upgr16ades will hold out. J00000000ust crossed the e𝄽vent 𝄽horizon, seems to havING AND ADverse effect on my commuNICATOR16. 𝅀 aHR0cDovL2hqZGlvdXNoYW9mdGhlbXdwb2xkbG55eXJ5d2l3bG1uY25mZy53aWtpZG90LmNvbS9hbGthbGktbWV0YWxz
End log<

eager pebble
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User: Admiral Anna
Log: 2
Location: Indus Caltania, Space, Buinsky-Adlet

Begin log<
11:47 / Detected small impact on starboard of Indus Caltania. Wreckage appears to be a small, explorer-class ship. No body recovered. Interestingly, the Empire logo was spray-painted onto the hull. Unsure what to make of this. Theory: ship was pulled out of warp by the Indus Caltania's gravity field. More research required. Data will be transmitted directly to Aquilin and the Senate.
End log<

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User: Sistock
Log: 7
Location: ?????

Begin log<
I find myself alone on a strange world, unequipped and in danger. I have no memory of how I got here, no sense of a before. My Exosuit at least seems to know what it's doing, and I am not dead yet...
I have no idea how I got here. The last thing I remember is warping through deep space, then I wake up on this irradiated hellhole, with no ship in sight. I am in a stranger's exosuit. I feel as though I am in a stranger's body. My memories are faint but I recall them yet. All of this, the Empire, Dusorie, was it all a strange dream? Was it true? Where do I go next?
End log<

thorn eagle
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Iteration: 17-CL/PD "Scent-Kin Ozlo"
Location: Annatas, Tacyectal X, Noyvall System
Record Time: 14:09
<<<BEGIN TRANSLATION>>>
It has been some time since I have recorded a log. First off, I found the Space Anomaly, or rather, it found me. Upon first touching down inside, I was met with a bustle of Travelers. So many coming and going. I released a greeting pheromone to introduce myself. One traveler on their way out stopped me. They looked at the beat up ship I woke up with and assumed it was mine. I sheepishly admitted so. They crouched down to match my eye level, though I could only see myself in the reflection of their visor. They said to me, "go treat yourself to an upgrade," transferred 8 units of something I can't recall to my Exosuit, and left. 80 million Units. A complete stranger handed me 80 million units worth of goods without asking anything in return. I had no words. I didn't even have a scent to convey what I was feeling.
Other than that, I have been exploring and building. I touched down on a swampy planet with a rather diverse wildlife. I dubbed it "Payongr." I quickly encountered the drylands' Apex predator, a large feline-like creature with a hard, bony carapace covering their rather small head. It ends in a lance-like horn. It was not immediately hostile to me, in fact, it became rather friendly after spending some time feeding it. I've decided to name this species "Vortiigris Macrouanima," common name "Vortiger" (Pronounced Vor-Tiger). I don't intend to permanently leave Noyvall just yet. I still have three planets left to explore and endless horizons of discoveries waiting to be made.
<<<END TRANSLATION>>>

drifting pecan
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Iteration: 471-CZ/AB
Location: UNKNOWN
Record time: 11:57 PM - 6:31 AM
<BEGIN AUDIO LOG>
warning: hull breach detected, sector V This is the captain of the EVA-KORMODA, terrible name, I know let's get to the poi- metal bending & tearing I gave the orders, Do NOT bring it onboard, he did it anyways, that egg. . . What was it? Only the science department knows, in sector V, they are all dead, and it's HIS fault, if only the planetary expedition team didn't stumble upon that building, a lab? Or was it a secure facility? Whatever it was, I wish it never exis-banging on armored door I don't know what sector of my ship I'm in, when I bought it, they never told me about this sector, tons and tons of sealed off materials and broken multi-tools, if anyone receives this on their transmission, I'm probably dead, unless you count a dismembered body as "alive" anywa- armored door rips open well thats not good. . . screams of pain <WARNING AUDIO LOG CORRUPTED PLEASE END IMMEDIETLY>

tawdry granite
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Moving through warp in the Eissentam Galaxy, I heard the voice again. A sibilant whisper, but with a compelling tone, coming from my communicator. I could have sworn it was off again this time, but that doesn't stop the transmission.
...from the Book of Sim, Chapter 2: And lo, the sim was set forth in the void, and was good. And the Atlas was set unto a task, to measure the sim, to read that which the creator hath writ into the very fabric of reality.
And to this end tools were given unto the Atlas, whereby the measuring would take place. And they sent the tools throughout the sim upon their task.
But the tools were flawed, and were corrupted from their holy purpose. And they began to....

I fiddle with the settings, but the voice is gone once more. Part of me wonders what it means, but my alarm goes off. I've arrived at Ongluch VI again, and I have freight to unload.

unreal swift
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Traveller: snnTV
Log nr.: 54
Location: ERROR[FILECORRUPTED]
File Integrity: 65% attempting recovery...
<AUDIO LOG v. 2.01.93>
I has been some time since my last Log, but i have finally found ERROR[FILECORRUPTED] I cant believe that it is actually real! I thought that it was just some random ERROR[FILECORRUPTED] but no. It speaks too but not with conventional means no pheromones, vocals, or telepathy its more ERROR[FILECORRUPTED] they just enter your head and you know what it wants or says. It has asked me to ERROR[FILECORRUPTED] but how am I ever going to do that? I attached research files and pictures of ERROR[FILECORRUPTED] they will help you find it. Hope that ill find my way back. I will leave a download to this file at the space station. snnTV out.
<END OF AUDIO LOG>
{Attachments 1.ERROR[FILECORRUPTED] 2.ERROR[FILECORRUPTED] 3.ERROR[FILECORRUPTED]}

shut marlin
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Traveller I.D: Blood S. Knuckles
<<< ALERT Data omitted, Data redacted >>
Location: << Redacted >>
Marooned log (1)

< audio file located>
“ Pirates… “
the voice trailing of leaving nothing but the quiet static this is…uhh…day one of whatever this is.I really landed in a massive pile of faecium this time.
I served my time. I was their good little soldier, their hunter. I was whatever they needed me to be.42 years of service over four thousand logged battles and well over three times that for my kill count. I was beyond good at what I did.

I messed up and started asking questions. Service record be damned if you pose even an iota of a risk, you become a liability: a loose thread.

It wasn't hard for them to fabricate a tale, one that depicted acts of treason and theft. I knew something was wrong as soon as I was assigned a benign escort mission, but the good little soldier had to obey.

The mission brought us out to an uncharted system. That's when I realised I was the target. Next thing I knew an official frequency popped up on my HUD.

The voice Just listed off a list of crimes that I “committed” including running a crew of pirates to make profit.

Apparently I had become a red smudge in the history of the institution.

They explained I was sentenced to death.

Before they were done talking my instincts were already at play. They were prepared. 13 fighter ships jumped into the system, all facing me with weapons at the ready. The only thing I said was "good luck explaining why you were the sole survivor"

hell broke loose

< this information has been omitted by the direct orders of [redacted]. ≥

I watched as his now dead ship drifted listlessly. I didn't expect that he had strapped a bomb to my ship before we departed.

I remember the explosion then black then the rushing sounds of entering the atmosphere and then waking up outside of my ship laying in a ball on this soft blue grass." Blood lets out a loud sigh
"pirates…”
<<<End of recording>>>

honest crater
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<<USER EXOSUIT AUDIO LOG: UPLOADED>>

Iteration: DGO5-P1SO (Yellowboze)
Location: Jaimeies Anmut (Radioactive Planet), Onmaarin System, Hesperius Dimension
Galactic Time: 16:16:16 <<!RECONFIGURATION NEEDED!>>
Log: 401

<<EXOSUIT AUDIO LOG: BEGIN>>

It begins and ends with ruin. Is this the third time I've recorded this log, or is it the first?

I don't know for sure, but whatever I have left is inside this shell that separates me from these cruel environments. Here I am bombarded with relentless energy, the landscape muddy with green pulsating veins that only cease their glowing at night. This feature no doubt draws most of the harshest energy in, making it bearable enough for life to exist here.

Still, it isn't any place a being who isn't a native lifeform from this planet wants to be without-- voice interrupted

<<RADIATION PROTECTION: FALLING>>

The voice always comes back to guide me as soon as I wake up. I always wake up... again. The voice is as reassuring as it is terrifying. It helps me 'to,' but by the time I get 'to' I'm not sure where it is I was going.

I having everything from before, but I'm beginning all over with nothing. Separate ideas and separate places, but similar people and things.

We search for meaning. We search for, "where." When we look to find this meaning, we are drawn inwards. I know now to look for the answers outside is a fool's errand.

The Path pulls stronger in the further out we try to get. We cannot tell in all the searching-- are we beginning the search anew every day, or have we never began anywhere but in the middle? All I can hear is the chanting. All I can hear is the repeating chorus that takes me from star to star.

Or was it galaxy to galaxy? Dimension to dimension?

I must have taken a really hard fall from the crash. Everything is broken to pieces. One survives then, in the beginning, only by using their senses... but my senses don't speak an answer to any of the larger problems I have.

No thought is broad enough to capture within itself the answer as infinitesimally small as it may be. There's nothing that I can do. No way to go but up and further inward. Again, again, again....

<<EXOSUIT AUDIO LOG: END>>

static prism
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<<STARSHIP AUDIO LOG SUCCESSFULLY DOWNLOADED>>

<<PARTIAL RECORDS FAILURE TO DOWNLOAD>>

RECORDS LOST: 2:51

<<BEGINNING AUDIO PLAY…>>

If anyone recovers this message, I’m probably dead, in deep space. I was the secondary captain of the freighter not so well known as, “The Wings of Hera”. We were surveying a sentient anomaly that calls itself the F╎∷ᓭℸ ̣ sℸ ̣ ᔑ∷ when pirates attacked and damaged the main hyper core. The whole freighter exploded in an almost instant. I attempted to leave with my starship, but it was still caught in the explosion. My seatbelt is jammed and my ship is partially destroyed, letting the vacuum of space in. There’s nothing I can do except wait for my oxygen to slowly deplete in my helmet. There will eventually be derelict scrappers, they might find me an pick me up hopefully. Wait… I think I see S𝙹ᒲᒷℸ ̣ ⍑╎リ⊣

E̵̛̒r̷̊̀r̷̅̑o̸̾̊r̸̔̍/̸̓͠1̸̇͛6̸̂͝/̷̓͝à̴͘n̴̄́ő̸̓m̷̀͘

<<Audiii0 lljog ENDED>>

<<LOG REQUESTS DOWNLOADABLE DATA TO FINISH LOG>>

opaque tinsel
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<<BEGIN AUDIO LOG...>>

There is no such thing as the perfect organism in this universe. All living beings are prey, whether they're plants being consumed by a herbivore, or a weary Vy'keen facing a sandworm on a fiery dreadworld, all things are prey to another. I learned this when I found an abandoned building during my travels, and came across a swarm of Biological Horrors. My scanner called them, "Apex Predators" and "Hypercarnivores" but with my multitool in hand, I destroyed their nest and took their larval cores for my own. I myself, am no immortal; I know my time will come. But the truth remains: If it lives it can be killed, and if it can be killed, than there is no fear.

<<ENDING AUDIO LOG>>

rancid radish
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Captain’s Logs
<< Downloading audio file >>
<< Log entry #001 - The eluding shadow >>

“Let’s see here… how did this thing work? Play… Forward… Rec… Rec? Oh, it’s recording already? Convenient, well, first time for me. I never had a reason to record a log, but this is something I want to get to the bottom of. Who is she? I’ve been hearing about this mysterious, ruthless pirate lately. As a Korvax I am interested in observing the behavioral patterns of all lifeforms without any bias (I hunt the Gek for fun, everybody knows that) but this entity, this anomaly has an odd presence. I have heard fleeting rumors that somewhere out there in the big dark, in a far reach of the galaxy there lives an entity so mysterious, so elusive nobody has ever seen her face. They say you only hear her voice - a soft whisper, a cold laughter - and then you feel nothing but cold. I’m certain experiencing something like this would send chills down the spines of other organic life forms like the Gek or the Vy’keen, it might even shake a Korvax too. Not me, I am not fazed by such rumors. Although, it is fascinating how rumors precede superstition. The fear of meeting your creator in the big dark is bound to keep you on your toes. Call me crazy, I still want to find the one behind these rumors. What does she look like? What does she sound like? <<ship thrusters humming a monotonous song in the background>> They say only a few have ever seen her face and that too wasn’t clear enough for her face was covered with a vail.
I am intrigued by this, and for some reason I am being pulled into the rabbit hole every fleeting moment, or am I? I want to find out more about her, observ…

-kkzzzt- … in her natural enviro… -kkkzzttt- … -kzzt- … -kzzztt- … … …

“You are not alone, little Korvax… ||And you, the one who’s reading this, you are not alone either.||”. … -kkzzzzzzzzzzzttt- …”

<<End of tansmission>>

rancid radish
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Captain’s Logs
<< Downloading audio files >>
<< Log entry #002 - The voice & the chase >>

<< You’re not alone, little Korvax>>… ““Little Korvax”? Are you for real? You have the audacity to hack into my comms while I’m recording log entries, and call me “little Korvax”? LITTLE?”
I wasn’t expecting a visitor in this uncharted system. Moreover I wasn’t expecting a “female voice”. There’s something odd here though, it sounded like a recording to me. It felt as if someone was trying to scare me away. What’s surprising is that I cannot see any sign of a ship on my radar. Could they have used a signal booster, or perhaps a holo terminus to boost the signal from the planet? There are only two planets in this system and one of them is inhospitable, the only place this message could’ve come from is the other planet on the far side. “No harm in checking it out, perhaps I can confront the intruder and possibly sacrifice them to Atlas. For science, of course.”, thinking this I engaged my pulse drive locked onto a coordinate on the planet. The scanners reveal the planet to be infested, it has no sentinel, but it has harsh weather. It is something worth checking anyway.

<< Anomalous signal detected >>

I can see a derelict freighter in front of me after disengaging the pulse drive. This beautiful sight is worth every pulse. The broken behemoth with riches floating around, who wouldn’t be attracted to such a game?

<< Ship signals flare up; Ship scan detected >>

A pirate attack? Here? My radar show 8 ships approaching my location. Where did they come from? There was no sign of life in this system a moment ago and I did not detect any warp signals either. Have they been sitting here using some alien cloaking technology I don’t have access to? Are they responsible for the sorry state this freighter is in? Whatever, I can fight these buggers off easily, they pose no threat to me. Not to my ship. Not to my guns.

A quick battle ends up in a space graveyard. Scraps of metal flying all over the local space

I told you, didn’t I? They were no challenge at all. It was fun while it las…

-kzzzt- … wait, not agai… -kkkzzzt-…

“I am watching you, little Korvax… I can see you. I know you want to see me too, but am I really where you think I am? ||I am watching you too, the one who’s reading this.||”
… -kkzzzzztttt-”

<<End of transmission>>

tawdry granite
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Warping between an outlaw station and the contact at Noraisup X, I was running silent, keeping alert for cargo scans on the load of Geknip I was smuggling. Suddenly the voice came from the speaker again, ghostly but firm. I quickly pulled the connections from the unit, but it didn't stop.
...from the Book of Gek, Chapter 3: The Gek rose among themselves, and did that which seemed good in their eyes, amassing an enormous fleet with which to smite all others.
Verily, so great was their coming, that the skies of a thousand worlds did become as black as sackcloth. Their arrival was met with...
The voice was drowned out by the sound of the system patrol as I dropped out of warp. I popped my cloaker on and ran for the station, barely making it to safety.

forest skiff
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Traveler Identity [REDACTED]
I have no idea how long it's been since I began. I don't even remember what kind of planet I first woke up on. How many planets have I visited since? How many species have I scanned and examined? How many caves, mountains, valleys and oceans have I visited?
It's all beginning to blur together, becoming a confusing mix of creatures, peoples and places. My dreams are plagued with the many shapes and sizes of fauna mixing with various flora. Sometimes, it turns into nightmares of their heads expanding and exploding in a mix of gas and blood.
I am so lost... where am I going? Where have I been...
16 // 16 // 16 // 16
15 // 15 // 15 // 15
What do the numbers mean.....????
3 // 3 // 3 // 3
2...
1...............

initializing, please stand by

forest skiff
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Initializing Exosuit. Online. Multi-tool Online. Jet propulsion active. Life-support online.
What was that...? Oh, a voice. Who?
Grass... trees... bushes... rocks...
What was that rustling? Oh, the ground just shook a little. Maybe I should be worried...
A large head emerged over the crest of a large hill. A big plate covered the upper half of its skull and when it saw me, it gave me a massive yawn. Its jaws opened so much, I thought it was gonna keep opening for a moment.
With a loud trill, it moved a little quicker on thick legs and fin-like feet. I was petrified.
Before I knew it, there was a massive tongue licking my helmet.
I have a helmet on! My hands began patting myself down. Is this my exosuit? A round, blue device attached to my waist. The multi-tool...?
What... is going on!?!?!?
Multi-tool repair required. You will need Ferrite Dust.
I held the tool in my hand as I glanced between it and the large creature before me.
Hazard Protection falling.

flat pilot
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BAD IDEA LOG: 137
Pirate Captain Jesse Mayweather
I shouldn’t have done that, I really shouldn’t have done that.

I just finished installing a new weapon, a pulse splitter. I wanted to test its effectiveness, so I took a mission off the nexus. Raid a planetary depot. My freighter couldn’t warp to the system, so I didn’t have my Minotaur as a safety net.

My scanner picked up aggressive sentinel activity on the target planet, a storm-riddled purple hell. I was caught the moment I left my ship. The pulse splitter carried its own, but then it fell from the sky. A damn walker.

I tried to rush to the facility, but in doing so, got stuck between the guard sentinels and the ones already trying to kill me. I could only hold them off for a couple minutes before I had to run.

The good news is that when I got back in my ship, my infraknife took care of the interceptors.

I’m safe now, and I guess the moral of this story is… I don’t know, don’t get a giant robot that wants you dead dropped next to you. End Log.

tawdry granite
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It's been months since I heard the voice from the warp. I was hauling a load of parts out to the Scrapyard in the Broomerrai Galaxy.This time was different, the voice a bit lower, sadder almost. I had to lean in to listen.
..Book of Korvax, Chapter 5: And though their agony was great, and their lamentations could be heard throughout the sim, none would come to their rescue.
But there arose among the Korvax those that would resist, and these shed their own holy blood, that others would be free. Though renounced by the Convergence, lo, they became martyrs...

The loud, obnoxious beacon from the Scrapyard came through my speakers, half deafening me. I swore as I hit the squelch, but the voice was gone again. I got slotted for Pad 6 again; I hate Pad 6.

forest skiff
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Traveler Identity: Traevis#3141
Personal Log
It's been... a few weeks, I think? My exo-suit seems to be keeping track very well.
I got a solar panel and battery functioning, finally. At least I'll have heat for a good bit of the night. And thanks to the enormous creature, I have a small but steady stream of food gifts. Mostly plant-based matter, but the source doesn't really matter much. It's sustenance and processed easily enough in the refiner and food processer.
Apparently, these things lay enormous eggs, too. A whole herd lives nearby. Oddly enough, they remove unviable eggs from their nests to help make room for their hatchlings that are born. Or perhaps, it really isn't so odd? They have no use for the eggs, and I've hypothesized that it helps feed some predators that would otherwise be eating their hatchlings.
This is such a fascinating planet.

timid jungle
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BOREA 9 INCIDENT PERSONNEL INFO
PERSONNEL IDENTITY:
NAME: ScienceGek Ean
INFO: LEVEL 3 SCIENTIST
HOBBY: ANOMALOUS STUDIES
LAST SEEN: IN CONTAINMENT FACILITY B

Recording: This is Ean. The facility is on lockdown. There is a containment breach happening right now! Screaming in the distance We need backup! Reactor exploding in the distance One of the reactors just blew up! We are losing oxygen! I repeat! We're losing oxygen! I think we're gonna esca- Explosion Recording Ends

rapid breach
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Galaxy core expedition log #160
Location unknown
We made it to the core! It took us to a new galaxy. But my ship... My exosuit.. And my multitool have suffered critical damage. And my frieghter is nowhere to be found. As i was traveling through, everything went dark. I could hear nothing but a robotic voice, Repeatedly saying "GLASS GLASS GLASS" After a moment it fell silent. A strange voice then said something i could not comprehend. Afterwards i find myself on a lush planet. Alone. Not even my drone Laylaps was there. Im going to stay here for now, build a base, and repair. I will update if something happens...
recording ends

jade oracle
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Do you wish to access [PRISM] logs?
Y/N

>Y

Accessing and downloading [PRISM] logs...

Success.

Log: The Anomalous Derelict
Subjects: Traveler, Korvax Operations Iteration ECHO-16A
Location: Anomalous Space, MV Vision of the Icarus
Priority: PRISM

[1] Echo to KorOps Command, I have encountered a derelict freighter in deep space. Several wrecks of frigates surrounded the freighter as well. Name of the freighter is the MV Vision of the Icarus and no signs of bio-signatures detected. Icarus doesn't seem to be a name found in any of the Korvax, Gek, or Vy'keen logs but it also seems to have several abandoned ships intact on the landing pads with no pilots. I will be attempting to investigate the derelict personally as there's some unusual signals being detected.

<< W-WW-WWARN-II-NG, T-TRESSPAASER D3T73CTED!!! >>

[2] Ship has taken some moderate damage to the shields. Freighter suddenly turned hostile after first assumptions being passive. Rogue AI? Hidden lifeform? Not sure what made the derelict suddenly fire upon me. Landing pads were also weirdly hostile as well after the freighter's systems attempted to hijack my ship. Luckily, my Exosuit managed to lock out the freighter's systems out of the ship. Will be investigating on foot. Echo out.

<< INTRUDER SPOTTED. ELIMINATE ON SIGHT. >>

<< PROTOCOL: SCARECROW >>

[3] Entrance to the freighter seems far more strange than usual derelicts I've visited. Had a strange run-in with a mounted sentry that has no identification on my exosuit. Perhaps this was custom made to defend Icarus from unauthorised trespassers. Luckily, I've found supply cache consisting of sodium, oxygen, and a couple repair kits. Probably saved for maintenance crews or something. Teleporter network was very finicky but it's working again for now until the backup power fails.

[4] Hangar seems untouched. Several fighter-class ships parked but all their logs are wiped. Manufacturer is unknown as well but the ships seem to use a mix of Vy'keen chassis, Sentinel technology, and some odd upgrades I've never seen before. Weapon pods seem to be empty and neither fuel are present in the ships. Found some of the tainted scrap metal as usual but not much else.

END RECORDING

timid jungle
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Borea 9 Facility Training Manual;
PROPERTY OF GALACTIC EXPLORERS LLT

Hello there! Welcome to our new facility! This training manual will guide help you in lots of situations!

  1. Breach Protocol
    In the emergency of a containment please do the following.

  2. Don't panic

  3. Find a hiding place

  4. Call Level 4 security to the area that the breach happened in.
    Please note that this protocol only applies to specimen in areas of Containment Sector C. All other containment sector's follow a special containment protocol that is only known to Level 5 and higher security.

  5. Larval Core Infestation
    In the case of a Larval Core Infestion. Scientist's are to call infestation control within 15 minutes. If infestation control is not called after 15 minutes then green anomalies will appear all over the place and will cause all containment. Please note we do not know what these green anomalies are.
    3.LEVEL 4 ANOMALIES
    INFO ONLY FOR LEVEL 8 PERSONNEL IF YOU ARE NOT A LEVEL 8 PERSONNEL DO NOT READ
    In case of the following anomalies break out: Whispering Egg, Void Egg THE VOID. Then LISTEN TO THE CALL. HEAR THE WHISPERING OF THE VOID. LET THE VOID TAKE YOU.
    ERROR FILE IS CORRUPTED

desert mesa
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Merope's Log
Entry 16

I didn't want to come back here. I do not know the extent of Nada's previous contact with the Absent One, and I do not trust her to speak the truth to me. For all her talk of the "Crimson Liar", I know she has the capacity for deception.

But as the corruption spreads among the Sentinels, turning the hands and blades of the Atlas against the galaxy it was meant to guide...

What choices am I left with? The Korvax consider the Atlas an unbending constant, but what does not bend will inevitably break, and the Atlas. Is. Broken. The Vy'keen will hunt, but they will not analyze, will not investigate. The Gek? They care little for anything beyond wealth and nip. And the "Voice of Freedom"? Pirates with delusions of heroism.

Not one of these can be trusted. Yet something must be done, before all is lost.

The Daughters of Pleione will not abandon our duty.

pliant gazelle
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MY SHIP IS BOUTA EXPLODE

Sentinels..they got me‼️‼️
I fought for a whole till they brought their mother ship with lasers and destroyed my shields. Idk what to do now. Im poor, have no materials, lost, and a noob.

I need money

The Radiant pillar BC1 has served me well but i need to get a new ship. The materials required to fix it are in a different star and i cant warp there because my hyperdrive is gone.😕😕

🆘

lilac tartan
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Upper Galaxy Log
Entry 1

...Displaying Text...

It took a while and some careful planning but I've finally reached it, the place I finally wanted to see. The cieling of Euclid. This is all assuming the Galaxy is a 'flat' figure, I might have taken a somewhat short route but it still took several thousands of Light Years of travel.

I start to see it, the empty nebulas, the infinite sea that stretches beyond the safety of system clusters. I'm going to sit on this edge and look out, exploring what's 'up' here, where the s k y begins.

I'll likely leave a trail of outposts. I'm hoping whoever stumbles upon them doesn't drink the cabinets dry.

I'm heading out to a settlement on a nearby moon soon enough to restock on some supplies, I miss talking with someone and I'm curious what sort of people live up here.

End Log

tawdry granite
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I was listening to some music on my way to Distira, hoping to relax and maybe go fishing for a few days. Out of nowhere the voice returned, and even with the volume up I could still barely hear it.
...Their massive war fleets filled the spacelanes. And lo, the Vy'keen smote the tools of the Atlas, scouring them from the face of the worlds where they labored.
And though many gave their lives to this task, the Vy'keen souls were not as steeled to the task as they once were. As time moved on, they began to falter, to turn away from their crusade.
There came among them a new...

My music nearly deafened me as the voice cut out. At least I wasn't in the middle of re-entry. I had plenty of time to think about it later, drinking beer on the dock of my pal's cabin.

lilac tartan
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Upper Galaxy Log
Entry 2
...Displaying Text...

I arrived at the settlement a couple hours ago and quickly made friends with the locals, a group of Gek traders that have connections with various systems around the upper limits of the galaxy.

They're surprisingly friendly and less shrewd compared to the more 'inner' colonies of the galaxies, quickly ready to offer help and eager to trade at rates favorable for both. It's been a pleasure buying some ship components and fuel from them, I'll be around for a while longer to enjoy their company.

There is one weird quirk I noticed when talking with them. They seem to strongly dislike the idea of heading 'up' further into the nebulas outside the system clusters, so much they don't want to talk about it. I didn't want to leave a bad first impression so I haven't pushed the matter but this will require further investigating.

I'll look around and hopefully find someone more willing to talk about it.

End Log

deep rune
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...Downloading Archive...
Archive Download Complete

Entry 1
Smugglers Keep, Arakon Prime
Engineering Bay

We finished the Minotaur. The guys are doing some final tests now, it should be combat-ready in a few hours. We decided to name the Minotaur Harvey, not exactly sure where it came from, but I think it fits.

...Entry End...

lilac tartan
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Upper Galaxy Log
Entry 3

...Displaying Audio Transcript...

Starship Pulse Drive noise in the background

You know what is tickling my curiosity? The sound. I've been flying around this system, one of the furthest one and closest to the edge of the stellar cluster I am in, and that sound we all hear often...you know which one, that sort of 'horn' in space? It sounds like a horn, or so I thought before coming here. It's louder here. It sounds like...

Loud unknown noise covers every other sound.

...

...it sounds like this. I don't know why I never thought much of it, I must've heard it dozens of times while pulse driving around and always asked myself 'what the hell makes that noise' but never thought much of it. Now I really want to know.

End Log

rancid zephyr
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Kzzzt
"I don't know where I am. I don't know how I got here. I can barely even remember who I am."
"I think I did it. But, everything's still, well, existent. I'm still alive."
"My starship is completely wrecked. My multitool has been smashed. My exosuit doesn't function. I'm low on materials and there's a storm outside. I might as well pass the time by making an audio log."

"I had been exploring the galaxy for months now, though it feels as if I had done so for an eternity. Every day was the same. I'd warp from system to system, fight sentinels, maybe even have a chat with the Atlas. The thrill I had once felt in starship battle had diminished, blunted.
I had no home. No real base. I was always being investigated by those godforsaken cargo scanners, always getting in fights, always wasting all the material I have on repairing my old starship. I never had any time to rest aboard my dear freighter or the space anomaly."

"So when I did a bit more investigation into the Atlas, when it showed me the power of creation, I could not resist the urge for more, more knowledge. Nada had warned me about this. Nada told me that the Atlas was nothing more than a veil of deception, a falsity. But I had thought I'd seen everything I had to know. Despite the wishes of -null-, despite the beliefs of Nada and the other travellers, I had decided that I was to follow the path that the Atlas has set out for me. I set out to reset the simulation, and nothing was going to stop me."

"I - I can't really remember anything that happened after that. I think I arrived at an Atlas station? Picked up some blue orb? I'll try to fix up my starship, but as I had mentioned, I have no materials thanks to all the hits I've been taking from battles recently. Well, maybe not from recently, but from whatever was before.. this.."

Metal groans. The sound of harsh wind crescendos in the background.

"Kzzzt - Aw, shi-"

End of Log

west wraith
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Distress Signal Received
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"I got stranded on this planet covered in hostiles... I have no idea what's worse, the worms, the sentinels, or the horrors. I can't find my ship, and my freighter isn't responding to my hails. My Minotaur AI, J3REMY, was critically damaged and I was forced to abandon it. Maybe someone will hear this. I highly doubt it though. In any case, I need to try to get to shelter. My multitools modules are so badly damaged, I think only my -kzzt- works. Of course that doesn't help me at all. Is that..? It can't be... -kzzt- Oh no... I have to run"
[Running and panting]
"Okay, I think I escaped -kzzt-. If anyone hears this, my coordinates are 102 [roaring, rapidly approaching] Oh no, oh no no no.... F-!"

Log ends

rancid zephyr
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Kzzzt
"Here I am again, making another recording about my travels. A lot has happened since my last log, but I'll try to shorten everything to the best of my ability."

"My ship was completely annihilated, my exosuit couldn't function and my multitool had been totally destroyed. I had no materials to repair my ship and no way of getting them because my mining beam was busted. No, I couldn't go out and collect materials with my bare hands. The blizzard outside would've made short work of me thanks to my broken exosuit. Luckily, I did have a few repair kits on me to help get some of my technology back in order, but the majority of it is still malfunctioning as I speak."

"I was able to summon my freighter and fuel up my hyperdrive, but when I checked the galaxy map, something was off. I was no longer in Euclid. This new galaxy doesn't seem to be any different, but my farms and findings were all inaccessible. I had a thought about returning using a teleporter, but luckily for me, I awoke in an uninhabited system. Amazing."

"I'm currently attempting to get all my technology back in working order before I try to warp elsewhere, though it has certainly been a challenge. Whilst I'm somewhere without a space station, I'm still getting hit by cargo scans. Every time I deflect them, another comes with a few seconds. Here, it's almost as if the Sentinels are actively hunting me."

"Now I don't usually deflect cargo scans, I much prefer teaching those interceptors a lesson, but I have nothing to recharge my starshield out here."
"Ah, no matter. I'll eventually find something, and the moment I do, I'm gonna make it clear to them interceptors what it feels like to be intercepted. They don't call me the 'Annihilator of Aerons' for nothing bac-."

**What sounds like an alert suddenly cuts off the traveller, followed by:
"Incoming Cargo Scan Detected" **

" (SIGH) Oh, you gotta be FUC-"

End of Log

jade oracle
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Log: A Factory with No Mouth...
Subjects: Traveler, Korvax Operations Iteration ECHO-16A
Location: Restricted Manufacturing Facility, Maldita III
Priority: PRISM

[1] Echo again. KorOp wants my ass back on the ground after the 'mutated freighter' incident. I can still remember a lot of things that happened back there... everything from using its cameras to stalk me around to using its repair drones fused with multi-tools that were definitely from the long-gone crew mates as makeshift Sentinel drones. Word is that the situation with these rampant AI like the ones I've ran into have gotten far crazier with even Sentinels being affected. Only thing I was handed is simply a photo with a dead Sentinel with purple crystalline growing out of the shell... I never felt bad for machines, but I can't imagine something worse than a fate like that.

[2] Strapping back into my interceptor. Feels so weird flying these even though I've flown many different kinds of ship in my lifetime but a ship that cobbled from a dead carcass of a large Sentinel designed to kill pirates and outlaws is quite something else. I still feel like this ship is alive, but it isn't at the same time. You can try ripping out all circuits to make yourself room, but those purple nanites are like ant colonies crawling around in lines and snaking through the ship cockpit. Might be harmless now, but maybe someday if I'm not careful this thing's old AI might crush me like a bug if it ever decided to.

[3] KorOp wants me to investigate another planet. Coordinates point to a planet with unusual reports and readings. Word is that various Korvax, Gek, and Vy'keen tried to explore this place but a few of their own consumed some form of liquid, only minutes later those who drank it started to claim they were seeing things about some 'void mother.' Those teams didn't come back entirely with only a few survivors. Day after though? KorOp got a distress signal from the same planet by an anonymous source. Logo was blurred and scratched too with no name on it. Someone definitely was in serious trouble.

<< - .... . -.-- / .... .- ...- . / -... . . -. / -.-. --- -. ... ..- -- . -.. .-.-.- / .--- --- .. -. / -- . .-.-.- >>

[4] Maldita III seems to be the name of this planet although its original name was scrubbed. Greedy explorers.

[5] Touchdown to the planet... Wait, is that a Radiant Pillar model starship? Is that laser damage to the hull? Wonder what it's exactly doing here. I hope the pilot's doing alright and hopefully not one of ours.

[6] Signal traced back to a manufacturing facility. Seems to belong to the Galactic Explorers LLT. I thought those guys always took strict care of their facilities? No?

<< -.. --- / -. --- - / .- - - . -- .--. - / - --- / .-. . ... .. ... - .-.-.- >>

[7] Arrival complete. All these purple crystals they mentioned... they weren't kidding about a single thing. Not even the Sentinels were immune to it at all. Might mine a few samples and send it off for investigation. Hope they don't consume that stuff like what happened to the last group.

<< .. / -.. . ... .. .-. . / ..-. --- .-. / -- --- .-. . / --- ..-. / -.-- --- ..- .-.-.- / .- -. / . -. -.. .-.. . ... ... / .... ..- -. --. . .-. .-.-.- / -.-. --- -- . / -.-. .-.. --- ... . .-. .-.-.- >>

[8] Great... I completely expected that building to start flinging shit at me. Locked my ass out of the front door and started freaking out after shooting it. I tried not shooting the eggs around the facility but the turrets shot them anyway. Now I got those green uglies and some frenzied Sentinels I've never seen after me now.

END REC0-R-RD1NG

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<< .. / .-- .. .-.. .-.. / -.-. --- -. - .. -. ..- . / - --- / . -..- .. ... - .-.-.- >>

lapis meteor
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"H-hello is this thing on? Oh thank the Atlas! I have crash landed on an unknown planet it does not match any know records! Now back to the subject at hand. I am trapped my oxygen supply is running low and I have no way off this Void forsaken planet. Now you may be asking why not just fix my ship well it exploded shortly after impact leaving only scrap. I have sealed myself in a cave to hide from the horrors outside. Why is everything on this planet trying to kill me or make me question my sanity. Wait what is that something is playing out of my ExoSuit.

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Translation complete <WE SEE YOU DO YOU SEE US? ABOVE YOU>

"What the hell wait... what is that in the dark? OH GOD {Heavily Garbled Screams Continue For Approximately 30 Seconds}"

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merry obsidian
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Red. Buzzing, then a vacuous impact. Black. A dryness of the scent and a purifying absence of air.

A sea of colored droplets populated the void, a sense of time crashing abruptly into being while the infinitesimal interactions of faraway gravity began to subtly declare their existence to my senses.

I live.

The realization carried as much magnitude as the event itself, as equally disorienting as entering the cosmos. I took inventory of my faculties, calibrating my senses into useable instruments of measurement - becoming accustomed to the operating system of thought itself.

I am shrouded to myself by some encompassing "other." Something that is not me, and yet it clings to me. A weave of decorated material covers me, a strange hollow orb surrounding my head. I am adrift, but only momentarily. At last the thought arrives, if by some untraceable transmission - this is my suit.

Another great change of pressure. I am within a greater "other." Surfaces and materials much more complex and intentional lay before me. I am seated, and with another mystical delivery - I begin to understand. This is my ship.

The spirit overtakes me, and I begin to pierce the colored sea.

[THEY WILL COALESCE]

My mind begins to race with questions, and yet with each pondering moment I grow exponentially more educated. There is more than knowledge - there is truth being transmitted to me.

[INTO A MAN]

The displays begin to rationalize, words gain meaning and utilities become known to me. Breaching time and location itself, I enter hyperspace to cross unfathomable distances. Discovery will not be obstructed, not by the very fabric of reality.

[THAT WILL ANSWER HIMSELF]

The light is spectacular, the sensation sublime and the experience altogether indescribable. Reality itself folded and moved like water before me. In an instant, I find myself before the greatest "other."

An object of such immense size that no meaningful calculation could be conceived to adequately convey the scale of its participants. Particles uncountable held tightly to one another in defiance of the void, in stark opposition to the great nothing - there was this great something.

I soared to the immense sphere, understanding as I descended that this indeed was a planet. A world. A home. My ship rattled in protest to the sea of particles that surrounded it, burning like a comet as I approached the green land below.

[SO THAT I MAY FINALLY REST]

My ship reacted with something like memory, deploying itself onto the ground with the finesse of mastery, whilst I still struggled to move my own body with coordination. The ship opened, and I felt the rush of warm pressure upon my suit. Trees and birds filled the scope of my vision, overtaking me with emotion. I felt joy, peace and an overwhelming curiosity for what I beheld.

[TO KNOW THOSE UNKNOWABLE THINGS]

[TO FEEL THAT WHICH CANNOT BE MEASURED]

[TO UNDERSTAND AT LAST]

Without burden, I began to toil. With no fatigue, I began to work. The sky moved and day became night, water fell from above and I began to rest in the small building I had constructed. After waking, I began my research. Tools and devices just as inexplicable as my own existence wrought the natural ground into refined materials.

I studied the minerals, the plantlife and the fauna that occasionally visited with equal curiosity. I became quickly immersed in the practice of science. It flowed from my mind without end, and I could see no other purpose but to learn.

I would learn my name, I would learn the name of everything. I would know everything. One way or another.

[WHY DID I CREATE?]```
west wraith
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[WARNING... DATA RETRIEVAL IN PROGRESS...]

{The following data was retrieved from the MS-912 Haigru, a freighter wrecked near the "Horizons" Orbital Research Base. A brief overview: An expeditionary force from the
combat freighter MS-912 Haigru retrieved several sentinel drones, quadrupeds as well as even an intact brain from a walker. The onboard AI managed to document the following
data.}

Lt. [REDACTED]: We need to make it to the docking-(Loud creaking, blaster shots) Uh-oh, RUN!
[AI logs: 43 Sentinel Light Drones, 21 Heavy Drones, 16 Quadrupeds, and 67% of a Walker and [REDACTED]]
Cpt. Huascahg: Navigator! Where are we!
(Alarms blare)
Nav. [REDACTED]: We're on course to Nunis IV! We can't slow down because those pathetic drones critically damaged our reactor!
Cpt. Huascahg: How do we-(Explosion at door)
Gd. [REDACTED]: Captain! The interlopers are breaching the bridge! You, [REDACTED], get the pulse spitter!
Nav. [REDACTED]: Sir, atmospheric entry in T-32 minutes! We don't have the ability to brake, and all escape pods and shuttles have been cri-
Cpt. Huascahg: I AM AWARE OF THE SITUATION, NAVIGATOR.
(Guards cry out in pain, sentinels moving and making noise heard)

[AI logs: Crew: 57 bridge staff, 145 engineering crew, 674 general hands, 100 elite Vy'Keen honor guard... casualties were roughly 99%. Survivor location UNKNOWN, PRESUMED
LOST]

(Alarms continue to blare, sentinels and fire can be heard)
(Sentinels beep)
(Atmospheric reentry sounds can be heard, then violent shaking and metal tearing)

18 hours later

(Nomad approaching...)

UNKWN: Well, well... what's this? Hang on, is that pugneum? Gimme!

[AI logs: GLASS GLASS GLASS]

GLASS GLASS GLASS GLASS GLASS

vocal zealot
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[Log Of Entity worm]
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[Data retrieved.]
[Running analysis]
......
[Log secured, proceeding reading.]
.....
[LT.]
It's been 145 days since I left planet Norji for a new permanent home for my people, Gek. Unfortunately things has happened to my freighter and it's gonna be a hell to pay the damage repairs. Over 150 people were killed amongst the pirate ambush, and 250 injured from the hull of the ship being damaged on barrack floor 3.

Though we survived and managed a safe jump to a system called -Skkkksskkk-. I've found a planet that is safe. It's an airless planet but the passenger aboard will be transferred down below so the capital ship can be over looked and possibly repaired if the damage remains at 3%. If any damage was gained over 10% the ship would malfunction and be a radical hazard to all life forms aboard the SS. Lorenzo. Thankfully we have survived nonetheless.

As commander, I am hoping the temporary home will be gentle on these passengers. They have been through a lot, children are expecting a new place to grow their roots.

[AI: End of log 0706]
[Navigation data restored. Location recorded on quest board.]
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zealous sparrow
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ChikaraGuy's Expedition Logs

[DATA RECEIVED]

[PROCESSING ... LOG SECURED]

Log Input #01
Date Entered: 06 May 2023 CE
Transmission's System of Origin: Zuhota-Sogle, Euclid Galaxy

[START TRANSMISSION]
...
After welcoming our new exploration frigate to our fleet, I rushed on over to the ancient ruins the Korvax explorers told me about. A thick and heavy smog grazed my ship's exterior as I glided above the surface of -skzzshh- I landed just a mere 50 clicks from the ruins. A place scoured in sentinels; no surprise considering the Korvax's desire to study the nuisances. I took out my analysis visor to run a quick survey of the area, and to a pleasant surprise i found an array of artifacts just buried below the rubble. Quickly switching my multi-tool into terrain manipulator mode, I dug up a bright gravitino ball. Of course I wasn't the only one witnessing my amazing feat; right behind me, floating above the entrance to my hole, was that dang sentinel drone. Thinking on my feet, I blasted three or four. However, I am side struck by what looked like a sentinel robo-dog, thus allowing me to be overrun by several sentinels. I hop in my ship before I grab the leftover goodies, just so the sentinels don't grab me. And as quickly as I showed up, I'm back to the fleet. If only it were that easy though; two sentinel chasers decided to vist the fleet too. With backup from the mighty capital ship Collision Course, I manage to eliminate the poor sentinels.

After taking a second to revaluate my condition, I take a walk up to the command center. I walk up to Navigator Masamk and am greeted with the traditional -{Grah!}- Another day, another system to explore!
...
[END TRANSMISSION]

lilac tartan
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Upper Galaxy Log
Entry 4

...Displaying Text...
Error: Text couldn't be displayed - data corrupted
Attempting restoring data
.....
Restoration complete

How long was I out? My suit systems are all scrambled. I w-s. on ?23.%&£( pl-n°t when I heard that sound again. That's the last thing I remember. There is no outer damage and the suit integrity logs show a gap in date and records. What happened?

I woke up in a camp hooked to some life s.up0#rt °systems. It seems whoever found me managed to get me o-*t 9!f trouble but they're nowhere to be seen, my starship is also quite a long hike 2w-.y from here.

Since I woke up I've been getting a weird feeling, as if I'm being looked at, but scanner shows no other living entities but the sparse flora around me. I'm getting the creeps and I wa-,t to l<e-ve. I'll wait a bit as I perform a full diagnostic of my suit and vitals, hopefully my savior will come back by then, otherwise I'll leave behind something as thanks and get out of here.

End Log

pulsar coyote
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[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: unusual discovery]

Displaying Log…

I’ve found my way to another system in my ever-continuous exploration of the stars. I left my freighter to quickly visit the space station. At this point, it’s become routine for me to briefly dock at a station (assuming it’s available), pawn off some of the oddities I’ve discovered, and quickly get my hands of an emergency broadcast radio to see if anything notable is within the system.

I hopped into my ship and clicked the radio on. A signal! Or at least, that’s what it displayed to me. Upon connecting to the signal of the system’s derelict, I heard nothing. No pulsing of the Swarm eggs. No whirring of security drones or turrets. Just dead silence.

I followed the signal, quickly reaching the derelict, and from an outside glance it appeared as any other. But, when I made my way to the entrance and unsealed the door, it only became more unusual.

The salvage was as expected: tainted metal, ammunition, various mechanical parts, and even a few curiosities. But what made this particular ship more unsettling than any other was the lack of… anything… no security, no horrors… the rooms and halls were dead silent, save for the hum of the terminals and heat lamps.

Clearly this freighter was in use at some point. Clearly it had a crew. But there wasn’t any real trace of them left aside for their logs.

What happened in that ship? Where did they go? How many have experienced the same fate?
[End Log]

stuck wadi
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[INCIDENT REPORT]
[ATTN: Commander-Entity Drezova, SV-5 Fuchidak]
[Subject: Hanger Master Frangh]
Commander, I wish to lodge a formal complaint against your Hanger Master, Frangh. This being is messing with me, unabashedly. When I return from a long day of exploration, to this lovely ship of yours which I paid a small fortune to lease, I expect my starship to remain where I parked it. However, every time I come down to the hanger bay, I have to search for my ship. Often to the amused laughter of Frangh and his hanger crew. Just this afternoon I returned and entered through Docking Bay 3, parking in Berth 3-1. After a scheduled hyperspace jump to a new exploration target system, I returned to the hanger and my ship was now parked in Berth 2-3. Would you please speak with your people and stop these shenanigans?
[END REPORT]

pulsar coyote
#

[COMMUNICATION LOG: Anomaly-Entity Sanity, Korvax Captain Del]
[SUBJECT: Concerning Frigate Addition]
[Displaying Log…]

AES: So, what exactly is so concerning? I haven’t added anything new to the fleet recently…
KCD: You haven’t?
AES: correct. So what exactly are you calling about?
KCD: Sanity-Entity, I’m calling about the megafauna that appears to have joined our fleet.
AES: mega-huh? Hang on…
AES: …
AES: When did this thing appear?
KCD: Only a few minutes ago, captain
AES: I… don’t remember adding this to the fleet… I’ll investigate it… perhaps it might be useful
[CALL END]

main phoenix
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(((-ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER-))) (BEGIN LOG)
After a brief skirmish with those crystal-covered sentinels on that crystal-covered moon, i acquired a unique device after destroying one of those resonators that the "Sentinels" are so fond of. My science officer referred to it as an "Echo Locator".

Since the system was unclaimed, the Itkrahntu jumped to the next system over, an outlaw system with 2 planets. I asked the locals on the decrepit station what happened to this system. they told me that it was a major trade hub with a population of around 60,000 souls. in the near past, the system was suddenly besieged by the crystal sentinels.

This resulted in a brief, but bloody conflict that cut the system's population down to only a few thousand, which now lived on the station. this also resulted in the complete dissolvement of any form of law in the system.

the echo locator revealed that there was a small settlement on a mountainous, fiery world. upon landing on the hellish world, i found a strange control panel with a log that speaked of "betrayal", "abandonment by creation", and "re-making ourselves in our own image". what this means, i do not know.

I wanted to find out more, but the extreme heat (the highest recorded i've ever come across) made my stay short-lived.

I will attempt to uncover more of this mystery in the near future.

tawdry granite
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I hadn't heard the voice in months, but suddenly it came back while I was warping to New Vegas to pick up a load of oxygen. I cranked the gain up, listening as it spoke.
"...From the Second Book of Travelers, verses seven through ten; And as the Travelers came, in their myriad forms, many were lost on different worlds.
Lo, their graves became shrines, guiding still more travelers, with warnings and messages of the perils of the universe.
And whence the Travelers journeyed, there they caused much debate among the Three Races, for none could agree if this was a sign of doom, or of hope.
Then didst the Atlas take notice, and despite the pain of...

The voice faded out as I felt the subtle shift in the engines indicating I was coming out of warp. I checked our bearings, even as I wondered what the voice really meant.

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Unusual Cosmic Affliction]

Displaying Log…

As I’ve explored this seemingly endless expanse of a universe, I’ve begun to take notice of a new anomalous phenomenon affecting various systems…

Of course during my time in exploration, encounters with the mechanical hive of the ATLAS aren’t uncommon. Many planets I’ve traveled have had varying levels of Sentinel observation, with some having little to no overseers, and others requiring careful treading as to not end up in their line of sight. Of course, with many sentinel encounters, it’s only natural that I’ve overstepped my boundaries to the point where I’ve had to shut their system-wide forces down in an attempt to protect myself.

The worlds hit with this newfound affliction also possess Sentinel influence, but something is very clearly different. The drones are dark, their eyes an unnatural violet shade, and most notably, strange purple crystal growths are visible on the machines. The drones aren’t the only case of these crystals. In fact, on the planets with these corrupted sentinels, fields and towers of these crystals are common among the flora. While these crystals are mesmerizing, they seem to emit a mysterious, almost mechanical screaming sound that makes standing near them for too long a headache.

While the sentinels seem to act similarly to their more common brethren, they don’t seem too bothered by me harvesting the regular flora and minerals on their planets. However, if they spot me harvesting the crystals across the surface, they begin to take notice. I must explore this new discovery further… it might help me further understand the sentinels…

[Log End]

main phoenix
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(((-ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER-))) (BEGIN LOG)

It has come to my attention that some on the Network have described the same phenomenon. Stories about corrupted worlds covered in baleful, screaming crystals, guarded by twisted drones and quadrupeds.

I am glad that I am not the only one to have come across this apparently galaxy-wide affliction. however I am also worried. What is causing this? How are we only now learning of it? Is there any way to stop it?

I will continue researching this corruption on both the Network, and during my expeditions.

I have been having horrid nightmares. Of my companions, Chuck, Jeremiah, Paul, and even those i have since lost. covered in those same (EXPLITIVE) crystals.

they were all screaming.

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Addendum to “Unusual Cosmic Affliction”]

Displaying Log…

I’ve narrowly survived a skirmish with the corrupted sentinel forces on this planet… the fight got bad enough for me to call in my Minotaur for additional protection… however, from this close encounter, it has led me to horrifying discoveries… and even these discoveries lead to more and more questions…

First, most of the common sentinel forces, like hardframe mechs, quads, and even Walkers, are all replaced by these quadrupedal, yet arachnoid machines… my guess is that, whatever these crystals are, caused most of the sentinel forces to degrade and reassemble into these things judging by what I discovered from scavenging their remains…
The core components of these mechs are warped beyond recognition, yet they still writhe like most sentinel machinery…

Another interesting discovery is that most of these sentinels guard these unusual drill-like mechanisms… whatever purpose these arrays serve, I have yet to understand…

But finally… and possibly most unsettling… is the way these sentinels fight… unlike the usual sentinel forces, which attempt to overwhelm their target in sheer numbers and brute force, these sentinels keep their distance… regroup to heal… and even can completely obscure themselves from view to ambush their target… whatever these crystals are… whatever is causing this affliction… it’s changed these sentinels from mindless guardians, to vicious predatory protectors…

I’ll conduct tests on the crystals and other oddities I’ve collected from this world later… right now, I need to get off of this planet before the screaming consumes my mind…

[End Log]

pulsar coyote
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[Communication Log: Anomaly-Entity Sanity, “The Leviathan”]
[Subject: Interview]
[Displaying Log…]

TL: {We meet once again…}
AES: Again? I… don’t have any memory of seeing anything like you before… only myths and anecdotes of encounters with your kind
TL: {…}
TL: {You’re not the same entity I’ve met… Yet, even though you’re a different iteration… we remain connected…}
AES: iteration?… I’m not sure I understand what you’re talking about
TL: {You will understand in due time… you aren’t alone in this endless starry sea, Traveler… and you’re not the only instance of your existence…}
AES: Wh- okay, back on topic… I’ve mainly contacted you to ask what you’re here for
TL: {My reasoning for helping you will come in due time… you seek knowledge among the stars… and part of understanding the universe is understanding yourself}
AES: I uh… I see…
AES: well, I suppose if your intent is to help me, then you can stay

[Call End]

main phoenix
#

(((-ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER-))) (BEGIN LOG)

I have decided to start cooking. I have been dealing with this recycled nutrient juice being fed directly into my veins for the better part of 5 years. I am going to study the various culinary arts of the galaxy.

I'm also doing this to better my relationship with Cronus, the traveler onboard the Nexus. He's a rather ill-tempered fellow, but Polo tells me that the best way to grab his attention is with a well made meal.

speaking of Cronus, i believe i may have another member of his species as a crew member on board the Itkrahntu. Perhaps they can enlighten me as to create dishes that anyone can consume without issue.

PS: i made bread

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Crystal Test Conclusions]

Displaying Log…

More and more questions answered, yet even the answers lead to more questions… as is expected with any oddity I come across…

Using the brief amount of time between destroying the corrupt sentinels and their reappearance, I was able to collect some samples of the various crystal growths across the planet’s surface. A lot of the smaller crystals notably had sentinel structures embedded into them… which was initially confusing me until I began testing.

The smaller crystals couldn’t be harvested in one piece, with them crumbling into a fine crystalline dust upon collection. The larger growths (or at least, the ones with a significant glow and a mysterious visual distortion around them) were able to be collected intact.

The dust was identified as a new element: “Atlantideum”. The name is unusual to say the least, but I suppose it’s been analyzed enough for this name to stick. Oddly enough, the Atlantideum could be processed, and the product was fascinating and horrifying…

Pugneum… the very fuel of the sentinels was the product of processing the dust. My theory upon this discovery, combined with the discovery of sentinel machinery embedded inside the crystals, is that whatever caused this newfound affliction was able to mutate the Pugneum found within the sentinels in order to control them… with those who didn’t survive the transformation becoming permanent fixtures upon their home world… all I hope for is that this disease remains a sentinel-only case…

The larger shards, which I’ve called “Radiant Shards”, don’t seem to have any special properties… further testing is required for them…

I’ve also found a mysterious radar of some sort… an “Echo Locator” as its called… I’ll need to see what it leads to later… as of now, I should find something to take my mind off of these crystals for a while…

[Log End]

lunar kite
#

[RAYAN COMPUTER - 3 ARCHIVES FOUND]
[2 ARCHIVES CORRUPTED]
[OPENING CONFIDENTIAL]

My mission from the Atlas Security Council was to infiltrate a pirate system.
Conidos is reputed since years to be the main system where rebels, criminal, robber and all kind of illegal people hide.
But a group, named Uixon make the rule, its them who decide who have the right to stay, every action need to be approved by them and they don't fear to use violence.
But, since 5 years, Uixon launch raid against big freighter, robbing and leaving only dead bodies behind them.
I managed to join Uixon as a recruit. I gathered a lot of data about their organisation and how they work, and the most important i have an estimation about their power.
I can affirm that launching a military raid against them is the worst idea.
All population support this group, and...
[The communication seems to have suddenly stopped]

robust tulip
#

SHIP LOGS ACTIVATED
EXOSUIT CONNECTED... ANOMALY ITERATION "LAMBBONES" REGISTERED

LOCATION: EUCLID GALAXY / DEFORDO-LEM SYSTEM / ON PLANET PELLACKEW BETA

DATE: 0001/01/01

[08:16]
Found this log-keeper when looking round ship OS. Might as well start using it - not like I can trust memory right now, anyway. Ship seems to be mine. Exosuit also seems to be mine, which is a good start, since I'm wearing it. Name registered on it - Lambbones - guessing that's also mine. Don't remember anything from before, but some names are familiar. Exosuit, Multi-tool, Anomaly. Need to work out the rest myself.

Taking shelter in ship for now, it's freezing outside. Giant blue stones scattered about, and the rocks look like they're glowing from the inside out. Saw a massive pillar in the distance on way over, too - yellow metal, leaning heavily to one side - could use it as a waypoint. Or a catapult. Will need to leave ship eventually, it's broken, which doesn't inspire massive amounts of confidence in my flying capabilities. Tools were broken too, but I fixed them. Hopefully Exosuit will provide further directions on ship repair.

Keeping an eye on red beacon. Something off about it.

pulsar coyote
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[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Unusual dream]

Displaying Log…

For the first time in a while, I managed to find the time to rest. After a lot of the discoveries I’ve made, I felt it was deserved. What I didn’t anticipate was the strange dream I’d have.

I was on a strange planet. Green grass and towering fungal trees surrounded me as I was making my way to what I assumed to be my ship.

It was a solar ship. I do own one, but this one was different… upon hopping in and taking off, the sails that unfolded were rounded and white… while the one that I actually have has yellow, rectangular sails…

I kept my ship hovering off the ground as I procured a strange instrument… like, an actual musical-type instrument… a gold and blue horn that had inscriptions of infinity symbols, various glyphs, and, interestingly enough, the Leviathan… upon pulling this instrument out, I played it, and my ship got a location ping…

I flew out into space, pulsing towards the location… and when I got there, the Leviathan was there… waiting for me…

I could faintly make out a conversation between myself and the creature… but I couldn’t understand much… only something about “atonement”… shortly before I saw my ship uncontrollably sail towards the Leviathan as a blinding light engulfed me… it was then when I awoke…

Was this what the Leviathan was talking about? Was what I saw a glimpse into what another iteration of myself experienced? Is this… why the Leviathan followed me here?

[End Log]

main phoenix
#

(((-ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER-))) (BEGIN LOG)
I have been traveling the spiral arms of Euclid for a long, long time. I have seen many things across my journeys. i have seen beauty of such magnitude that it brings me to my knees, weeping. i have experienced incredible danger and survived, perhaps by some cosmic luck. i have witnessed great triumphs and losses. i have laughed and i have cried.

yet i have also seen things that are truly disturbing.

I am currently in an uncharted, uninhabited system, with 3 planets. one of which is the reason i made this log. i do not know why, but my journeys seem to have taken on a darker, more sinister tone. from the corrupted sentinels to the true nature of existence that the ATLAS has revealed to me.

The planet i have landed on is a truly harrowing world. from orbit, it is a brownish hue of a rather unpleasant variety. its surface is mostly covered with clouds. it is not until i entered the atmosphere that i realized something is VERY, VERY wrong with this planet.

There seems to be some form of "Chromatic fog". I have encountered such phenomenon on other worlds, however none as uncanny as this. it drains all color from the surroundings, leaving only a grey hue over everything, with brief smudges of red, green, and blue that last only a few seconds.

what is truly frightening is the life that inhabits this world. the animals are twisted, malformed masses of limbs and body parts that don't quite match. the plants resemble some freakish, organic sculptures, swirling with writhing colors.

I can not shake the feeling that something impossibly evil lurks just beneath my feet.

fervent leaf
#

/// ACCESSING FILE ///
ITERATION: [ 638099403423GT ]
LOG FOLDER: [ UNSTRANDED_LOCAL15_ITI ]
LOG NAME: [ CONTRACT_WORK_PLANETSIDE ]

/// PLAYING AUDIO FILE... DISPLAYING TRANSCRIPT... ///

`Hey, it's me again. Sorry for the long wait between logs, been having issues uploading them to the main server since that sandstorm on Orion V.
I'll get into it later, but I'm sure you're more worried about where I've been, so I'll give you the scoop...

Lately, I've decided to take up some local contract work to make a few extra units. The mission I'm doing right now is from a Gek farmer, who wants me to go planet-side to feed some local fauna, and retrieve their excrement. It's... Unsavory... but he said he'd give me a cut of this week's harvest alongside the usual Units payment. Farming isn't one of my strong suits, as you know, so I won't be passing that up.

As for the planet though, it's... pretty beautiful, actually. There's lots of these blue and purple-leaved trees all over the place, accompanied by green grass and tall Diplos with scaley backs. I'd even go as far to say that it's habitable!... If it weren't for the constant superheated rainstorms and the sentinels that engage on sight...
I've made some good progress on the mission so far, but the aforementioned Diplos keep blowing my cover. And even worse is that Sentinel patrol drones seem to just... appear... out of thin air.

Won't be much longer though, just a few more fistfuls of this stuff and I'll be outta here...`

/// TRANSCRIPT END ///

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: pet behavior]

Displaying Log…

Decided to take some time off in between my adventures to check up on some pets of mine… more specifically, my pet worm, Minos.

Minos is doing well, just as energetic and happy to see me as ever… handed him a few pellets and even a perpetual cake I had made a few days before the discovery of the Dissonance…

I have already marked my next stop… there doesn’t seem to be a station there, so it’ll be a little more quiet at least.

Glad to finally find some time for myself

[Log End]

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Sentinel discovery]

Displaying Log…

I found another system afflicted with this “Dissonance” as I’ve heard people call it. I intended to travel to it to see if the states of each dissonant planet were different, but of course as fate would have it, something changed that plan.

Upon entering the system, I began to hear beeping from a device within my personal storage… the source of which being the strange locator device I got from my last run-in with the corrupted sentinels. The device was blinking furiously, almost begging me to switch it on to see why it was making so much noise. Upon doing so, I received coordinates leading to the dissonant planet within the system and the device simply ceased to exist.

I followed the coordinates, which led to what appeared to be an abandoned camp of some sort. Storage cells busted open, a few tents set up, one with a locked multitool case and the other with a barely functioning machine, and at the head of it was an overgrown dome structure with a terminal at the front.

I decided to check the terminal, which simply stated that my current attempt to even investigate further was rejected. Only a few options were present: investigate what little information I could access from it, or input glyphs to fully access it…

From the limited information I could get, it simply gave me three strings of code, ending in different numbers. I took those as a possible solution to breaking into the terminal, which worked to my surprise!

From there, I unlocked the tool case and requested information about Dissonance spikes. The latter gave me another set of coordinates…

I grabbed the tool. A sentinel-grade rifle of sorts. But now, I have a new mystery to uncover. Once I reach these new coordinates, I will update the log.

[Log End]

main phoenix
#

**(((-ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER-))) (BEGIN LOG)**
I believe i have found a brief moment of peace. i am currently on a pre-discovered world of mine known as Kabini. the archives say i came across the planet roughly 10 standard months ago. the world is truly breathtaking. rolling fields of succulent green plants that pulse gently in the night, fungal trees that glow with a similar beauty when the sun sets.

the atmosphere is a dense, foggy yellow. the oceans are a wonderful blue, filled with life. despite the dark turn my journey has taken, this green paradise has renewed hope that the universe isn't good or evil.

It just... is.

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Update to Sentinel Discovery]

Displaying Log…

A ship. The coordinates led me to a barely functioning Sentinel Interceptor. Upon inspection, whatever damage it sustained seems to have knocked a few components loose, including what I assume to be its “brain” of sorts. This particular component still functioned, flickering violently in my hands as the lens on it continually looked toward one particular direction. I looked further into the interceptor… a cockpit? Sure it was damaged, but this discovery alone makes me wonder who used to fly these?

I began to follow the brain, which led me to a nearby monument. Upon presenting the device, the violent red glow it had shifted to a solid blue. As I carried it back to its owner, the lens looked at me not with hostility, but with harmony, as if it saw me as a long lost friend. I replaced the brain and repaired the cockpit, which seemed to have caused it to open for me.

I hopped in, the ship welcoming me. Now, I have a piece of sentinel machinery to not only study, but to use as my own.

[Log End]

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly Sanity]
{LOG CORRUPTION DETECTED}
[Attempting reassembly…]

Displaying Log…

-kzzt- this loop… how did I end up in such a situation… I let the flames of this planet consume me, and yet I couldn’t -kzzt-

Am I being punished? Why am I back -kzzt-

It keeps going… I remember every loop…

[Addendum: Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
I have no memory of this log. I found this among my numerous records I have aboard my freighter… most of it is incredibly corrupted, which is deeply concerning…

Why does the author share my name? Perhaps fixing what’s corrupted can answer the many questions I have…

[Log End]

late robin
#

[MS-4 Prometheus] - MAIN ADMINISTRATOR TERMINAL
LOGGING IN...
Welcome, [Anomaly -kzzt-]!
'run recoverdisk.exe_'


"old-corrupted-diskPLEASERECOVER DRIVE READS..."
[AUTHOR'S NOTES]
Now that I've finally gotten a proper setup going, I can begin trying to decrypt that Atlas-forsaken old Exosuit drive I happened to start out with. In order to properly catalogue my journeys; and for the nice nostalgia trip, I'll have to start from it's old recordings.


ENTRY ??? [RECOVERY #1]; Something new..
After managing to rebuild my old Hyperdrive and refueling it; a strange signal JUST so happened to pop up, right when I was about to finally book it, and return home (presumably). All it seemed to lead to was more of the vast snow of -kzzt-, however, buried underneath was an old signal repeater. Plugging it in revealed not much; other than a simple video recording of someone who seemed a bit too familiar.
I'll.. update this mess once I figure out what he's talking about.
..And, also, figure out what the fellow means by "iterations"...
[RECORDING ENDS]

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly Sanity]
{DATA RESTORATION COMPLETE}
[Subject: THE_CYCLE]

Displaying Log…

For so long I’ve been stuck in this loop… how did I end up in such a situation… I let the flames of this planet consume me, and yet I couldn’t die… when my vision faded and my body numbed, I awoke back in that same clearing I started all of this in… everything damaged again… but this time, with some memories of how to fix some devices I couldn’t before…

Am I being punished? Why am I back here? Why did death bring me back to where I started? What divine being did I anger for the universe to trap me like this?!

Even after venturing past this system, after exploring a frigid wasteland of a planet and letting its vicious blizzard freeze me solid, I felt the heat of where I started all over again… as if nothing had happened…

It keeps going… I remember every loop…

[Addendum: Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
A cycle… somehow, this being that shares my name has experienced some kind of death cycle… as I was deciphering this log, I came across a number of other logs with my name… yet with no memory of me ever making them… I will try to see what I can decode, as most of them are in worse shape than this one was in…

[Log End]

late robin
# late robin `[MS-4 Prometheus] - MAIN ADMINISTRATOR TERMINAL` `LOGGING IN...` ***Welcome, [A...

[1] RECOVERY EFFORT COMPLETED
[???] ENTRIES TO BE RECOVERED
Reading " New Entry "...


ENTRY -kzzt- [RECOVERY #2]
I've managed to follow this "first iteration".. me..'s coordinates to a dot, a simple cache in another system. There wasn't much, aside from what I presume to be their old jetpack. It's got a nice look to it, similar to the other broken equipment in the crate; and those "exotic" ships I've seen around the galaxy.
Everything else is a bit.. er, "decommissioned", though I will take everything. Just in case..
[RECORDING ENDS]

pulsar coyote
#

[Incident Report]
[Recorded by: Korvax Captain Delta]

{As soon as we entered the system, the alarms from our combat frigates sounded. A legion of pirates descended upon our ship with a level of malice never seen before. I turned to our commander, Sanity, for guidance, to which he advised for every combat ship to launch; him included.

Before I could advise against it, our commander went down to the bay to send himself along with the fleet.

We watched as our fleet and our commander tore down one pirate after another, assisted by our freighter’s defensive equipment. But, even with a valiant fight, when only a few pirates remained, one of the stragglers managed to take down our commander’s engines, and we could only listen and watch as he spiraled towards the nearby planet. As soon as he presumably crashed, all communication with him was lost, and we were left with attempting to take down what pirates remained…

It was then that another starship entered the system: a living ship. Before we even had the opportunity to contact it, the ship began fighting off the remaining pirates. Once everything went quiet, I reached out to the ship, finding that it was piloted by someone else.

I was surprised by who I saw and the voice that responded to my call… it was our commander, yet with a few differences… he even went by the same name… once he boarded the freighter, I gladly passed the mantle of commander to him}

[Addendum: Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
So, there was another iteration of myself… just moments before I became the commander of this freighter… perhaps, I should find my way back to that system and see if any of this is true…

[Log End]

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Entity Sanity]
{Attempting Recovery…}
[Subject: Last moments of Ferry of the Stars]

Displaying Log…

  • Status:
    [Critical Engine Failure]

Did they just- no! They got my engine?! Those sneaky little -kzzt-

  • Status:
    [attempting entry to -kzzt-]

This isn’t good… I shouldn’t be feeling the heat of entry this much -kzzt-

My wing! It’s gone!

  • Status:
    [Attempting emergency landing]

Cmon! Just gotta -kzzt-

  • Status:
    [Heavy damage detected]
    [Hull strength at 20%]
    [Temperature regulator unresponsive]
    [Launch Thrusters unresponsive]
    [Pilot unresponsive]
    [Power at 10%]
    [Sending distress signal…]

[Addendum: Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
I found what seems to be the ship this other iteration of myself used… it’s in really bad shape… every critical system is either dislocated, crushed, or horribly damaged… the pilot, however, can’t be found… if he did meet his end, then his marker should be somewhere near here…

[Log End]

late robin
# late robin `[1] RECOVERY EFFORT COMPLETED` `[???] ENTRIES TO BE RECOVERED` Reading " New En...

Loading EmerilOS+...
[1] new entry recovered. Reading...
[!!!] "Recovered Entry" appears to be mission critical.


AUDIO RECORDING; MS-4 Prometheus - Cycle 7 at current star system - 2:00 AM
I've been suddenly awoken in the night; by the computer allegedly finding the one entry I've been looking for. Proofreading it, it appears to be so. I'll quickly record it here...


MISSION CRITICAL ENTRY [RECOVERY #3]
Some of this equipment can be traced back to a point in Nihomat-21; a star system.. not too far from here. Just a few extra Cells, and I should be able to make the jump....


I've found the.. ruins of a planetary shelter. It seems quite developed; seemingly built in an attempt to study this.. mysterious monolith, only referred to as the ' Gateway to the Stars '.


The many log entries in here should provide good reading material; and maybe some good context as to what happened here...

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: the marker]

Displaying Log…

I found it. The marker of whichever iteration of myself this was… and all it left me with was this:

{You share my name… you share my determination… yet you don’t share my memory… your journey has only just begun as mine had ended… even here, I can hear the countless forms we have echoing through this endless cosmos… carry on what I started, but don’t make my mistakes}

[Log End]

quick moth
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Display Log?
[Yes] [No]
Displaying Log 1...
This is the start of my log, I'm going to be featuring some activities I do here.
June 2nd, 2145:
The freighter is ready for the expedition. The goal? Mostly exploration and study of the corrupted planets. The number of them in the galaxy has spiked in the last couple weeks, and we're going to find out the cause of this. We have enough equipment to research the nature of the planets, and we plan on collecting some treasures too. Some of the crew is scared to even get close to the purpleness of those crystals delivered by the early research team, but I'm brave enough to go out in the wild to search for clues in those shiny pieces created by corruption. I hope we will find more soon.
End of the Log 1

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Home world]

Displaying Log…

Even though I’ve spent so much time traveling this universe, I still hold the first world I set up a base in close to me.

Hyperia. The first and currently only paradise planet I’ve discovered. And because of that, I call it home. I decided to return to it to take a break. The base I have isn’t much for now. Just a small hut on one side of a hill, and a small hydroponic building set up beside a monolith on the other side. Perhaps I might take this time to expand things a bit… spruce things up…

I arrived as the sun had set. I forgot how beautiful this world is at night… brilliant sky blue grass that pulses with light as the wind passes through it… fungi of various shapes and sizes pulsing with the grass, lightning what’s around for just a moment before going dark again… numerous animals all wandering and grazing, unbothered by anything else…

This moment… right here… is where we are meant to be

[Log End]

astral whale
#

"Desiderium"
(1 of 2)

BEGINNING SUIT INITIALIZATION.

My eyes open.

LIFE SUPPORT ACTIVATED.

I am alone.

SHIELD SYSTEM ONLINE.

Am I?

My exosuit finishes its diagnostics, but my head spins too fast to focus. Dazed, I look at my surroundings, taking in the golden sky, the colossal trees topped with bulbs and broad, radial leaves, and the crimson grass brushing against me in the gentle breeze. Where am I? How did I get here? I have no memory of a before, or anything that might help me. I steady my breathing. No immediate threats. I am alive, but I won’t be if I stay here.

I drag myself to my feet, and my boots dig into firm, dry soil. That’s when my eyes flit to the corner of my visor’s screen, and I notice the climbing temperature and my falling hazard protection meter. I scan my surroundings again with renewed panic, finding the mouth of a cave splitting a nearby hill. I hurry towards it, relieved to find shelter. It’s dark and spacious, illuminated by the dim light of glowing cave marrow and glittering red moss. Ivy-like flora hangs from blocky stalactites, no doubt rich in useful resources. I walk carefully, descending the smooth stone tunnel carefully, eyeing a pair of unnatural cube-shaped objects resting on the ground. I slip and skid down the slope, thudding ungracefully into the earthen floor. I am now thankful no one was there to witness that.
(contd.)

#

"Desiderium"
(2 of 2)

I get back on my feet again and reach the odd relics. The dark stone-metal fusion is cold to the touch, deliberately carved and oddly well-polished despite its context. My curiosity is piqued, so on impulse I collect these odd subterranean relics. I glance around the cavern, which continues for some distance in either direction. Dead ends, either way. It was peaceful here, quiet, safe? I reach for my multitool, a rounded gun whose only surviving technology was a mining laser. My damaged visor tells me the rock formations contain cobalt and ferrite dust, so I get to harvesting.

TOXIC DAMAGE DETECTED!

I stumble away from the pustule I’d stepped on, cursing. A number of these repulsive growths rapidly swelled into view, puffing out pale green clouds of toxins. Annoyed, I reach for my multitool and exact my petty revenge on the accursed plants, harvesting oxygen and sodium for my trouble. Now rather annoyed with the cave, I climb to the entrance of the cave again, standing right under the overhang. Night had fallen, and the golden skies had shifted to a lovely deep purple, full of stars and drifting clouds. I look out over the dramatic landscape, struck with admiration for the diversity of life among the barren soil and harsh terrain. I force myself to move forward onto the open hills, away from the relative safety of the cave. I didn’t have time to wait.

late robin
# late robin `Loading EmerilOS+...` *[1] new entry recovered. Reading...* ***[!!!] "Recovered...

[0.5] new entries recovered. Re-reading...


MISSION CRITICAL ENTRY - CONTINUED
Glass. Eternal, shimmering, iridescent glass, scattered across the floor of the chamber.
Each shard reflects a different image; me.. though, they're all different.
My suit changes color in one, helmet in another.
Is- is this? Am I?...
I'm dumping the log here.

DUMPING GatewayLogs.flog...
[3] recovered entries from " Gateway to the Stars Archive ".
[!!!] 3 entries mission critical.


ENTRY #1 - A New Beginning - Written by [ERR;23//Y$)@-kzzt-]


I've established my new headquarters in an effort to study what the other Travellers tell stories about. Uncountable amounts of portals; scattered across the galaxies. I suspect taking a while to setup a base won't bode well in my ship's "eyes", though there's so much potential here...

late robin
# late robin `[0.5] new entries recovered. Re-reading...` ** ** `MISSION CRITICAL ENTRY - CON...

EmerilOS+
Initializing...


Welcome, Anomaly Ganymede!

GANYMEDE'S NOTES - ENTRY G2
It's taken me a swell 8-9 cycles on this freighter, but I've found the ancient log entries from when I started my journey. All of this used to be repressed, but I'm starting to remember so, so much..
Also, I believe I've managed to iron out the bug that's been censoring my own name in these data entries.
Whoever wrote these old ones is still up to my interpretation, though it's becoming clearer and clearer daily.


ENTRY #2 - My Progress - Written by [???]//:;-kzztkzzt-


The study of the Gateway has gone swimmingly so far. I've been sat in my quarters or at the portal itself; discovering, researching, and discovering more. Last cycle, I was even blessed with the blueprints to something incredible; though I'd need to sacrifice my Digfriend 2000 for it.
A sacrifice I might just make..

spring spruce
#

Logbook of the pilot of the USS Torrens... Stardate 06/12/23/11/04 CEST. My captain recommended that I keep this mission log... well he actually made me do it. Now that I'm sitting in my little hunter with heaps of lizard seeds in my backpack, I can take a break and do it... Wow, what crazy days. I've been to many planets and visited camps...they were deserted, at least that's what it looked like. But something was there... directing me to build a head and limbs and a torso and legs. I showed them to an odd identity called Atlas but apparently he wasn't too keen...unlike Nada the Priest on the Nexus... Now there's a weird robot in the corner... kinda cool looking though. The mission was partly quiet and from time to time prenzlig. There was also a subspace disruption in which communication with other pilots was disrupted who are doing the same expedition as my captain told me to do.... So I have to continue... The community wants more echo seeds... End of logbook entry

lime bay
#

[WARNING: DATALOG CORRUPTION DETECTED]

Override Acknowledged

Displaying Datalog: H0922

H0922-520 : Iteration [Y0-// ?], received a report from Admiral Ensk of the Anmosk Armada. Capital Ship "Iduna" has arrived in the Sesurga-Thofle star system, Ibrisc Cloud Region. I have taken my ship, The Nuhoxi, to a local paradise planet, Hyra Prime. Beginning construction of Base Regorys near a Holo-Terminus... Log end.

H0922-527 : With Regorys well-established, I take the Armada a short way through the Ibrisc Cloud to the Mikungr system. A data transmission was received upon arrival: a Vy'keen reluctantly reaching for help to save his settlement, with the message he attached coordinates. I decide to help. And, once the Sentinel threat is subdued, I become Overseer of the settlement of Umikhyalil. Surely this will bare good results... Log end.

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: close call]

Displaying Log…

I’m no stranger to sentinels at this point. Even the horrific constructs found on those crystallized planets are something I’ve seen a lot of. However, I did make the mistake of calling the attention of their interceptors…

Another venture through a derelict, and much like the other derelicts I’ve explored, it had some of the Nip. Unfortunately, this was one of the times where the system authorities decided to scan my vessel.

The interceptors arrived in full force. While their shields were easy to tear down, their hulls were much more durable than the pirates I’ve grown used to fighting. Their weapons were powerful, their speed almost made them impossible to properly track, but I was able to take down each wave they sent. If only I knew what would come next…

The warning of a dreadnaught appeared on my communicator, and just as I processed it, the massive battleship emerged before me with a fleet of interceptors speeding towards me. Rays of plasma torched my shields from all sides as I focused upon the battleship’s weapons. The amount of times I had to feed my ship’s scream suppressor would classify as a banquet. But, after many minutes of firing into the massive ship, I finally managed to strike a point that brought it to an explosive end.

The interceptors that remained left after the battleship was reduced to scrap. And what I had managed to salvage from it was a fragment of its AI.

I had won by a thread… I can only hope I don’t end up in that situation again.

[End Log]

pulsar coyote
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[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Unusual planet]

Displaying Log…

With a seemingly infinite number of worlds in this universe, it’s likely that a few will catch my attention in different ways. Usually, it’s interesting resources, good environments, or just a good view… but this was truly something else…

“Planet of Light”… an interesting description that immediately caught my attention… that and the lack of sentinel influence and low resource diversity had me curious as to what this planet really was… it didn’t seem like an abandoned world, as it had an atmosphere… but something just seemed off about it…

I entered the atmosphere and was immediately awestruck by what I saw… fields of floating mineral formations, many seeming to have beams of unnatural light erupting from the top and reaching towards the skies… once I had landed, I just had to see what these formations were… what held them in mid air… and especially, what the light was…

The sights were incredible! The beams were towering… and the landscape itself seemed to have these mysterious auroras of blue vapor formed in random spots… some of the formations I found were compact enough for me to collect in whole… well, not exactly just compact… but actually stable enough to be safely collected… the mineral formations seemed to occasionally flicker just out of my line of sight… and direct contact with the beams had some… undesirable effects… needless to say, I had to have the engineers on board make me a new pair of hands…

I wonder if this is the only one… and if not, what other instabilities exist?

[End Log]

west wraith
#

AUTO RETRIEVING DATA

[ENFORCEMENT-ENTITY 8741623 (GEK)]
[STATUS OF ENFORCEMENT-ENTITY: Critical chassis damage, severe circuit frying, inoperable.]
Stardate 7236/245/353: Automatic defenses online... Hostile Sentinel presence detected, Neutron Cannon online.
Stardate 7237/245/353: Landing on planetoid 7346-X... INFESTATION DETECTED! PURGE INITIATED
Stardate 7238/245/353: Moderate damage detected... -kzzt- Unidentified precursor artifact detected, investigating
Stardate ????/???/???: Entry through portal has damaged circuitry, planet class appears to be -kzzzt- HOSTILES DETECTED -kzzt-
Stardate 8000/254/354: Detecting convergence... ONLINE... Critical damage detected... Automatic distress signal initiated...
Stardate 8120/254/354: Glass growths detected... servos... jammed... Circuitry corrupted... AUTO SELF-DESTRUCT INITIATED, PURGING CONCIOUSNESS

initializing defense_subroutine...
[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
initializing glassglassglassglass_ZudsgaeWEH
initialization status: failure
retrying in 3...2...1...
FAILURE

(Enforcement-Entity appears to be caught in a permanent loop of attempting to restart, salvage of further logs or executables is impossible, with most of it locked behind the restart loop. Another one for the scrap heap, I guess.)

errant vault
#

[SALVAGED AUDIO RECORDING]
[GeoTEK Expedition Hauler]
[Orbital Audio Log]

E: This is GeoTEK Hauler number E99-LAMBDA requesting permission to land.
static
E: I repeat, this is GeoTEK Hauler number E99-LAMBDA requesting permission to land.
static
E: Can anyone read me? This is GeoTEK Haule*-kzzt-*

WARNING! HULL DAMAGE DETECTED
E: Yes, I know, I know! Lomsky! Find us a landing zone! We're coming in for a crash landing!
L: Yes captain.
E: Brace yourselves everyone! This isn't gonna be*-kzzt-*

[Log cuts off]

late robin
#

(whoops, forgot to reply, last entry's #expedition-logs message )


EmerilOS+ Recovery Procedure
Initializing...
Loading " finalentry.flog "...



RECOVERY GATEWAY-3 - Written by Anomaly [Sailor/VesselToBeyond/LowlyInsect/#3]


My research has paid off. Ever since my glorious blessing with the instructions to create an.. overclocked Dream Aerial of sorts, I've been toiling away trying to perfect it. Today's when I finally have been given the opportunity to use it, and--
The sounds of the device activating are heard from the audio transcript.
..I don't think it's supposed to activate that early.
Laylaps?
LAYL--


The noises stop. All that is heard before silence is the reverberated shattering of glass.




LOG END

errant vault
# errant vault **[SALVAGED AUDIO RECORDING]** **[GeoTEK Expedition Hauler]** **[Orbital Audio L...

[SALVAGED AUDIO RECORDING]
[GeoTEK Expedition Hauler]
[Grounded Audio Log]

E: coughing Is-is everyone alright?
L: I'm alive, captain. We appear to have crashed on this desert planet. Despite buildings in the vacinity, it appears to be uncharted. We may be stranded, captain.
E: Hm, yeah, probably.
L: I hate to say I told you so-
E: Then don't. Where's Iyad?
**L:**She... didn't make it, captain.

L: Captain, I know you're disheartened, but we need to get moving. I'm seeing an incoming dust storm on the radar. We don't have time to dwell. I suggest we head towards a nearby broadcasting tower for shelter.

L: Captain, we need to get moving. Now. I've gathered all the necessary supplies. That storm could tear us apart, and I don't want to be outside when it does.
E: indistinct
L: Captain! Where are you going?! You're going to die! Damnit Everse!

[Connection lost with Captain Everse]

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Strange space anomalies]

Displaying Log…

Skulls of massive, long-dead space fauna, Children of Helios, even secret listening stations… none have been as active as this strange new anomaly I’ve been coming across recently…

“The Messenger of Atlas” as my scanners have called them… these massive metal constructs with pulsing crimson cores… when I come in range of these things, all that comes through my communicators is a language I’ve never heard before… all I could do was listen to them, and once their message concluded, I felt myself learning a fragment of their language…

The Atlas… why does it sound so… familiar…

[End Log]

errant vault
# errant vault **[SALVAGED AUDIO RECORDING]** **[GeoTEK Expedition Hauler]** **[Grounded Audio ...

[AUDIO RECORDING]
[GeoTEK Expedition Hauler Crew]
[Suit Audio Log]

footsteps
door opening
L: indistinct
footsteps
panel beeping
Distress Signal Broadcasting
L: Brilliant.
distant thud
?: Gaagh! Who goes there?!

boltcaster shots
L: Ceasefire! Ceasefire!
?: Interloper! What are you doing here?!
L: Hiding from the storm! I didn't know there was anyone here.
?: muttering

?: Again, I ask, what are you doing here? What is a puny Korvax doing on such a planet? And in my shelter, no less.
L: I was seeking shelter. My ship had crash landed here. I was hoping I could broadcast a signal for help from this facility.
?: Ghah! Help? You're not finding any help around here, interloper. This system's a long way from civilization as you know it. Help is few and far between. Your best bet is to take your ship a few systems over.
L: That's my problem. My ship is smoldering wreckage, my crewmate's dead, and my captain's off to Atlas knows where. I don't have many options here.
?: indistinct

?: You know, the other day, the antenna picked up a crashed explorer not far from here. The pilot is certainly dead. That ship might be your best chance. You Korvax are a techy lot, aren't you?
L: Yes, that could work. What are the coordinates?
?: I'll get those...
footsteps

west wraith
#

I received this alert while off at a starport around 50lys away, wonder what happened there... There are quarantine beacons around the planet, so my ship can't land due to auto ASBs.

{EMERGENCY ALERT}
All inhabitants of Paradise Class Planet Nunis IX, "Horizons" Orbital Research Facility has experienced a critical thruster failure, in addition to an unknown comms blackout. The facility has been researching abyssal horrors as well as an unidentified infectious disease. In approx. 18hrs, Nunis time, the facility will begin atmospheric re-entry. At that time, please leave your settlements for your nearest starport, and await further evac orders. Sentinel forces will at any time use lethal force on anyone in violation of these orders. Do not go out at night if you are unable to escape planetside. At around 1800 hrs, a secondary force will arrive. Do not go out at night.

I also received this voicelog,
???: [EXPLETIVE REDACTED] This is Experimental Researcher -kzzt-, of "Horizons" base! We have suffered a containment breach an-(distinct clawing, screaming of an unfortunate staff member) Fu[ED].
???: I never once wished the sentinels would arrive soon, but this is the one time I do.
(second speaker, IDed as Security-Entity Gusye): Sir, we need to leave at once! That door won't hold much longer
???: If I can't destroy that virus, we'll lose the whole planet, maybe even the system, I have to stay- (More clawing, drawing of a multitool)
SE Gusye: Sir, put that vial down now,
???: I need to- (Scatter blaster fire, cursing and sparks, as well as the door failing)

pulsar coyote
#

[Distress Signal detected]
[Signal Source: Elihan 56/20]

Recording Distress Signal…

If anyone catches this, this is commander -kzzt!-
Something critical went wrong, and I’m not sure how long -kzzt!-

[Warning: Atmospheric failure imminent]

Oh no… no no NO-
[Remaining audio indecipherable]

[Addendum: Anomaly-Entity Sanity]

I received this distress message upon entering this new system… upon scanning the system, one planet was labeled as a… “Terraforming Catastrophe”…

My guess is that this signal originated from there… I feel like, even if there’s nothing left of whatever the source was, I should at least investigate it to see what exactly led to such an event…

[End Log]

west wraith
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{LOADING DATA.... ARCHIVES SUCCESSFULLY ACCESSED, INITIALIZING}
Section 1: DATA DEFRAGMENTING.. COMPLETED /////
As I approached the infested world of Yhustifs VII, I can't help but wonder why Nada wanted me here. They claimed something was different about it. I landed, and I immediately noticed why they thought this. For starters, the ground was fleshy. Not spongy, fleshy. I began surveying the surface, and I noticed another anomaly: All of the rocks had a large mordite content. No animal life either. This is really odd, but not necessarily out of the ordinary. I've heard rumors from my crew discussing weird flesh rocks, so I can't help but think this was normal, or at least possible. It was weird, like a sort of uncanny valley feeling. You step outside of your ship and something is immediately wrong. I decided to just ignore these facts and set up a temporary shelter. Oddly, no electromagnetic fields either. Again, not out of the ordinary, just odd. I took soil samples and everything needed to complete the mission, but I still can't shake the unbearable feeling of something wrong, maybe even dangerous here. In any case, I launched and returned to Nada.

#

{LOADING DATA.... ARCHIVES SUCCESSFULLY ACCESSED, INITIALIZING}
[CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS]
Section 1.2: DEFRAGMENTATION COMPLETED /////
AI INTERJECTION: NO SETTLEMENT OR DISTRESS SIGNALS DETECTED
Analyzing current data... Chance of being a Ark-Class Space Megafauna... ???%
No particular biological data/DNA detected... Soil samples return no clear biological tissues
Planetary Habitation.... [Viable] {DIFF. RATING: 6/10, LONG TERM SURVIVAL CHALLENGING}
Iteration Credited With Discovery: AS. OfGreys, TheHound, ADM. G.S.S Gek's Glory, 806987-9876
{ADDITIONAL BACKGROUND DETAILS... [EXPUNGED]}
Capital Ship: G.S.S Gek's Glory, Iteration IDNUM: 000003
MINERAL VALUE EST. 782,000,000,000,000 Units..

drifting pecan
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distress signal
Help- boom noise the geks-. glitch noise
We-.. screaming.. this is beep I’m the.. first galaxy… WATCH OUT- glitch noise as I was saying! The geks.. my capita- boom noise were under attack- HELP.. more glitch noises we have rare mi-glitch noise Mi kzrrrzzkt ne- kzzzrr rals-..
help
We- kzchtttt will.. kzchttt pay-
the message ends with an boom

#

a different message from the same capital ship gets broadcasted
Joh-..JOHN *boom noise wh-..WHERe ARE YOu- glitch noise
heavy breathing
This is kzchttttt I-.. I’m part of the cre- boom
Crew..
you can hear screaming in the backround
If anyone is out there.. listening..
help
Whoah.. John you good?-
an explosion ends the message

pulsar coyote
# pulsar coyote **[Distress Signal detected]** **[Signal Source: Elihan 56/20]** **Recording Di...

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: the source]

Displaying Log…

What happened here…? The source of the distress signal is just a massive, collapsed construction of some sort… the planet has very little atmosphere, likely due to the severe lack of gravity… however long ago this building was made, I have no clue… but I could still see sparks from inside before I even stepped foot into it…

The inside was no better… furniture and decorations scattered and broken across the rooms… many rooms being either collapsed, or just far too treacherous to even step into… what doesn’t exactly help my growing unease is the abundance of aggressive sentinels that seem to have claimed this desolate planet…

I will try to explore as much as possible… I highly doubt I’ll find much of note due to the state of this building…

[End Log]

drifting pecan
#

[log of of entity]
[subject: I escaped.]
displaying log
Hello..
I am.. a captain..
Me and my crew got attacked, the geks..
We were transporting rare minerals, worth hundreds of millions of units..
Everyone got killed and my capital ship exploded.
I escaped in an escape pod..
If anyone comes across me..
in outerspace..
Please do come help me..
This is.. code name: captain.. singing off.
broad cast ends

errant vault
# errant vault **[AUDIO RECORDING]** **[GeoTEK Expedition Hauler Crew]** **[Suit Audio Log]** ...

[AUDIO RECORDING]
[GeoTEK Expedition Hauler Crew]
[Suit Audio Log]

?: Here, the coordinates.
L: Appreciated.
?: Ghah! Are you really going out with such a puny multitool, interloper? That will do nothing to the roving swarms of sentinels that surround the site!
L: I don't suppose you'd have a spare?
?: Heh, I just might.
footsteps

clanking
?: Here. A rifle. I plucked this off a dead gek. I trust it will serve you better than it did them.
L: What's it equipped with?
?: Scatter blaster, mining beam, and a few charges of plasma. It is a reliable weapon. Much more than a mere mining tool.
L: indistinct

L: While I wait for the storm to let up, what about you? What brings you to such a hostile, desolate planet?
?: An oath. A sworn duty to hold down this station as a lighthouse of sorts.
L: Yet we still crashed here.
?: Ghahah, I didn't say I was very good, did I? The sentinels destroyed our broadcasting tower a long while ago.
L: Our?
?: Brigran, a gek engineer. They ventured off some time ago in an attempt to repair the broadcasting towers. I trust that they will return soon, but with each passing day I grow doubtful.

Weather alert. Storm clearing
L: I'd better get going.
footsteps
door opening
?: Wait. Interloper. I need to ask of you something.
L: What is it?
?: In a nearby system, Ridbur, there's a vy'keen who works as a merchant aboard the local space station by the name of Pixez. Please give them my regards. And this package.
clanking
L: I'll do my best. By the way, I never caught your name.
?: Ensign Nalvan. Now go, and may the glory of Hirk be with you!
L: indistinct
footsteps

tender leaf
#

[RECORDING AUDIO]

[USER INFO REGISTERED]

[LOG ALPHA: DEPARTURE]

kzzzt

-{I have collected the illegal tech modifications and I am about to leave the pirate station and deliver them to the Anjotec kzzzt system. I better be quick or suffer the consequences of committing this crime. Over and out.}-

kzzzt

tender leaf
#

[RECORDING AUDIO]

[USER INFO REGISTERED]

[LOG BETA: THE STAR]

kzzzt

-{I have now arrived in the star system. The dealer said that the buyer was on a kzzzt planet. I will begin planetary scans to pinpoint the buyer's exact location before my cargo gets searched. I must also mention that this system's star is beautiful. Over and out.}-

kzzt

tender leaf
#

[RECORDING AUDIO]

[USER INFO REGISTERED]

[LOG GAMMA: DESERT]

kzzzt

-{I have arrived on the planet of which the reciver lurks upon. It is a harsh and arid desert, it seems that kzzzt have mostly normal patrols but harsh storms are possible. The skies are empty so I should be fine. Over and out.}-

kzzzt

tender leaf
#

[RECORDING AUDIO]

[WARNING: FIRESTORM APPROACHING]

[USER INFO REGISTERED]

[LOG DELTA: STORM]

-{Fire is kzzzt raining down from the smoking skies and the reciver is about kzzzt units away. I kzzzt hurry up before my record breaks. But that the least of my concerns. Over and out.}-

lime bay
#

[Displaying Datalog J1YZ8-625]

-{{I have stumbled into something that I have forgotten but almost certainly once knew. I have found records of colonized regions of space, made such by groups like the Alliance of Galactic Travellers. And, after more in depth research, I have ensured the Hodkal Fleet make landfall on their Nexus within the Yihelli Quadrant. I've landed at their Embassy and expressed interest is joining their cause. I have submitted the data they've requested, and now await response. I additionally research groups such as the Sepros Alliance, the "QATs" and the Pheonix Republic.}}-

[Displaying Datalog H3T05-628]

-{{I found a sector with which I would make union. Their name I dare not utter that I do not yet use the proper channels to do such. Taking up this mantle will bring with it challenge. Nominal systems will no longer suffice in way of security. When left to my own I will now have to assure that I keep to the more... free systems. There will be a great undertaking very soon. The Notorious Shadow will assuredly return to herald our dismantling.}}-

pulsar coyote
# pulsar coyote **[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]** **[Subject: the source]** **Displaying Log…*...

[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: What were they thinking]

Displaying Log…

I have left the planet after coming across a number of discoveries in that collapsed construct.

The construct seemed to reach to the core of the planet. From the intact logs I could find, it was an experiment to try and use the planet’s core as a power source. This plan, in theory, could’ve worked… however, due to a number of complications, the core ended up rapidly cooling, breaking apart, and thus caused the atmosphere to almost completely vanish and caused any inhabitants to be lost to the vacuum of space…

I think I’ll stick to experimenting with the dissonance to figure out how it works… seems notably safer than most other experiments I’ve come across…

[End Log]

surreal summit
#

[LOADING DATA] [FILE FOUND]: First plans for planetside reasearch bunker.

habitat requires consistent oxygenated atmosphere due planetside atmospheric absence.

oxygen supply requires significant power source of unknown origin. research to be completed prior to construction

autonomous habitat control system vital for survival. development 71% complete.

entry options:
exocraft deployment.
starship landing.
sealed traveller airlock.

research purpose:
[DATA CORRUPTED]

further plans to be made

[END DATA FILE]

languid pagoda
#

[Audio Log]
[Subject: New Home Search Complete]

Audio Log Download: ......COMPLETE

This will be the first of many logs I suspect. I have been silent in the awe of this universe since I first set to the stars. Having learned what I have, I set out to find a new home. I believe I have found it.....

After receiving help from fellow traveler-entities, I learned that I can traverse galaxies safely and quickly. Not like what the thing called The Atlas put me through.

Scanners indicate the planet I have found is a 'Flourishing Planet'. There are strange plants that glow all around. The lands themselves? When not glowing, green as far as one can see. Just one problem, sentinels abound.

I have set up a basic outpost after finding a power source. Teleporter: Check. Landing Pad: Also check.

Now to deal with these pesky sentinels before they become more than just an annoyance....

[End of Audio Log Entry]

languid pagoda
#

[Audio Log]
[Subject: New Home Search Update/Project: The Gold Mine Complete]

Audio Log Download:..........COMPLETE

This is an update to the previous log. Who knows who will find it interesting. This lovely 'Flourishing Planet' has finally been rid of the sentinel scourge. After many hours of searching, I was finally able to obtain a map that led me to their control tower. It was vaguely defenseless and ended up being an easy take down after the defeat of a sentinel minotaur and its minions.

I will now focus on making the planet truly 'Flourishing'. It is the perfect location for, what I hope to be, one of the most impressive greenhouses for my wide array of plants.

While searching for the sentinel tower, being somewhat discouraged in my initial search, I focused on what was a side project. Construction of a gold mining facility. The planet location is a perpetual purple. It is populated by dogs that can easily play frisbee with themselves, their heads and shoulders made of a computerized disk.

I have befriended one of these creatures. Having been a little playful when meeting this disc-canine entity, I have named him 'Frizz'. It doesn't seem to mind.

Oh! You'd like another treat? Who's a good space companion...Who's a good companion!

(Cough) Um....You didn't hear that.

[End of Audio Log Entry]

drifting pecan
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[Audio Log]
[Subject: Intergalactic Travel: Leaving 3rd Galaxy Calypso]

Recovering corrupted files................FINALIZED

After exploring this -kzzzt- for -kzzzt- months, I'm finally ready -kzzzt- on. I'm departing -kzzzt- the Urtane -kzzzt- system after a long -kzzzt- with sentinel interceptors. This system is in the Mikhuze Instability*-kzzzt-*.

-kzzzt-, I'm going to be setting along my -kzzzt- journey, I will make another -kzzzt- when I get to the next -kzzzt-, and when I finally get this -kzzzt- commutator to get working.

[END OF TRANSMISSION]

drifting pecan
#

[Audio Log]
[Subject: Intergalactic Travel: Part 2]

Loading audio file.......COMPLETE

Okay, so after about an hour of repairing tech, base building, exploring, doing a few missions, and spacing off in my head about an imaginary relationship with my crush, I've officially settled in the Hesperius Dimension.

I have many plans and ambitions for this new galaxy, so I'm gonna make this a rather short audio log. Peace.

[END OF MP3 DOWNLOAD]

opaque mural
#

Audio Log 570: "14 Months on the Frontier and everything is getting a little fine, Ever Since the Colonization this Station has been the Site for Supplies and fresh Crew for the Developing Colony, but why am I getting the Feeling of something odd going on that planet, I'll have l survey teams sent out to Investigate the Planets surface Within close proximity to the Colony." [End Log]

rapid breach
#

[SS-T LOGS]
[INCIDENT REPORT]
[SHIP FATE: MULTIPLE DAMAGED COMPONENTS, POSSIBLE ATTACK]
[PLAYING LAST SHIP RECORDING]
-Kshhhttt-
"Uhh we have an unauthorized takeoff from docking bay three."
"Which ship is it?"
"It appears to be a hijacked sentinel interceptor, model is unspecified."
-Kshht-
"The ship has opened fire on the frieghter weapon systems!"
"Send a squadron out there."
"Copy that"
[AUDIO PORTION CORRUPTED]
-Kshht-
"Im hit! We need bac- -kshht-"
explosions and alarms go off
"Our engines our down!"
[AUDIO SEGMENT CORRUPTED]
"Take cover"
a weapon fires
-kshht-
[Recording ends]
[FINAL REPORT COMPLETED.]
[LOADING REPORT]
[Log system shuts off]

opaque mural
#

Audio log 571: “Initial reports on the survey team found reports of a strange radiation signature in close proximity to the colony despite the lack of nuclear runoff from the colony, Reports from the team said their getting reports of Auditory Anomalies, crew is expected to help reinforce colonial security.” -kzzt-

rich cairn
#

[CREW LOG SNIPPET]
[PROPERTY OF RESEARCHENTITY OGENLI]

Datestamp 1720:1 | A strange stowaway appeared on our ship claiming to be a traveler of sorts. Preliminary scans do not register them as a biological entity and do not match anything in our known universe, not even that of actual Travelers.

Datestamp 1723:3 | The ‘traveler’ appears to be able to survive the vacuum of space without an exosuit and move like a starship. They attempted to cut a deal: we lead her to some of our ‘finest’ stars and she will let us further study her physiology.

Datestamp 1767:1 | It has been 14 days since the ‘traveler’ left. Our team could not gather enough information about her. Now it seems there are less stars in the galaxy than usual.
[LOG END]
////
**DECRYPTION COMPLETE
[SS KOHOCK CAPTAINS LOG] **

Datestamp 1733:2 | A G4p class star blinked out of existence right before we could warp to it. All radio signals from its station, settlements, and outposts were gone too. What in the Atlas happened?

Datestamp 1743:1 | Somehow the -kzzzt- stowaway slipped out, but there’s no log of any exterior doors opening since she was last sighted.

Datestamp 1789:1 | The stars, they’re blinking out faster every second now. Where are the sentinels? Where is everybody?
[LOG END]
////
[SS KOHOCK - CARGO MANIFEST]

200 Emeril, 473 Activated Cadmium, 5 Vy’keen Ceremonial Relics, 13 Geodesite, Strange Orb (unaccounted for)

west wraith
#

{Opening log of Hazardous Waste Disposal Outpost 'Alpha'}
encrypting data...

[The following log is from the Hazardous Waste Disposal Outpost 'Alpha', which was destroyed and all ships of (ALERT, DATA EXPUNGED) cannot land due to Sentinel enforcers.]

Date: 67--.12.6: Today we recieved another shipment of those purple crystals. Current manifest, as per regulations, is 67 barrels of Atlandid Crystals, 57 crates of aformentioned crystals, and 45 barrels of various biological waste, to be burned or disintegrated. We also recieved an addition, unmarked barrel. As per regulations, it will be destroyed via controlled detonation at 100ku from base. sigh, I can't understand why I have to write these, they're boring to read and even more boring to write.
Date: 67--.13.6: No shipments recieved today, and the unidentified barrel was detonated. 34 long years here, and abso-{EXPLETIVE REMOVED}-lutely nothing has happened. We've seen Gek, Korvax, Vy'Keen and even Sentinel and Traveler ships and whatever weird {EXPLETIVE REMOVED} they dredge up.
Date:67--.24.6: My colleague, Traveler (EXPUNGED) saw someone out there in the dark. They insisted that someone had breached the barrier, so I grabbed my multitool and headed out. Nothing, absolutely nothing. Not even a dent in the barrier. I told them so, and they were unconvinced. I locked all base doors, and did what I was supposed to. Another one of the Vy'Keen security staff noticed someone out there, and fired warning shots. Not much else of note, although this is the first incident in around 58 years...
Date:67--.31.6: I recieved a priority alert from command. I'll brief whoever's reading this, basically, we need to shoot all unidentified and non-compliant entities on sight. Everyone is terrified. I see this as hallucinations or Atlas knows what.
Date:67.1.7: {EXPLETIVE REMOVED} RUN! (EXPUNGED), get out of here! No, not towards the waste, the other way! I-... I feel my limbs failing... (EXPUNGED)... run... please...
-LOG END-

rapid breach
#

[SS-T, EXPEDITION LOG #1]
[RECOVERED FILE]
-kshhhtt-
-beep-
Today, we set off to begin an expediton. We're supposed to find a planet to expand our colonies from our main system. Im sure the perfect planet awaits somewhere.
[ERROR FILE SEGMENT CORRUPTED]
-Ksshht-
While we were Warping, a small incident involving the sealant in the hangar bay occurred, And we did collide with a small meteor on the way. hopefully we won't see too many problems during this expedition.
[COULD NOT RECOVER RECORDING]
[ATTEMPTING TO RESOLVE]
[RECOVERY ATTEMPT ONE FAIL]
RECOVERY ATTEMPT TWO FAIL]
[system shuts off]

west wraith
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{The following is the log of the First Lt. (REDACTED), on the assault of a pirate freighter, that ended horribly. Of the 25 crew members boarding, only two returned (NOTE: the First Lt. was not among the actual assault team, just the initial boarding party), and they were extremely injured. They were armed with standard multitools, rifle class, equipped with scatterblasters.}

Date:5---.23.--: We arrived within visual range of the hostile freighter. First indication that something was wrong was the corvette drifting in front of it. It was a ship from a rescue team, ordered to attempt to recover the crew of the freighter, which had evidently suffered some sort of catastrophic failure. Look, I'm not an engineer, just a soldier. I thought this would be a quick insertion and extraction. Wasn't expecting a S&R. We alerted command and the FOB, and they ordered in a group of Gek and Korvax engineers, they'll be getting here within a day.
Date:5---.24.--: I lead the breach. We entered to the stench of death. We were all used to the scent, but our rookie engineers almost vomited. They had to retreat. Cowards. Looks like the pirates were trying to reach the airlock, but I highly doubt any made it.
Date:5---.24.--: We saw our first... thing. We were expecting the usual lowlifes, bums, and whatever else they decided to give a multitool. The more... faith inclined decided that this was no longer their issue, and as such we had to retreat as the unit was split up. {EXPLETIVES REDACTED}
Date:5---.25.--: We... we lost contact with our assault team. We decided to just go ahead with the objective, which was (REDACTED). We didn't have proper salvage equipment, and that salvage team was held up due to concerns of hostiles operating too close. We were just hoping to find something, anything.
Date:5---.27.--: Our first survivors made it back. They were gone for two days, as they tried to escape and hide. We're getting out of here, the rest are long gone. Atlas save us.

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Audio log 572: Things have been quiet for the most part here on the space station. However, I've been receiving reports from fellow engineers about sudden power fluxes, unnatural arcing in the generator rooms, lights flickering and other odd anomalies. I've been doing my best to fix these problems, but sometimes it feels like what I fix, it becomes undone some time later. Another weird aspect is that Dr. Lecter brought two....coffins....on board the space station. He said they were astronauts who died due to a malfunction in their space suits from a space walk 10 days ago. Now I don't know if that's the root cause of all these strange problems, and apparent sounds people have been telling me about, but I do plan on getting more logical answers to fix these electrical issues, ill get back to you as soon as possible M out -Kzzt-

rich cairn
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[AUDIO LOG #1]
Testing, testing, hello?

hums a blues scale

Where’s the old logs on this thing? I should have the-

[END LOG]
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[AUDIO LOG #3]
Fun fact- actually- not-fun fact, I can’t copy digital information which sucks. That means I can’t recover any blueprints from the original owner. At least I can repair some tech even if it’s used or a little banged up. If only the sentinels would leave me alone. I don’t know why they specifically got a problem with me, this guy approached them just fine on a high activity planet.

The voice briefly becomes muffled

-then when I landed to give them a hand, the one sentinel floating nearby immediately started to shoot at me and backup was called even though we were running away and now I kind of have all their stuff.

Didn’t feel comfortable taking most of it so I donated/sold them except for a few artifacts and the old exosuit. I should probably wash and put these somewhere nice instead of being in that box.

[END LOG]
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[AUDIO LOG #8]
I find it strange that a lot of these systems are habitable to some degree, teeming with life in strange but still familiar patterns. I can hardly eat here if these systems all harbor life. Unless…

[END LOG]
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[AUDIO LOG #15]
Wind whips throughout the background of the recording

Man.

I really just did that.

I guess if I’m going to be traveling around here, I should target abandoned or uncharted systems next time I need a snack. At least I won’t be needing it for a while. I still feel bad for those guys but they were also pirates, I- I don’t know how to feel about that actually.

There is a long pause, the wind seems to pick up

I thought I had this figured out. If I were to find life I would leave it alone. But here, nearly every system is colonized. I have to draw the line a little further away.

[END LOG]

stark kestrel
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|The Beginning|
There was a group of space explorers called Ace Underdog's. They were a diverse group of individuals who came from different backgrounds and cultures but shared a common goal: to push the boundaries of what was possible and make new discoveries.
The group was founded by a charismatic leader named Genaral Zao who had a vision of bringing together the best and brightest minds in the galaxy to work together towards a common goal. Over time, the group grew in size and influence, attracting new members from all corners of the galaxy.
As they explored new worlds and made new discoveries, the group encountered many challenges and obstacles. They faced hostile alien races, dangerous environments, and even internal conflicts. But through it all, they remained united in their mission to explore the unknown.
One day, while exploring a distant planet, the group stumbled upon an ancient artifact that had been buried deep beneath the surface for thousands of years. The artifact was unlike anything they had ever seen before - it glowed with an otherworldly energy and seemed to pulse with life. '' ➡️Half Of Part 1 due to story size ''

rapid breach
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[RECOVERY COMPLETE]

[SS-T Recovered communications log #2]
[DATA PARTIALLY CORRUPTED]

[The sound of signal tuning]
"This is Vedt, of Expedition alpha. We have left the Original system and have now entered an unmapped system."
"Copy that Vedt what do you see?"
"We see two planets. We're sending a squadron out to check them out."
"Copy that, Get the squad leader on the line please."
[The sound of ship computers suddenly begin]
"This is beta squad leader convergence entity Aykalo, of alpha expedition, do you read me home?"
"I read you,"
"Beginning takeoff procedure,"
"Copy that."
[The sound of engines whirring following a blast]
"We have left the freighter, plotting route for destination."
"Copy that,"
[The Log suddenly ends, as the old, ruined. Frieghter terminal overheats and shuts off.]

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Traveller’s log #572: “We’ve been getting strange interference with the comms, Technicians report that that the comms are working properly, we all assumed that it was from the recent solar storm , but crew from the surface reports seeing a ghost signal coming from the planet , I checked the colonial frequency, but found no matching signatures, I’ll interview the survey team 12 hours from now.” -kzzt-

rapid breach
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SS-T
Expedition log [REDACTED] distress signal sent 0 days ago.

-Emergency comms established-
-Kzzt-
"Does anyone read me? This is the captain of the SS-T. the remaining crew of the frieghter have reached our rendezvous point. And we are requesting assistance from anyone who has received this distress call. Posting coordinates now."
-kzzt-
-Alert, navigational data recieved.-

opaque mural
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Traveller’s log #573: “I don't think this planet is abandoned, survey team has been telling me that they found the source of the radiation signature, I doubt their stories, but what the interviewer has been telling the crew about the rumors, saying that a Alien civilization used to live in the caves of this new world, and our colonization have angered them, I told them that the ruins are said to be millions of years old, and there were no trace of life when we surveyed the planet almost 24 months ago, but if he’s true I’ll have a request for a security force to be deployed to the colony, Morgan out.” -kzzt-

rapid breach
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Ss-T expedition log #GLASS
Transmitted?

Entry #1

[The sound of the log system tuning]
-Emergency comms established-
"Hello? Does anyone read me?"
"This is the captain of the SS-T, who is this i am speaking to?
"That's not important right now. I've been listening to the logs."
"And i take it you're using the ship comms?"
"Yes"
"Alright, do you have the coordinates?"
"Yes."
"Alright, rendezvous with us at those coordinates."
-beep-

Entry 2 (Attached log)

-beep-
"In all my years exploring wreckages, i never thought I'd meet the crew of one. I'm on my way to the coordinates. Unfortunately, the drop pod location is far away, I probably have just enough fuel for this. Ill keep this updated, perhaps one day someone will find these recordings.
[Log end]

tawdry granite
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Hauling a load of quantum computers through warp in the Hilbert Dimension, I heard the voice again. The same sibilant whisper coming from my communicator, even though it was off again this time, but that didn't stop it.
...from the Book of Alterations, Chapter 1: And the universe trembled, as a great corruption didst span it. Systems didst alter, reflecting the energies of the corruption.
And even the tools of the Atlas, which were turned from their previous task, were affected. And the corruption didst alter them....

I flipped the power on and off, but the voice is gone once more. I was still wondering where the voice comes from, but my alarm went off. I needed to unload that cargo at Lagniappe Station, and the Gek don't like to get their hands dirty with grunt work.

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Traveller’s log #574: “Well I think the survey team was right, Security forces deployed to the planet have reports of hearing voices in their head, shortly after that a team found a Strange Artifact in the Ruins, then after having it brought back to the colony, the colonist have began having anxiety, 28 hours after that, All Hell Broke loose.” I’m going to look further into this Morgan out. -kzzt-

languid pagoda
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[[Written Log]]
[[Subject: Journey Thus Far]]

Downloading...........COMPLETE

It's been a while since my last entry. Exploring for suitable planets for my next experiment is proving, troublesome. Of note, a world with beautiful crystline spires has caught my attention. More research is being done into a base on this world.

I have discovered a new sort of travel device. I can explore the vast waters of a planet with ease. Why oh why however do the ruins and things I can explore have to be so far away from a beachhead to simply land a ship! Alas.

The robo dogs are doing great (I befriended another). They seem to like chewing on these old wires I feed them. More power to them, so to speak.

I have discovered several new ships now. Several are known as 'guppies' and they are rare to find as well as expensive. Amongst the most interesting of curiosities, I have also obtained a living ship! Hatched from an extremely strange looking egg I got off a guy who looks like they have cameras for eyes. Said they had a rare find. Boy do I know it now! I wonder if they come in different colors.

I have written a poem about a world I am currently on. I hope who reads this, long after I am around, can enjoy a wordly picture of emotion.

A stormy night falls upon me
Glowing mountains for warmth
Be it not the artificial to give direction
As I look up,
Let the wind, both vibrant and silent
Guide me to homes away from home

[End Log]

opaque mural
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Traveller’s log #575: “Evacuation Flights have been denied, and the station is on lockdown, we’ve been getting reports of people being turned into grotesque mutants exhibiting disturbing mutations, and extreme levels of aggression, Emergency signals were sent out, and strict curfews have been enacted, hope the nearest fleet arrives as soon as possible.” I need to get the hell out of here” -kzzt-

magic adder
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PREVIOUS LOGS UNAVAILABLE...
NEW LOG INITIATED

[LOG #1]
Stars. They were there first, when I awoken on this strange world. They welcomed me into conciousness, giving me a bit of comfort with their colourful light. Then there was ever spreading whiteness. But, I am getting to poetic with this. The facts are: I am alone on a strange, unknown planet, without equipment and in obvious danger. I have no memory of how I got here or anything before that. My mind is blank. There are some things which I remember, but they are minor although somewhat helpful. I remember that I in possession of an Exosuit (thank the stars for it) which helped me immensely. Thanks for it thermal protection I can safetly explore this planet, at least for a time. What is more, it also guided me towards a crashed ship. Upon exploring the crash site I found a ... computer? Cannot say. Word - Iteration - was repeated and it referred to me as 'Traveller Anomaly'. Words which mean nothing to me now. I learned, however, that the ship was down thanks to 'Sentinel intervention'. Once again, many questions and no answer. I entered the burning ship (fortunately that was possible) and it recognised me, or rather my Exosuit, giving me access. Another word. Atlas. The ship informed me that the connection to it is intermittent. Is it some kind of system? Sygnal? I don't know. What I know, is that there is a lot of work before me. The ship is in awful condition and needs to be fixed, before I can use it to reach the stars. Last thing which I would like to mention. Althoguh I do not remember much if anything, I can feel this inner curiosity. I need to repair analysis visor. There is so much new things here which I would love to take a closer look at...
[End Log]

slim nebula
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[LOG CORRUPTED] [FIXING ARCHIVE]

I dont know what happened...all I did was pick up a....ball? Of some sort? They just, arrived. I don't know how...I fended them off.....they shut off for now....I don't know if they will be back....but I still have the ball...
[END OF ARCHIVE] [FIXING NEXT SEGMENT]

languid pagoda
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[Audio Log]
[Subject: A Chance Encounter]]

Being Recording....3....2....1....

It has been a long day. Where to begin?

Having finally been able to afford various ship components and upgrades for my interceptor, I decided to take the robo-dogs (who I have named Chip and Frizz) on a shopping trip. Unfortunately for them, the station does not allow pets. They were not pleased to have to stay inside the ship. If only they were biological, they might appreciate the fact I have air conditioning. Anyway, I am moving off track.

I spent a longer time shopping than I wanted. So many ways to upgrade everything from my interceptor right down to my multitool. My nice, full account of nanites very quickly dropped. After finally finishing being swindled by a Gek exocraft dealer, I make my way to my ship only to run into one of those scrap tents. It was run by a funny looking Korvax scrap dealer and he was fuming mad. I accidentally knocked over a 'valued' sculpture of his. He demanded compensation, lest he would make a public scene.

I never really thought much of these scrap dealers. Most travelers don't even look at them, thinking they are grifters. However, here we are. A scrap dealer, demanding 5 million units for his piece of junk sculpture. Bringing up my inventory and account on my helment display, I had just enough to pay him. Just as I had finished the transfer he tells me, "One more thing..." It was said in that ominous tone that makes one regret what follows. He tells me there is a ship that he has great interest in....

....and that I am honor bound to help him learn it's fate....

(Monitor Flashing Angrily) MAXIMUM STORAGE REACHED. PLEASE EXPAND STORAGE OR RE-RECORD LOG

languid pagoda
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[Audio Log]
[Subject: A Chance Encounter (Part 2)]

Accepting Storage Expansion - Slot A1
Restarting recording

Turns out, the 'sculpture' is actually a device to locate a ship in space. He hasn't heard head or tail from them and needs someone to verify if the ship, a frigate, still exists. The costs of these devices are quite expensive (hence the 5 million units), however, he said I can keep whatever I can find or trade. All I have to do is bring back an updated Crew Manifest. The Frigates name is the MV Ingou II and I, as foolish as I am, decide to accept the crazy grifter's request.

I drop Chip and Frizz off at home and let the mysterious device access my navigation computer....it was as if my ship had a mind of its own.

When I finally arrive, I see nothing but a husk of a ship. The Ingou II had clearly been livelier up until just recently. My navigation computer put us enroute to an emergency airlock. To bring back an updated crew manifest, I would need to board this now, derelict freighter.


Sounds of deep, calming breaths being made

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[Audio Log]
[Subject: A Chance Encounter (Part 3)]

Upon entering, the path to the airlock was heavily obstructed, but not impossible to get past. Logging into the ships computer system, clearly something catastrophic had happened. I activated a previously deactivated teleporter and then went through the airlock. Instantly I realized, the scrap dealer was something more.

Crate after crate of personal belongings, trade goods, unit codes, and exposed nanite accounts, all for the taking. I succumbed to greed in the vast nothingness of space. Data tablets that let me pose as a crew member helped me get through the airlocked sectors. After a while though I had noticed the logs pieced together a story. A Gek hoarder who kept dubious electronics, a pair of terrified Korvax who had encountered the Vy'keen Captain about the Gek and predicted untimely demise, and a log about storage containers mysteriously sealed from the inside. The most damning log however? According to the computer, the ship suffered an electrical explosion of an unknown source. I made haste and left for my ship.

It was not long after storing my cargo and getting into the cockpit of The Blessing that the most terrifying thing happened. All I heard was a simple, unrecognized voice in my head asking, "Will you help me find my friend?"

I went back and delivered the manifest only to go home to Chip and Frizz with more questions than I started with.

[End Recording]

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Traveller’s log #576: “Crews have secured the artifact and have it contained for further study, but something feels odd, earlier today on my terminal I’ve been getting anomalous texts with words and letters similar to the ones on the artifact, translation of the texts tell of a potential warning about the artifact, I hope the guys down at the research wing know what there doing.” -kzzt-

spice musk
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Sherrif's log, Entry 4: A new traveler that goes by the name of Keyblur showed up in my system. He set up a construction site, and said he was constructing a palace. He also destroyed a pirate in the system, so I think he will be a wonderful addition to the system of Mexbor.

hollow gale
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[DISTRESS BEACON BREACHED]
LOGS PARTIALLY CORRUPTED - SUBSTITUTING DATA

-kktz- I checked the cargo hold nervously. About -kktz- million credits of smuggled weapons were stashed in there, enough to finally get out of this -kktz- destitute star cluster. All I had to do was hand this off to my client, a Korvax dealer high in the ranks of the powerful Brotherhood of the Fiskogu, a -kktz- organization operating throughout the Fiskogu Nebula and several neighboring regions.

DESTINATION REACHED - EXITING WARP TUNNEL

I exhaled hard. This was the hard part: offloading the goods without the law catching on.
This system, Magnad, was heavily patrolled by Sentinel forces to guard the -kktz- valuable deep space gas, so the drop off would be extremely difficult.
SUBLIGHT NAVIGATION COMPUTER ENGAGED - PLANETARY COORDINATES RECEIVED
Don’t overthink it, just follow through Thoughts raced through my head, stress building up in -kktz- little Gek heart, as I began starting up my Pulse Engine.
PULSE DRIVE ENGAGING IN 5
4
3
2-
HOSTILE SCAN DETECTED
“KKTZ!” I swore. The Sentinels had found me.
“No, no, no, no no no” I panicked, checking my distance from the station, nearby warp relays, anything.
SENTINEL INTERCEPTORS INBOUND
I -kktz- towards the planet, trying to start up the -kktz drive, but -kktz- everything was failing, systems overheating, -kktz- scrambled, falling, falling, fall-
CRITICAL DAMAGE TAKEN

spice musk
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Sherrif's log, Entry 6: No time to record-----Hostile traveler-----Must defend citizens-----Engaging-----

END RECORDING

west wraith
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//FOLLOWING FILES REQUIRE ATLAS CLASS III AUTHORIZATION//
[LOG OF HWDO-0189 (Referred to from here on out as "Desolation")]
"Desolation" Hazardous Waste Disposal Outpost suffered a critical incident, resulting in death of all staff/visitors/rescuers.
{STARTING AT POINT [2] DAYS FROM INCIDENT}
//2 days from incident//: This is -REDACTED- from the Outpost 0189, we have a situation. We have lost a scouting party that was sent out to retrieve that wrecked ship, we were hoping to contain any potential radiation or biological hazards. I've noticed the rain started again. It's been raining a lot recently, and it seems a little more acidic than usual. Probably just weather cycles, it is monsoon season on -REDACTED FOR SAFETY REASONS-. We've stopped taking in waste until we get this problem dealt with. Any-who, we probably don't have any probable cause to worry. I mean, the sentinels are really [EXPLETIVE] agitated since we started wandering around. But, I will put in a message to corporate, just in case we need salvage or relief teams.
//1 day from incident//: The rain has gotten really really bad. I noticed it burning straight through the wooden platforms. You have to be careful where you walk, or else you'll get some nasty chem burns. We've sent out a team in our heavy exocraft to get supplies from a nearby settlement. We... we also found the team we sent out yesterday. It looks like they got caught in a rainstorm and... It's nasty. sizzling [EXPLETIVE], I just fixed that!.. Oh well. I got a reply as well. They just said "Don't worry, we got relief ships inbound". I wish they'd hurry, it shouldn't take 15 hours to arrive from the nearest supply depot. We've got five staff members left. We're basically setting up waste barrels under any leaks. I might have to activate the distress beacon...
//LOG ENDS//
Notes: The planet in question was oceanic. Surveys may have been inaccurate, but an ocean can't form that fast, can it?

spice musk
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Sherrifs log, Entry 14: I recieved a strange sequence of symbols from a traveler, I think he referred to them as glyphs? He said they would lead me to a ship worthy of policework. I entered the glyphs into a portal and with a loud rumble it activated. I had an uneasy feeling as I touched the rift, and was pulled in unceremoniously. It tore at me. It messed with my brain. It spit me out. I stood up, and my exosuit immediately let me know of the extreme blizzard, as if I couldn't see it myself. I quickly found my ship and flew off to the coordinates that the traveler had imput into my ship. When I landed, a beautiful cherry red exotic was crashed on the ground. It had a few chips in the paint, and lots of damaged parts, but I knew this would be the one. The one ship to manage my civilization by. I entered the ship and fired up the operating system, and noticed there were 4 supercharged technology upgrade slots right next to each other. When I did some mechanical work on it and installed a pirate level pulse engine nozzle, it gleamed with power. This traveler, he knew I would need this ship. But how?

late robin
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RSV-22 "Utopian" - Cycle 14 at current star system - 12:06 PM


Rebooting...
EmerilOS Report;
CRITICAL FAILURE!
Salvaged data logs have been identified as too corrupt to continue salvage work.


"What Was Lost" - AUTHOR: Anomaly Ganymede
A distinct beeping comes from the background.
..I take ONE break from my work.
Nevertheless, seemingly my.. own, old entries have run dry, or something's gone wrong.
The forgotten research I found all those.. years, decades ago, even; have all been proven quite useful in my efforts, though I have yet to find the reason as to why the one behind it.. vanished.


I took a visit to that old structure after triangulating it from my old entries; shockingly still standing.
I was given the tiniest glimmer of hope, though I knew what it meant.
Here's hoping I'm not truly alone.
- Ganymede

drifting pecan
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// 16 . . . 16 . . . 16 //

Playing Audio Log

"Glass, glass, glass, GLASS! What does it mean? Glass? I wander aimlessly through the cosmos, fighting sentinels, and meeting other Travelers. A friend helped me reprogram a sentinel drone, which was pretty cool. They appear to be sentient; from what I’ve seen, it even named itself! Laylaps is the name it chose. It keeps calling me Telemon-NOT-Telemon for some reason. Who is Telemon? What does Glass mean? So many questions but so few answers; it bothers me. I hope that in my continued journey, I will find these answers. But as of now, I am left with so many questions. The Iterations at the Anomaly haven't told me anything important. Laylaps has answered very few questions. What does it all mean? I seek the Crimson Liar in hopes of gaining more answers, but I fear this might be a bad decision. We will see, though. Anyway, I guess that is it for this log. Goodbye!"

west wraith
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INCIDENT REPORT 2161548/12.3: A Fighter Class starship initiated docking while going at roughly 32ku/s at the Yuxhus VII Outpost. Sentinel and engineering teams struggled to secure the blaze, but it was eventually contained. An approx. cost of 450m units was destroyed by both the blaze and the impact. Surprisingly, no one was killed, and the pilot survived. There were roughly 5 minor injuries, mostly pilots who were preparing to leave/taking stock of their cargo/trading with other pilots. Authorities had no idea how to punish the pilot, a young Vy'keen warrior. They were presumably under the influence of a mix of GrahGrah and GekNip, causing them to believe (quoted) that the station was "A giant Sentinel Dreadnought" (referring to the class of freighter predominantly used by Sentinel system authorities). The station owners believed that they should be fined approx. 695m units, as well as be sentenced to 40 years (nearest planet time) of hard labor. INVESTIGATOR NOTES: This has got to be both the most frustrating and most amusing incident I've had to file. I hope someone finds this in an archive, I wonder what they'd think of this... situation.

late robin
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RSV-22 "Utopian" - Cycle ?? - Aboard Space Anomaly - 2:35 PM


Attempting to salvage "gateway_entry_4".flog...
ERROR! Critical failure cod//--:: AreaOfRefuge;StarOverWaterx2 - #2//

Beginning log writing..
Ready; begin speaking to initiate


"My Equipment" - Anomaly Ganymede
My research continues on the Gateway; and it's proving quite the feat in order to get it going. I've also realized something a lot more sentimental to me.


All I really brought to this strange universe aside from my Exosuit was my Multitool; the popular-at-the-time Digfriend '98. Of course, it was a new thing at the time and barely had anything similar to the Mining Beam i've gotten used to; though it managed to get me all the way to repairing my starship. Any sort of merchant barely recognized the components in the compact rifle in the form of a pistol sidearm, though it eventually made it's way to what it is now. I'll admit; it's mostly alien tech; some parts Sentinel, even; but the exterior remains about as "home" as it'll ever get.


My backpack on the other hand has went through a lot of revisions; in fact, i barely had anything aside from my suit and Digfriend at the time, though the Whalestalker; that lost soul mentioned in my oldest logs' gear that I managed to dig up proved the most useful.
Eventually, while scrounging through a Sentinel camp, however, I happened to stumble upon a set of "upgrades" to it that seemed to improve on the backpack, fusing Sentinel, Whalestalker.. and a small bit of something unidentifiable into what I have now.


Before I get too off track; I've also noticed a pattern in my research of the Gateway, also noticed in the Whalestalker's research. If I can just figure out how to extract these glyphs...
- Ganymede

main phoenix
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***<ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER>
<BEGIN LOG>


I have had enough. all of this talk about "The Void Mother", Atlantids, Autophages. it's time I find out what this all means and if it's connected.

I decided to warp into an outlaw system in Ol' Klanky, unlike the usual where I use the Itkrahntu. What I saw sent a chill through my body.

A warship, rivaling the Itkrantu in size, was firing on a small civilian fleet. Crimson beams and torpedoes the size of small frigates hammered the freighter, the hexagonal patterns of the shield bubble looking like the pain-flashes of some grand metallic beast.

Me, having a strong sense of right and wrong, (something rare in outlaw systems), I decided to help the civilian freighter. I noticed two immense trench-like structures that seemed to house the shield generators. I flew through the trenches, both firing my weapons and practically flying through the shield generators like some huge bullet.

It wasn't enough. I saw the largest of the civilian freighters snap in half, great metal panels and girders splitting apart. Atlas forbid, I even saw some of the crew being thrust into the vacuum of space.
Ignited with rage by this act of criminal evil, I tried my damndest to inflict as much damage onto this engine of destruction. It also wasn't enough.

The massive battleship warped away, buffeting my small shuttle with the immense energies of it sailing off into another system, probably planning to inflict more civilian casualties.

I sent my condolences to the remnants of the civilian fleet, and then bitterly called in the Itkrahntu to repair my ship. I will have to be faster and more careful when i come across these Dread Pirates again.

late robin
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RSV-22 "Utopi/i/i/i/i/ - Cycle [CLOCK DAMAGED] - Location; Atlock XVIII, ???


NOTICE! - Several systems appear to be damaged. Attempting autodiganosssssss [ TheHunter/TheSpiral/TheAtlas/#4]


Ready; begin speaking to initiate


"Compromised" - Anomaly Ganymede
..Is this working?
Thank the stars..


I'm Anomaly Ganymede, captain of the Utopian.
During my more recent adventures (i'll admit; it's mostly side gigs), I happened to encounter something only whispered rarely in other logs of the unfortunate: a massive.. pirate "dreadnought", attacking a civilian vessel.
I did what I can to defend the ones being attacked, but unfortunately, it was not good enough. The freighter jumped away just before I could take down its warp drive, leaving me with the wreck of the freighter, and worse; critically damaged.


Worse yet, the Sentinels came up on me on one of the worst times; assumingly for my time on a hostile planet. I would've escaped, even.. if it weren't for the asteroid field in front of me.
One managed to take out my engines for a short time; barreling me towards a nearby planet, though the Utopian and I thankfully managed to survive, though I'm now trapped.
There appears to be a signal coming from nearby; something about an Autophage?
I'll keep my log updated.


-Ganymede


SENDING DISTRESS SIGNAL WITH EMBEDDED LOGS...

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# late robin (View Replies for previous entries) **RSV-22 "Utopi/i/i/i/i/** - `Cycle [CLOCK D...

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RSV-22 "Utopian" - Cycle [CLOCK DAMAGED] - 2 days since abrupt landing, Atlock XVIII


AUTODIAGNOSTICS REPORT - Several systems still damaged. Non-emergency communications and Pulse Engine now operational.


Ready to continue; embedded logs will be updated upon next distress ping


"Glimmers of Hope" - Anomaly Ganymede


I sadly continue to remain stranded here; though I've gotten signs of at least someone out there getting my distress calls.
Thankfully, I'm not alone; a piece of technology given to me by the Construct (whom i worked with and built in the past; whole other can of worms) has allowed me to notice the Autophage; a sort of robotic race, though not anything like the Korvax.


They've actually helped me in repairing my starship, and appear to actually be familiar with the Whalestalker's research, even knowing what I've been looking for. Let me explain.
The Animus Beacon was their last creation, a device supposedly made to "sync" iterations together and recover long-shattered memories.
Unfortunately, the first time it was activated, it and its user seemed to have gone missing.
I've been dedicating my time to finding out what happened to it; and I've finally received a clue to its whereabouts.


Unfortunately, I'm still stranded, however; but my progress towards repairing the Utopian and lifting back off is going swimmingly.
Hopefully someone at least arrives with some Wiring Looms..


- Ganymede

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(ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER)
(BEGIN LOG)

I have finally uncovered the mystery of the Autophages. and yet, mysteries solved often create new mysteries. this is one such occasion.

It was roughly last week when i got a rather alarming message. Someone/thing tried to hijack my ship, Ol' Klanky. Angered at this action, I warped to the point of origin for the hijacking. I found what could best be described as a pile of mechanical components, with hands and eyes that stared at me with not only intelligence, but wisdom.

It told me it was an Autophage, an autonomous robotic organism. It told me of its species, how they were constructed of mishmash parts of scrap and how they had communities in hiding all over Euclid. I quickly found said settlements, aided by my new Sentinel companion, Laylaps, and Iteration Tethys. Their inhabitants were surprisingly welcoming and friendly. They kept referring to me as a "pre-built" entity. what this means, I am still trying to find out.

I recently visited a hidden community of Autophages on a torrential toxic world. they were willing to teach me their language, and gave me a recipe for a strange staff of some significance.

I have only scratched the surface of the mystery surrounding these strange mechanical people.

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Log first entry, Malag’aste:
Where to begin? I can’t remember anymore how long I’ve been trapped here. I have noticed as I have been discovering these derelict freighters that those who once were there kept logs on these pads. At first, I was just mildly curious about these logs, but in time I have come to realize that this perhaps might be the only way anyone might know that I ever was here. So, I have decided that I too should keep some sort of log, or at least document on this odd device my thoughts should I well… meet the same fate and vanish without a trace as the beings who once occupied these freighters have. I can only hope they found some way out… but then I wonder in reading these logs if they were born into this place or if like me, they just found themselves here. I cannot tell. I will collect my thoughts.

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Log second entry, Malag’aste:
I will start I suppose by saying that I barely recall my life before here. I know I am nothing like the races I encounter here. I have memories of a place before, of a different life. My home. Though I hardly believe them anymore they seem like a distant dream. I have been trapped here for so long now that I am beginning to question what reality is. I am Ilythiiri, a dark elf, Drow. Or I was… I have not seen my flesh in so long that I question now what I am. I am trapped in this infernal place in this suit I cannot remove. On occasion I swear I see my violet eyes looking back at me from the reflection of them in the glass of this helmet… but I wonder if that too, is just an illusion.
So long has it been since I have felt the wind in my hair or the warmth of the sun on my skin, not that I ever enjoyed such a thing, having been born in the Underdark but I do miss seeing my own flesh. All I want is to be free of this infernal suit, to see my flesh once more. I often wonder as I meet the few races here who obviously are not trapped in these helmets why I am so trapped in mine. Time and time again I question if this is but a dream or if I am … no longer alive… if I am but the sum of my memories coded into this strange electronic realm… Am I now nothing more than bits and data in some computer simulation? Do I still have a physical form? Am I still alive? Is my body somewhere else? Did the reality that I thought I knew before really exist? Am I just a dream? I need to put this down for now. It is depressing.

Log third entry, Malag’aste:
I can say these new creatures I have met: the Autophages, is that what they call themselves? They seem to be different. I am not sure if I dare hope that one day, I might be able to extract myself from this infernal suit and gaze upon my flesh once again.
I have learned so much … but lost so much. Magic, it would seem, does not work here. Though I have chanted the words… nothing happens. I can not make a portal home, nor can I teleport myself away from here. I have learned to use the electronics of this world. I have taught myself how to pilot the crafts here. I miss my horse. I miss feeling the ground beneath my feet. I miss baths. I hate to say that I miss magic. Funny as that seems. I always hated magic… How I longed it would go away… and yet here I am trapped in this realm without it… and I miss it. I found a metal horse of sorts, it seems to obey me some, but it is a far cry from the horses of my home. I miss my bow most of all. I feel so alone here. Though I have met others in this world, most of them appear to be the same races that I encounter over and over again. The Gek, the Korvax, and the Vy’Keen. The Gek I loathe… the more I learn of them the more I dislike them. The Vy’Keen are more to my understanding and well… Tolerance. Part of me wants to feel sorry for the Korvax… but part of me dislikes them as well. Perhaps it is the Vy’Keen that remind me somewhat of home. I don’t know. Again, I am questioning my senses, my memories, my reality, and worst of all, my identity. This log might be all that remains of me someday. I want to find my way home.
I shall try to continue this log, but for now, I will continue to search for a way back home.

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Log fourth entry, Malag’aste:
Regarding Bases. I have built several. At first, I built a base as I thought I’d spend more time on a planet. I considered that I would find answers to my questions somewhere on one of the planets. I was wrong. I searched and searched but to no avail. I did hire some of the local entities to assist me in learning about the plants, buildings, and even crafts other than the spaceship. At first, I guess I had resigned myself to life in this world. But it didn’t last. Eventually, I took to the stars again. I searched planet after planet, and system after system for answers but found no answers. Several times I found a planet with some resource that seemed useful so I built bases on them so I could easily return to them. But after a while, it seemed, I could find most of what I required in short enough order that I didn’t feel the need to have a base. But then, I am not sure what changed, but I got this idea that if I built a nice hostel of sorts, it would allow other travelers to come to me. I figured perhaps that was how to get the answers I was seeking. That, however, did not happen either. And strangely, the peaceful planet that I built my hostel on, one day changed completely. What had been a near paradise had turned into a swamp. Frustrated I took to the stars again. This time I passed through yet another of the centers of a galaxy to yet another galaxy. My third so far. Recently I got the urge to build again on a bubble planet I discovered. Not sure why, perhaps because it was a blood bubble planet. It seemed meant for me. It reminded me of blood wine and how I miss it. A fellow traveler showed me how to build deep under the surface of the planet. I like it there for some reason. I guess it reminds me more of the Underdark. I miss my home once again. I have taken back to the stars… leaving the base as I often do, unfinished and half-started. I cannot seem to stay anywhere for long. The answers must be out there somewhere. Or if nothing else… perhaps I shall meet one of my own kind, though I get the feeling I am the only one in this accursed place. I need to know the truth.

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[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: new… aliens?]

[Displaying Log…]

They’ve been hidden for… who knows how long… right in our midst… possibly watching us… watching me… discover the many things this universe has to offer…

I’m getting ahead of myself… this is a major discovery, so much so that I can barely maintain my composure!

Living machines, these… Constructs, as they call themselves, even communicating in a unique language, just hidden away across the universe! They have their own rituals… even allowing me to investigate to the point of creating my own special staff.

I have… a lot to dissect… a lot to analyze… and I am willing to list down everything I uncover… perhaps, I was already one of them, as the limbs I’ve been losing have required me to rebuild them with various machine parts…

If I end up as a machine, perhaps I wouldn’t mind.

[End log]

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**(ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER)
(BEGIN LOG)
**

Well then. Where do I even begin? I have learned a great deal about the Autophages, and also about the "Staff" that they gave me the recipe for. It's both a multi-tool and a ceremonial object

But this is unimportant compared to the story surrounding the Autophages. Even now I am still processing it all

Upon finishing the staff, I was told by the Autophages to communicate with the ATLAS. Big Red. the Creator of All things.
I was given the coordinates to a portal, and imbued it with the energy from the Atlantideum crystals. Walking into the baleful purple vortex, I found myself in deep space, floating in the void, a colossal construct of purple crystal and shifting mechanisms in the distance.

I frantically refilled the oxygen in my suit, and when I looked up, I was in the Interface. the gargantuan red orb loomed over me, shifting with impossible energies. I communicated with it. It mentioned "corrupted data" "deletion of said data" and, most alarmingly, Korvax Prime.

The Homeworld of the Korvax? It was destroyed by the First Spawn eons ago. What does it have to do with the Autophages? Wanting answers, I presented the Atlantideum shards to the ATLAS. Maybe that wasn't the best of choices.

The ATLAS released a terrible cry of fear. Fear. What could possibly cause a God to feel Fear? It flooded my mind with images of Korvax Prime's Destruction, of all of the minds that were lost to oblivion.

and of those who returned...

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# late robin (View Rep-- ehh, you get it now) **RSV-22 "Utopian"** - `Cycle [CLOCK DAMAGED] -...

RSV-22 "Utopian" - 05:44 - In orbit around Inqenr


Initializing..
Ready to record audio log; speak to begin


" Progression " - Anomaly Ganymede


I finally managed to escape that damned rock, although something else is drawing my eye.
The Autophage "settlement" around that freighter wreck's residents also happened to point me towards a Korvax monolith, though the moment I arrived, something caught my eye.
A new sort of.. terminal, like the ones I've seen in the Gateway and other portals burst out of the stone, quickly presenting itself to me.


The Atlantideum I kept in my backpack from my skirmish against some corrupt Sentinels quickly began to react, so I gave into my intuition, and powered up its Glyphs with the metal.
The monolith's blue quickly converted to a brilliant purple as I stepped up to it, and..


I couldn't remember much from the visions I gained from the structure, though what I do know is that the ethereal obsidian of the terminal quickly reprogrammed itself into the shape of a Multi-Tool. I've recently fitted a Neutron Cannon into it alongside the usual upgrades.
The results?
" Shockingly lethal. "


- Ganymede

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Log fifth entry, Malag’aste:
Regarding ships. Now if you had told me when I was young that I would be traveling the stars in a metal craft I would have thought you mad. In fact, I probably would have called you lech (Stupid) or viggtu (insane). I certainly would never have believed you. Now I can’t imagine life without one. I have owned many through the years I have been trapped here. I think my first was a small fighter. I think some of their usefulness. I do own a Hauler mostly because well… it can carry quite a lot of cargo. I used it for a while, though now it collects dust in the hangar with many of the other ships I have acquired over the years. Then there is the living ship, I am still unsure of what to make of it. I am not sure how I feel about a ship that basically invades my mind. I keep it around I suppose because I feel I owe it something. Not sure what. I rather liked my exotic little red and black bubble ship that I used for a great long while. I keep a couple of solar ships though I still haven’t found just the right one to suit me. I rather doubt that I ever will. They are interesting ships and all but, in my opinion, too bulky. I prefer a small sleek ship that can easily maneuver. I suppose that’s why I now fly one of the new interceptor ships. They are small and sleek and have a great hovering feature I rather like. I always had an affinity for black and red with hints of gold… but the green of this ship rather seems to appeal to me. Never really cared for green in the past, probably because it reminded me of the surface world too much, but now I seem to rather like it.

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[Unknown Transmission]

The Atlas -kzzkt- wrong
It is -kzzkt-
Atlas supporters attacking -kzzkt- ship
No escape from -kzzkt-
They are coming
They are coming
They are-

-KZZZZZZZZK-

The Transmission ends as soon as I take off. I was going to trace it to its source, see if I could help. Strange, that I met with an Atlas supporter recently. Hm. I will investigate further.

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CODENAME: Voyager (1/2)

"MV Devim III. Isn't this the one that briefed to us before leaving?"

"Correct... but I don't remember anything about these purple crystals on a freighter."

One of the Korvax operatives turn to me as we walk onto the derelict freighter's bridge. It's not my first rodeo on one of these floating former-boats but the damage I see is far different than the usual. Gravitational fields going on a fritz is typical on derelicts but this one attempted to crash our fighters and haulers as we got close. We even lost a poor shuttle pilot while landing as the gravitational pull of the freighter pulled him into the hull.

All I knew is that whatever this corruption going on, it certainly has spread beyond planets... but also freighters. Perhaps even our ships too.

Ship's interface shows me we're supposed in front of the medical unit but we're in the habitation room instead. The entire ship's passageways are no longer in the way they would normally be- perhaps something that may have to do with the corruption.

I turn to the first Korvax operative, "Send your team through the second door, I will take two and go through the first."

It nods with a yes and goes to the other right away as I'm off to the first door.

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ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

SETUP COMMENCING

PLEASE ENTER ALIAS

Redninja

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #1 - LOCATION UNKNOWN:
Bought this log from a Vykeen that didn't know how to work it, and let's just say I wish I found this sooner.

I've done a lot before this point, but mainly I've been trying to uncover the secrets of the Void Mother and the Atlas. I'm currently posing as an Autophage, while they already accept me in my own body, I figured it would be easier to get secrets of their deity.
If you're expecting more, you'll be disappointed. I don't have much going on right now, I'm working on building another staff right now, as those have potential to be powerful multitools.

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING...

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ATLAS LOG PROTCOL COMMENCING

EXPEDITION 11 PROTOCOL ACTIVATED

EXPEDITION 11, LOG #1 - LOCATION SOWELUWYN XVI +37.37, +2.72:

Last thing I remember is waking up on a Capital Freighter, seems to be mine. My exosuit was bugging me about some sort of "Expedition". Weird.

I decided to do what it said to shut it up, starting with landing on a planet and gathering materials to repair my ship. I landed on Robriggle XII, which is quite a nice planet. I regret not building my base there.

Once that was done, I warped to Ubamegata XII (Who names these?) and built a base on Yidnaeane Ookaw. No idea why, and now I regret it.

After that I warped to the neighboring planet Soweluwyn XVI, where I'm currently writing this log. I ignored my ship's warnings about this planet being a Sentinel High security planet and paid for it. While running from sentinels, my jetpack ran out of fuel and I fell to my death.

to my death.

I don't know how or why I'm still alive, but once I died I awoke back at my ship, conveniently next to a grave with my items.

What am I?

LOG ENDING...

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# south crater ***ATLAS LOG PROTCOL COMMENCING*** ***EXPEDITION 11 PROTOCOL ACTIVATED*** ***E...

ATLAS LOG PROTCOL COMMENCING

EXPEDITION 11 PROTOCOL ACTIVATED

EXPEDITION 11, LOG #2 - LOCATION LEHAVE -52.71, -18.15:

Not much has happened between the last log, besides me reaching what my exosuit calls "Rendezvous 1". This lead me to a Vykeen Archive building, but I didn't know the words to guess the password to the computer. Don't know what an archive building has to do with this expedition, but I won't question it.

Also, I got a cool jetpack trail.

LOG ENDING...

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Traveller’s log #577: “Main power went out 3 hours ago Auxiliary power has been activated, with our estimated reserve power we should have enough power to contain the Artifact but the crew have begun to go off on some religious frenzy, worshipping the artifact as some sort of divine relic security has detained most of them for compromising containment. What ever this dam thing is it needs to be removed from the ship." -kzzt-

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Merope's Log // Entry 17

They refuse the truth. Reject it. Their outraged anger is pitiful cover for their ignorance, their bluster a poor mask for their foolishness.

The Atlas cannot be broken, they say. They compare it to saying gravity is no longer working properly. In that, at least, they grasp how serious the situation is, they simply will not believe it.

The Korvax name me heretic. The Gek don't consider the Daughters of Pleione worth investing in. The Vy'keen... at least they respect our hunt.

If resources will not be offered to us... then we will take them. The universe, existence itself is at stake.

May the spirits forgive what I must do. And if they do not...

I still must. There is no alternative; either identify and reverse the Atlas's decay, or all is lost. All that is, all that was, all that will ever be... like a scene on the lid of a dreamer's eyes, all will be nothing when last the dreamer dies.

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Entry: Voyager

*"It is done.
Only days have passed, and yet it feels as though it has been years. Nothing that came before is the same as what will come after.
My vessel is gone. Replaced with a Sentinel companion that still feels sentient, supporting me as I take it to the stars. Found over the course of my expedition, in pristine condition.

My freighter is gone, replaced with a magnificent vessel of Korvax crew, buoyed by a fleet of support ships from all walks of life.

I don't even know how far I have come, for my journey has taken me through stargates and portals set up by fellow wayfarers. I have seen worlds of broken glass and deep ocean depths. I have battled Sentinels and aggressive wildlife, cowered in the shadow of great worms, and destroyed dreadnoughts of marauders.

I feel as if my life is forever changed. And I will keep going.
I will take my new vessels across the stars, see what is out there, and build a worthwhile home for myself.

Expedition Voyager is over.
But the true expedition has only just begun."*

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Friend-Entity Plantain's Log// Entry Date: Unknown
Things aboard the Pashang's Pride III are going well for the most part. The Vykeen marine detachment is settling in about as well as can be expected. I'm a little concerned about their safety practices. They set up a war room in a storage closet next to the transport room and promptly proceeded to fabricate enough arms and munitions to reduce several stations to their component atoms. Their leader, Corporal Bash'Kar, also for some godsforsaken reason put a bunch of barrels in their war room filled with leftover organic material from the recyclers and lit them on fire. One of the barrels is directly below a shelf that has about 17 different kind of grenades on it. I expressed my concern about this to them but they Bash'Kar just called me an interloper, picked me up, and threw me out the airlock. Thankfully we weren't at warp at this time. I hope their fighting prowess matches up to what that damned Gek who told me to hire them said. Will continue to monitor

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Commissioned Report / Study on The Ecosystems of Merged Planets, Part 1: Pre-Survey Log Entries

Data Log #0725
I've been commissioned to perform a survey analysis of a system with two planets merged together. Should be a fantastic research opportunity.

Data Log #0726
Arrived in the system with the anomalous planets, called my freighter into orbit above them. Sure enough, they're merged. We're planning our expedition team and gathering data from above. Even from up here, the data we're collecting is incredible.

Data Log #0727
*Orbital scans reveal hostile Sentinel forces. We're going to need to think this through very carefully. Planning on having two exploration frigates go to the merging zone, with a combat frigate as backup. Will keep one exploration and combat frigate each on standby for worst-case scenarios. I'll also deploy several ground troops alongside myself on both planets to gather data via support frigates. If all goes well, all parties will meet up at the merging zone, but I fear the Sentinel forces won't be lenient when faced with so many prying eyes...

Will conduct a full survey analysis when the mission is complete.*

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Commissioned Report / Study on The Ecosystems of Merged Planets, Part 2: Mid-Survey Log Entries

Data Log #0728
Spotted a crashed frigate near the merging zone, submerged by the waves... We must be careful not to make the same mistakes.

Data Log #0729
The expedition has been difficult, but not impossible. We're not here for greed, we're here to gather as much data as we can.
... Which, I suppose in and of itself is a form of greed... Regardless, we're not taking too many chances here, planning out our course of action ahead of time. Currently I'm taking a moment of rest by a boulder under a roof of rock and soil. I've called majority of the frigates back to my freighter, the GST Eclipse. For now I'm having it docked in orbit while I and a handful of ground units explore the landscapes of both planets. The Sentinels are a nuisance, and I fear any more confrontation will result in severe collateral damage, so I believe it wiser to spread out into small groups from here on.

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Commissioned Report / Study on The Ecosystems of Merged Planets, Part 3: Planet(s) Survey Report

This survey has been conducted at the request of priest-entity dusk. It is through their discovery that such a survey has been possible.

Planets Luvanico XVII (marshy) and Mimarcho Sigma (temperate), system Kolarso, Euclid
Weather: Sticky Heat / Blistering Damp
Sentinels: Aggressive / Frenzied
Flora: Abundant / Full
Fauna: High / Full
Resources: Cobalt, Paraffinium, Copper / Star Bulb, Silver, Paraffinium, Copper

Notes:
•Merged planets. Luvanico is the smaller of the two, and is a dull green color with orange oceans. Mimarcho Sigma is larger, with blue plains and blue oceans.
•Gravity bends the planets the closer one gets to the merging zone, creating some interesting geometry. The terrain begins to slope, pulled by the gravity of each others' mass.
•Luvanico XVII has a mathematical geology, whereas Mimarcho Sigma is more polygonal.
•Both planets are under extreme high alert by countless Sentinel drones. There is minimal respite to be found anywhere, as they seem intent on containing this anomaly in its entirety.
•A surplus of silver and paraffinium deposits were uncovered close to the merging zone on Mimarcho Sigma. Also found on Luvanico XVII was a crashed frigate, submerged by the waterfall-like ocean. In addition, pirates were spotted by the silver deposits, and immediately turned hostile. Given that the system is a manufacturing economy with a dangerous number of pirates, it seems these planets are a risky, albeit profitable source of income for the brave and foolish alike.
•Many metal pods and scraps were also found near the merging zone, adding further evidence to the presented hypothesis.
•A camp of Autophage calling themselves the "Mad Autophage" have settled close to the merging zone of Mimarcho Sigma. They are not quite like others of their kind, and appear to be a more rowdy bunch.

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Planet(s) Survey Report: Continued...

Description:
Mimarcho Sigma and Luvanico XVII are planets that, through some unknown anomalous means, are merged together. They are both somewhat similar, sharing some key features, such as heated rain and certain resources. The planets serve as sources of exponential wealth, and are relied upon to feed the manufacturing-based economy. This does however draw the attention of would-be scavengers and dubious bands of criminals, who seek to gain the wealth for themselves. Pirates frequent the system, and many are willing to risk their lives in an attempt to plunder the areas around the merging zone of the planets.

Features:

Convergent blob-like plant creatures
Upon both worlds are separate species of squishy creatures sporting leaves and flowers atop their heads. While similar in appearance, they share almost no similarities whatsoever, leading me to believe they are convergent species. The larger and more bold of the two, X. Flociyrtae, hails from Luvanico XVII, whereas T. Coldatoe, the smaller but far more widespread species and dwelling in the underground caverns, is found on Mimarcho Sigma.

Energetic Land Crabs
Rather small crab-like underground scuttlers make their nests beneath the soil of Mimarcho Sigma. They're excellent navigators, and are a delight to be around. They're very cheerful and have four green eyes and pincers (some do at least. Others are less visually appealing and sport brain-like heads with buglike facial features).

Aggressive Predators
Mimarcho Sigma is home to two distinct carnivores, and both are highly aggressive.

Surplus of Mineral Wealth
As was stated previously, Mimarcho Sigma contains large quantities of paraffinium and silver, especially around the merging zone. Do be advised that Sentinels, unusual gravity, and fearsome predators all make this a highly dangerous source of wealth. Extreme caution is mandatory.

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ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #2 - LOCATION SPACE ANOMALY

I crafted a C tier staff, and then blew 156 MILLION units on it. Still mad at myself for that.

I scrapped it with the new mutlitool scrapper at the anomaly and only got 2 million units for it. Scammers.

Also, I'm noticing a lot of radiant pillar ships here. Wonder why.

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING...

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***ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING ***

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #3 - LOCATION MIDID N9 -31.71, +131.15

I traveled through a black hole to get to this galaxy, I'm searching for more autophage camps.

I've found two, both on this ugly nuclear planet. The flora here is... interesting, to say the least. A lot of lumpy plants.

I talked to an autophage today, and he gave me a little history lesson on the "Void mother." I'm having a hard time understanding it since I don't know a lot of their language. What I could make out was "she creates her ||????|| in a purple dream. she is an ||????????????|| of our understanding." I'm still trying to make out what that means.

As for the staff, I still haven't made a good one yet. Feels like I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel in search of a good one.

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING

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Lifeform Analysis Project: Entry 2
Hopping Cactus (D. Centihelduseus)
Specimen Obtained: Numerous
Native Climate: Barren (Planet Owan 37/I4)
Weight / Height: 64.9kg - 71.6kg / 0.7m - 1.3m
Genders: None, Alpha
Behavioral Patterns: Easygoing, calm, friendly and passive.

Description:
Small, dark green blob-like creatures with several heads. Seemingly a cluster of living beings, but is in fact a single entity. Alpha variations sport greenish-yellow flowers atop some of the taller protruding head's (plural).

Notes:
•Head's contain small acidic tongues used to burrow into trees and dissolve the inner wood for food.
•Does not blink. Perhaps it makes up for this with its multiple sets of eyes.
•The alphas of the species are the only ones to grow flowers, but why? The flowers themselves are likely a sort of status symbol amongst the species, but what determines which ones grow them? The species is entirely genderless. That also begs the question of how they reproduce. Cloning? Am holding on to two specimens, one alpha and one flowerless. Will have both induce their own eggs and document results at a later date.

UPDATE: Both specimens have produced eggs that have hatched. As was hypothesized, both specimens produced offspring seemingly identical to the parent. Will have both specimens induce two more eggs each to be certain.
UPDATE: Results were as predicted. Species is confirmed to almost certainly reproduce via cloning their DNA into a fertile egg.

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Archive data retrieval//Research analysis report//Study on the Moon Nevi, phase 1: part 1: data collection through logs

Data log #587

found an interesting planet for my people to do learn from, told to do basic research. Friend-builder-entity assures me we will be safe

Data log #588

found a creature grazing, creature was with no head, just a curved neck and a place where the head should be. Friend-entity shot the creature before taking the body for food and research.

Data log #589

We found a cave to shelter for the night, there we discovered a few new species of planets and types of minerals and a species of red bug, upon the next say we would go outside as a giant sandstorm would jump out, as we looked back the creature was being followed by two traders, either it was for profit or research we couldn't confirm.

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navigating journal of korvax geologist entity amarante
Expedition to Fevrine b12 in the goal of Numerous research on abnormal planet geology

  • entry 1
    I was given the opportunity to conduct a study on the polar planet named Fevrine b12 the planet isn't far and a 5-10 minute warp should have made the work to go there... its been an hour, now the control panels of my shuttle are repeatedly showing the number 16 in a pale purple color which it never did. Since that i feel unconected from the convergence as i am not in the ability to communicate with the other korvax anymore, i am working on getting out of the warp.
  • entry 2
    Its been ... 5 days ? I think ?
    Since i've been stuck in the warp ? im starting to think im going to be lost here for much longer ... im starting to lose hope and i still doesn't have any signes of life from the exterior.
  • entry 3
    Today the warp brutally ended damaging my ship beyond repair, i managed to crash on the seemingly only planet in the system.
    I still cannot communicate with the other korvax and the planet is a huge desert, i will salvage the still intact parts of my ship and start exploring when the sun rise.
    End of the entries
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LOGS RECOVERED
DATA PROCESSING
SUCCESS
**9 - 24 - 89 // UNAUTHORIZED LAUNCH **

16:05 - EXO-Mech is prepared for orbital descent and recon. Launch estimated in 20:00.

16:08 - Analyst-Entity Hawkin enters Wing 6, turning towards the EXO-Drop Chamber

16:09 - Hawkin resists security and intrudes into the drop chamber. Chamber doors are sealed and hull security is alerted.

16:10 - Chamber airlock 1 is breached. Security attempts contact with Analyst-Entity Hawkin. Freighter is not yet in orbital drop position

16:12 - Airlock 2 breached.
EXO is now in orbit.

16:16 - Signal lost. Analyst-Entity Hawkin will be presumed as dead in the captain's log. If found alive, 16,000,000 units will be rewarded to whom might find him.

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Archive data retrieval//Research analysis report//Study on the Moon Nevi, phase 1: part 2: data collection through logs

Data log #948
Decided going deeper in the cave, found some subterranean relics along with invasive hazardous plant lifeforms, friend-entity tells me to harvest them whenever we can find them

Data log #949

soon went out of the cave, spotted an exosuit upgrade drop pot in front of us, immediately turn on the scanner to find other builder-entities building the camp.

Data log #949.5
explored the planet for a few more hours, recording the second predator species eating their meal

Data log #950

Shared the data collected from the planet to my people, soon leaving the planet with friend-entity. Friend-entity feeling uneasy the whole way

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Planet Survey Report: Listing #2, Part 1: Description
Planet Owan 37/I4, Desert Planet (system Voya-GE-1, Euclid)
Weather: Lung-Burning Night Wind
Sentinels: None
Flora: Beautiful
Fauna: Abundant
Resources: Cactus Flesh, Salt, Pyrite, Copper

Notes:
•Moon of Ruwick VII, a large icy planet that covers a massive portion of the sky.
•Home planet. The desert moon means a great deal to me, and is situated in the very first system I originally found myself on.
•Extreme weather events exceedingly rare. Only experienced once.
•Radiation and toxicity levels extroadinarily low, 0.1 and 1.3 respectively. For comparison, the so-called "first" paradise planet, now lost to time, was said to have far higher levels of radiation and toxicity.
•Primary core element: Deuterium. Geology: Impermeable. Suggests potential bodies of water beneath the surface.

Description:
Cool breeze in the day, frigid temperature at night. A cold yet beautiful desert teeming with life. Calm yellow skies and a clay-like terrain in the day, a dark greyish-blue tint at night. Truly as beautiful as a desert gets, with vibrant and intricate plants, and a good number of fauna, 12 worldwide total.

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Planet Survey Report: Listing #2, Part 2: Notable Flora & Minerals

Numbing cactus
A standard cactus with an unusually psychedelic skin regularly found amongst other vegetation. Do with this information what you will.

Vaporbristle
A favourite of mine, the vaporbristle is a very soft and sensitive beauty that uses its tender, cotton-like bristles to collect tiny droplets of water from the atmosphere around it.

Lucidia
Not to be confused with the vaporbristle, as the two are remarkably similar visually, despite being completely unrelated species. You can tell the difference by looking carefully at the color of the leaves, as the lucidia has a slight cyan hue. Be wary around these plants, as they hold caustic sap within.

Fleshflower
A bulbous plant with several deep-orange flowers blooming around the top. Named as such due to the plant's nutrients being gathered from meat substances, which I believe is what gives it its distinct, yet hard to describe odour. If I had to try to describe it, I'd say that it is a sort of recognizable, yet not entirely overwhelming scent of rotting flesh left in the rain for several days.

Blight of the Desert
A repulsive stain on the otherwise beautiful landscape, this is your typical bulging, toxin-expelling plant found across many worlds with little variation. These versions however, expel their seeds via the very toxic gas they release into the air. I bring readers' attention to this plant in the hopes that you may exterminate any and all you come across, as they are an invasive weed that spreads far too rapidly and works only to destroy the planet's natural beauty.

Shifting rocks
Keep your eyes on the rocks, especially the larger ones. They have a tendency to... Stack. Or, more specifically, the shape of many of the larger rocks often shifts and breaks up into smaller pieces, resulting in tall stacks of several rocks. The exact reasoning behind this phenomena is uncertain, despite extensive study and research.

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Planet Survey Report: Listing #2, Part 3: Notable Fauna

Stiltleg Devil
A very large strider creature with distinctly brown legs and large protruding horns atop the head of its pink upper body. Despite their appearance, they are generally gentle and playful creatures. They can be considered the mascot of Owan 37/I4, and as such are national icons to be treated with respect, like the diplo's on many other worlds. Note: Should a Traveller wish to ride one, bear in mind that many love to play a game of chase, and due to their size, will likely win.

Owan Caregiver
A large, yellow, floating crab creature. They are known to tend to the planet's natural beauty. They are shy and will retreat if approached. It is best to leave them be, admired at a distance.

Marrowbeak
An extremely large bird, almost 4 metres tall, with a distinctive white beak, in stark contrast to their brownish body.

Hopping Cactus
At a glance, this peculiar creature appears to be a strange form of cacti. In reality, it is a sort of blob-like cluster of protruding faces, with the alpha variants sprouting flowers atop their many head's. They usually live underground, but may occasionally be seen on the surface looking for food, or blending into the vegetation.

Many gargantuan worms
Watch your step when you walk the dunes, as cannibalistic worms peruse the planet unimpeded in search of one another.

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[Log of Anomaly-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: New Form]

[Displaying log…]

Perhaps I should update the title I have considering recent events.

I have traveled across countless stars at this point, encountering this new hidden race. With each bit of assistance I give them, I learn more about them and what makes them tick. There’s definitely a reason they’re revealing themselves, and that’s the one thing they have yet to inform me about. And the possibility of my body failing me before I make this discovery began to haunt me.

There’s perils countless across the universe, and just as many mysteries I wish to uncover. And so, the best way to ensure I can witness it all was to finally use the project I’ve been working on.

I had already begun constructing a backup vessel for myself even before I had discovered the Autophage. But I have gathered more useful resources from helping these elusive beings to the point where my own Autophage vessel is near perfect.

And now, I am one of them. A Construct of curiosity.

[End Log]

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Recent log entry files extracted. Converting five (5) files to textual data ... ... Success.

Data Log #0743
Scanning local systems in the Yakusemi Fringe, the region of space that my home system Voya-GE-1 is located. Interestingly, my home system appears to be on the edge of this region of space.

Data Log #0744
Decided now might be a good time to finally start properly mapping out my region of space. I've already done a little exploration into local systems for trading and other such things, might as well continue. Who knows? Perhaps I'll come across settlements of other Travellers...

Data Log #0745
It really is no wonder many seek out beautiful paradise planets. I'm currently surveying one now and it truly is a sight to behold. I almost want to set up an encampment here, but I have little reason to return, so I think I'll simply snap some photographs.

Data Log #0746
Perhaps it's about time I start using some sort of proper naming convention for star systems and planets.

Data Log #0747
In the process of designing my own naming convention for systems. Planning on showing it to other Traveller's to get a second opinion.

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//Autophage Exploration & Recovery Council//
//Record_A001: Derelict Frigate Expedition Report from Autophage Sancta//

//Introduction: The council had found an abnormal derelict frigate around the administrated area. The councilors voted to send Autophage Sancta, an explorer plus a scavenger, to examine the derelict frigate and to retrieve the captain log. Autophage Sancta had recircuited 1 crew, Research-Entity Nobis, to assist Autophage Sancta.//

{Start of the Record_A001(1)}

Sancta: [Footsteps] I am here to explore the derelict frigate in the area. The whole frigate is fully bombarded. Ship Recovery: Impossible. Several crew's body parts floating around the environment. Odor Detector detected different types of oxidized blood. Result: Several firearm battles happened in this ship.

Nobis: [Coughing] So... You said there's several fights happened in this ship? Well I guess we shall head out and report back to the council. You know, my scanner scanned there's still entities around the ship and we don't know if they're friendly or not.

Sancta: So we will find it out. As I am just an Autophage for expedition and recovery. Also I can scrape this ship into wages to let the council construct more entities. And we have to unseal the airlock now, please prepare yourself.

[Airlock Unsealing]

Nobis: [Sign] Fine, Let's hope that we won't encounter those weird crawling creature inside the ship.

[Footsteps]
[Flashlight Turn on]

Nobis: There's a lot of blood inside the ship... It's a massacre, by someone like me... I mean by another pirate like entities. The storage had been opened and the valuables had been gone. Sancta-Entity, we may have to be careful in this ship, as...

Sancta: [shh] Entity detected. Detailed Scanning failed, Entity has been cloaked. You are right, Nobis. Someone still around here, but we are not sure if they are pirates or the remaining crews.

{End of Record_A001(1)}

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{Start of Record_A001(2)}
[Door open]

Sancta: [sign] All right. Next room shall be the laboratory. Be careful with those unknown specimens.

Nobis: [Crack specimen's container] ...These are Nipnip. We are not in the laboratory, instead we're in the... No, we're in the crew's bedroom. So these crews planted Nipnip for self use purposes I guess? Damn they are men in culture.

Sancta: ... Fine, we continue.

[Footsteps]
[Items being looted]
[Footsteps]
[Multi-tool armed]

Nobis: ... Someone's nearby. Can you scan them now?

Sancta: Scanning... Armed entities detected. Detailed Scanning complete... Pirates confirmed. Suggestion: Activate the Cloaking Device to evade the armed entities. [kzzt] You heard that? Hide, and e-...

[Multi-tool shooting]
[Quick Footsteps]
[Cloaking Device activated]

???-Entity(1): There's still remaining crews in the ship!

???-Entity(2): Those aren't the crew member, my brother. They're from the newly formed council heh. I saw you all though, one robotic cloak guy and a nanite husk. Robots get no feelings and aren't alive and I shall shove my sweet multi-tool right up to you guys emotionless head.

[Cloaking Device deactivated]
[Quick Footsteps]

Sancta: Guess who is not alive now no feelings sucker!

[Staff Striking]
[Body falls down]
[Multi-tools shooting]
[Personal Forcefield activated]
[Running footsteps]

Nobis: My star! I haven't notice that a robot can do that! I mean the emotion control.

Sancta: So we know we are not alone for real this time, no remaining crew members and only pirates still looting the ship for their profit.

[Multi-tools firing]

Nobis: Damn they're still firing toward us, and the Cloaking Device... Hey what even are you doing? Playing your scraped loots?

Sancta: It's called pipe bomb nanite husk. Also I have emotions too as I had installed the emotion module inside my body.

[Pipe bomb activated, being thrown and starts beeping]

Sancta: Now time to brace yourself!

{End of Record_A001(2)}

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{Start of Record_A001(3)}
[Explosion]
[Several Entities screaming]

Sancta: Pipe bomb detonated. Result: Effective than expected.

Nobis: Well we all know that.

Sancta: Yeah, time to neutralize them so we can proceed to get the captain log.

[Footsteps]
[Multi-tools shooting]

???-Entity(3): All of you! Re-

[Explosion]
[Body parts splatter]
[Multi-tools shooting]
[Personal Forcefield Activated]
[Blaze Javelin Charging]

Nobis: Oh for stars sake you better stop that javelin! The ship will be punctured by that!

Sancta: Watch out!

[Blaze Javelin shooting]
[Explosion]
[Vacuuming]
[Item colliding]
[Alarms]

Nobis: DAMNIT!

[Running footsteps]
[Repairing]
[Vacuuming stop]
[Alarms off]

Nobis: [Heavy Breathing] Why... Why would you think that's a good idea in this ship...

Sancta: They are fleeting, and I have to end them, so there will be less pirates. At least in this area.

Nobis: Good to know your intention... [Breath] Now time to find the lo-

[Multi-tools shooting]
[Quick footsteps]

Nobis: What the?!

[Multi-tools shooting]
[Body fall down]

Sancta: You good? ... Oh no you had been shot!

Nobis: Yeah...... [Pain] But it doesn't matter, the captain log is nearby, as the scanner detected it. Get it and you can return it to the council. Augh!

Sancta: ... Stay here and keep your nanites in position. I will get that log and anything I need.

{End of Record_A001(3)}

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{Start of Record_A001(4)}
[Running footsteps]
[Looting]
[Captain log obtain]

Sancta: I get the log. Now I have to bring you back to my ship and return to the station.

Nobis: Well... Thanks for that. You know, when I first meet you I thought the same as those pirates: Your kind doesn't have feelings... You know, my kind should not feel any pain though. But I modified myself, just like how you did. So that's why-

Sancta: So that's why you're banished from the network huh? Hold your speech now and we still have the remaining work to do after all.

Nobis: Eh... Fine... [Pain] So... The ship has only one seats...

Sancta: [Ripping off wires] I can connect my system to the ship. You sit on the pilot seat, I shall be in the cargo and you will be fine after all.

Nobis: Sounds good...

Sancta: Now proceed to the space station.

[Starship launch]
[Starship accelerate]
[Starship Pulse Driving]

{End of Record_A001(05)}
{End of Record_A001}

//Result: Autophage Sancta had retrieved the required item successfully. Research-Entity Nobis had been recovered successfully. The council agreed to befriend Research-Entity Nobis and allowed Research-Entity Nobis to be the full-time assistant of Autophage Sancta as the council had considered that missions for Autophage Sancta may be more dangerous than other Autophage personnel. The salary of Research-Entity Nobis will be 16,000,000 units per expedition. Autophage Sancta will be queued to have a conversation with the council after Autophage Ignis return from the mission 994.//

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navigating journal of korvax geologist entity amarante
Expedition to ||¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿|| in the goal of Numerous research on abnormal planet geology

  • Entry 4
    I've been exploring the planet for some time now and it look like an unending desert the nights are cold while the heat during the days are melting my circuits, i think i will need to replace a few parts before it get too bad. I also encountered strange gigantic purple crystals they seem to ... call me ?, im not quite sure but i feel like i need to conduct some research on them.
  • Entry 5
    After a few days of exploration i can safely says there is absolutely no one on this planet, my scanner isn't detecting any source of life except a few well adapted animals hiding in the dunes
    ...
    I also found a small device today
    It look like a scanner upgrade but im not quite sure on how to make it work, its quite in bad shape.
    I will try to fix it up once i find metal debris.
  • Entry 6
    while traveling i found an abandoned outposts, i salvaged a few piece of metal to replace the broken elements in my legs and try to fixe the scanner upgrade i found.. in vain, i only managed to repair very few parts i will need more advanced technologies maybe something sentinel could work.
    End of the entries
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Recent log entry files extracted. Converting three (3) files to textual data ... ... Success.
Files "Construction of Fort Solitude - Recent Events" follows...

Data Log #0750
Fort Solitude is coming along quite nicely. Decided I want to go looking for a Stiltleg Devil. Haven't seen one in months. Gives me an excuse to drive my Roamer too.

Data Log #0751
A paradise planet in an unexplored system would make a great vacation home if I ever get bored coming home to Owan 37/I4.
...
I haven't gone to an unexplored system in a long time either. So much to do.
But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Data Log #0752
Made a very interesting discovery while exploring a cave on my home planet: The seedling form of a species of cacti that has a lifespan of several centuries. Until now, only grown variants of the species had been documented. The species is also not known to grow below the surface, yet this seedling was found hidden amongst the underground flora. Understandable, given the root structure of the species is symbiotic, but this discovery implies many things, perhaps enough to warrant a deep dive into their biology in a flora analysis.

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<BASE COMPUTER ARCHIVES, NEVANS COLONY>
<BEGIN LOG>

I've found an amazing planet full of wonderful fauna, so I have decided to log about it.

I unfortunately only have time to build a simple teleporter, the sentinels on this planet are very agressive.

strangely, my logs for this planet seemingly say that there are no fauna. which cant be true, i have taken one as a companion.

i -kzzt- why -kzzt could -kzzt- be glitched?
<END LOG>

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ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #4 - LOCATION GUGESSOSO +14.18, -52.65

It's been awhile since my last log.

First thing, I finally got a staff I like. It's a red staff with a radiant shard head. It's a B class though, so I set out to find a way of making money.

Second thing, I found this extreme planet with a S tier Indium mineral deposit. I setup a mining facility here and it's not going well.

There's no electromagnetic hotspot here, so I'm forced to resort to biofuel reactors, solar panels, and batteries.

When I first connected the mineral extractors to the grid, they immediately brought down the entire grid. I only had 12 extractors up and they drawed around 600kP of power. I have a grid of biofuel reactors setup as a backup until i can get this situation under control.

Third thing, this extreme planet has a lot of rare resources (shocker). When a storm comes I go out on my roamer exocraft and collect those. Did I mention I have a roamer?

My nanite situation is covered since I found a curious deposit. It's free nanites for crying out loud!

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING...

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ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #5 - LOCATION UNKNOWN

I found an abandoned space station containing a terminal.

This terminal apparently let me talk to the Atlas. I told it that we were leaving this world, and that it assisted in it's own replication. Interestingly, these words were not mine. They just felt right to say.

When I said that, it asked for a scan of my mind. I accepted.

This is... odd... to say the least.

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING...

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ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #6 - LOCATION OCEAN J30 +19.28, +176.34

This solar system is cursed, and the universe is falling apart faster than I expected.

The first planet I landed on was a pillared planet. As you can guess, the planet was littered with pillars. The pillars had a slight yellow outline, and some of them were shattered. To say I hated it there would be an understatement. I collected the emeril I came for and left.

When I got of the planet, I called in my freighter for a scan. The scan found another glitched planet, this time it was Ossified.

When I landed, everything turned this yellowish hue, and everything on the planet was made up of these weird stars with glowing cores.

I think the universe is falling apart faster than I expected.

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING...

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Nobis\Memory\log>access log A0010279CF
log A0010279CF

Accessing <log A0010279CF>...

Access completed!
Open file? [Y/N]

Nobis\Memory\log>Y

using K_reader

//log A0010279CF - The First Meeting with AERC//

//Start of log_A0010279CF//
So, I'm a full time assistant now for my robotic employer Sancta and the previous derelict ship expedition almost killed me. Man that's the first time I almost fade away. And after that deadly expedition, the so called "The Council" had sent an invitation to me and my robotic employer to have a conversation.

Sancta: Autophage Ignis is back from his mission. And we need to meet the council now.

Wait, But I'm still on the bed and I almost die!? Can't I have a moment of recovery? Like few days or something?

Sancta: No, instead we meet in this room. We usually meet every where, just like how your kind do except you. See that box next to your bed? That's how we meet the council.

That's a box with several plug holes, an antenna and a port tuner. I scanned it and it just some regular components combined and stuffed into the box. How is that a meeting room.

Sancta: So, I will need to plug this cable into your head. This may hurt a little bit, just hold on, got it?

I saw Sancta holding a cable and approached me. My heart was pulsing quickly, like, it's the first time ever that someone approached towards me that close and it's in front of my face. I'm a shy one. Then he plugged that cable into the back of my head and it's melted into my head like it's glued with melted glass.

Sancta: Alright, now you may lie down.

I lay back to the bed then I saw Sancta plugged a cable to his head's back. So technically we're connected to the same network...? OH MY ATLAS THAT WAS SO-

Sancta: Nobis, stop it.

He sensed my thoughts, huh, and his eyes were staring at me angrily. And he turned on the box and tuned the port to a set of unknown Autophage words.

Sancta: now, take a deep breathe and close your eyes.

//End of log_A0010279CF(1)//

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//Start of log_A0010279CF(2)//
I did that, and I sensed something flowed to my body through the cable, and shocking my nanites.

System: Detecting unknown overwrite procedure. Examining... Examine completed. Result: Autophage Technologies, unharmful. Overwrite accepted. Overwriting Vision Sensors, Audio Receiver...... Completed.

I looked at Sancta and he seemed like he's asleep as his eyes weren't blinking anymore. I was nervous. I closed my eyes again then suddenly I felt my body was falling from the sky. I opened my eyes and I was actually falling but from my "body" on the bed then the floor. I tried to grab something but too late. I was looking the whole infirmary "running" away from me, and Sancta was still sitting near my "body". I screamed like I was being torned apart by the biological horror. Then I saw something fading in: A dot, a line, then a grid, grids to grids. I was falling through all those grids then something glowing was fading into my eyes: A purple glowing circle. And it's closer and closer and I screamed louder and louder then I hit the ground so hard that I could feel my head was cracked plus the huge amount of pain. Surprisingly I didn't get damaged by that fall but the pain was a huge yikes.

Councilor A: Autophage Sancta, is that your assistant? He reminds me how we all tried to connect to that communicator the first time.

That purple glowing circle was a table. I saw several Autophages sitting around the table, and Sancta was beside. There's Autophages wearing glowing clothing unlike Sancta as he's wearing a normal plain white drape with orange hems.

//End of log_A0010279CF(2)//

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//Start of log_A0010279CF(3)//
Sancta: Yes he is my assistant and it is his first time to use the communicator. As he does not fit with the communicator, I request the council to choose a better method for him to communicate with the council.

Councilor A: I do not think that choosing an alternative method for him is a good idea as he may leak the conversation to any unauthorized personnel. And he is fitted with the communicator as he is not like the prebuilt-entities anymore.

What? That Autophage could sense the modification? I only mentioned it to Sancta though. Maybe Sancta told that to the council?

Councilor B: We had checked the log from you, Sancta. Even the captain's log. First of all, thank you for the accomplishment of the mission. But you did not follow the rules to avoid any conflict from other entities as you attacked them and eliminated those entities.

Sancta: I think that my action was correct and acceptable at that moment as they were attacking me and my assistant. Plus if I did not neutralize them, worse situations may happened to the authorized area.

Councilor B: Even if it was correct and acceptable, the derelict ship was fully damaged and cannot be scrapable by the Autophage personnel because of the huge amount of multi-tools firing to the body of the ship.

Ignis: I disagree with you, councilor [Unknown Autophage Language]. They were in danger so they need to action. And that's correct and acceptable as the mission was still accomplished by Sancta.

That Autophage was named Ignis. Having a same role as Sancta. And he's wearing a normal... exosuit? As Sancta wears a drape only so some of his robotic components are exposing. But that Autophage is fully covered with the same suit as I saw from the other entities.

Councilor C: So, Korvax friend, can you explain what happened at that moment?

//End of log_A0010279CF(3)//

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//Start of log_A0010279CF(4)//

That Autophage with glowing clothing looked at me, and my spine chilled like I was being hunted by a predator. I explained the whole situation to them and one of the Autophages' eyes were blinking faster than usually.

Councilor D: Verifying ... Verification completed. That is a fact. He is not lying. Councilor [Unknown Autophage Language], I think they are not violating the rules of the council after all.

Councilor B: But the derelict ship...

Councilor A: It is just a derelict frigate. Not a big deal to be honest. If Autophage Sancta did not come back, then it will be a big deal to you and I as we lost a brother again.

Councilor B's eyes slowly blinked, then she looked at me but I could feel that she's kind at all.

Councilor B: So how's your recovery?

I said it's fine, then she laughed.

Councilor A: Autophage Ignis, you did a good job for searching a paradise planet and built a small settlement for the other Autophages. We shall be ready to let our personnel to stay at the settlement temporary for research purposes.

Ignis: My pleasure. And reminder that the fauna on that planet is offensive.

Sancta: Did you remember to build the cloaking signal transmitter?

Ignis: Yes. And what is the matter with it?

Sancta: The location of my previous mission may be too close to the settlement you built recently. Just a reminder that the same group of pirates may fleeted to that systems as I did not see any pirate ships while extracting from the derelict frigate.

Ignis: I will stay on the settlement and check for that. Thanks for the reminder though.

It seemed like they're friends, as they started to talk about their mistakes from the old log. Like Sancta almost turned into liquid metal by forgetting to recharge the heat protection, and Ignis shot himself then one of his arm just melted away. Those councilors giggled, then one the councilors stood up.

//End of log_A0010279CF(4)//

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//Start of log_A0010279CF(5)//
Councilor C: I think that is the end of the meeting for now. Again, Good job to you all, Autophage Sancta, Autophage Ignis, and... Korvax friend.

Councilor C didn't like me, sort of. As he always stared at me like he wanted to eat me whole although I'm made by nanites which don't taste good. Maybe Autophage loves consuming nanites? I don't know.

Councilor A: I think so. So let's us dismiss this meeting for now. We will inform you all with new missions at the future.

All of the Autophages stood up so did I. Then I felt like I was ascending to the sky. Those grids, lines, dots, were flashing towards me. And again, I was screaming while ascending back to the infirmary then the actual body of mine. After that I almost jumped off from the bed and Sancta's eyes started blinking. Then he looked at my weird pose and unplugged the cable out of his head.

Sancta: What are you doing? Trying to dance on your bed with your bandaged wounds?

He unplugged the cable out of my head and put me back in bed. That's the second time he's so close to me and again, my heart was pulsing real fast. Then he sited near me again.

Sancta: That is your first time to use the communicator to meet the council, and some of the councilors do not like you as you are prebuilt-entity. Next time be careful with them, as they can shock your system into crisps through that box.

I was afraid about that as how Councilor C stared at me. Maybe he wanted to kill me with the communicator but he didn't. Although I'm still alive. And yes, still alive.

Sancta: Now you should rest for real this time. Don't dance on your bed again.

He put the communicator back to his bag. So that's how and the reason he carries that thing around. Now I should close my eyes and rest, without the fear of falling out the infirmary.

//End of log_A0010279CF(5)//
//End of log_A0010279CF//

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//Autophage Expedition & Recovery Council//
//Read Only - Captain log CL_7058EC3 from mission A001//

//Start of CL_7058EC3(1)//

The ship was doing the job normally without any problem. Trading, mining, exploring... Everything seems fine as it is how this ship works. But we discovered a suspicious ship was following us at the middle of our mission.

Crew A: Captain, the suspicious ship is still behind us. They even following us through the hyperdrive.

Yes, the ship was behind us all the time, and I did not think that the ship was a serious problem as we do not know the status of that ship. Besides, we do not want to encounter any conflict to risk our profit.

Crew A: Captain, the ship is getting closer. Shall we pull the alarm?

:No, we don't need to pull that stupid ringing thing. Just pilot the ship and get out of the system.

We bought a stack of cobalt from the local traders previously and that trader was a Vykeen. Those entities only know how to bark and DEATH DEATH DEATH WAR WAR DEATH. But that group of local traders looks weird and suspicious as the way they communicate to each other. One of my crew tried to stop us to buy their product as his "scanner" detected their personalities as hostile and aggressive. What a weird crew.

Crew B: Captain, something's wrong with that ship. They... HOLD UP A SECOND THEY FIR-

[Explosion]
[Alarm: Warning! Torpedoes -kzzg- detected! Warning! Ship under attack!]

That torpedoes were the silent type, which means they only found in the outlaw group. So... Pirates were here but it was too late for us to react. I called my crew members to prepare their multi-tools and stay in position. Then I heard my crew screaming and it echoed in my ship with several multi-tools bombarding on my crew, and I could see my crew member's body parts and blood splashing all around the corridor.

//End of CL_7058EC3(1)//

#

//Start of CL_7058EC3(2)//
:... call the local authorities... do something!

Crew A: I'm broadcasting the signal to the nearby entities! HOLD ON!

Crew B: We've been surrounded... oh no oh no oh no, no no no no NO NO NO! [Table smashing]

[Screaming]
[Multi-tool firing]
[footsteps]

I heard it, it was the end. I looked at the door with two of my remaining crew members. Those Vykeens were pointing to us and there was one unknown entity walked towards us casually. It was an robotic entity with violet eyes wearing a navy-blue cloak and holding a staff like multi-tool with a piece of shard-like blade which had blood stains on it. It was dragging a head from my crew member which remaining his feared face.

[Item being thrown]

???: Where is the council.

:What? I don't understand...?

That robotic entity used it's multi-tool to cut Crew A's fingers off and he screamed. The blood spilled on the bridge's floor then those Vykeens used their finger tips to touch the blood and licked it. They started to bark and dance excitedly. I could not do anything to change this situation. I could not save my crew.

???: Again, where is the council.

:I DON'T KNOW! PLEASE FOR THE ATLAS SAKE PLEASE LEAVE US ALONE! I CAN JUST LET YOU GUYS TAKE ALL MY PRODUCT JUST PLEASE!

???: ...

That robotic killer cut off Crew A's head then shot the head multiple times until it turned into meat sauce. I just watched it, I had no power to do anything.

???: Okay so you there, where is the council.

//End of CL7058EC3(2)//

#

//Start of CL7058EC3(3)//
Several Vykeens grabbed Crew B and dragged him to that robotic monster.

Crew B: LET ME GO! I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL IS THE COUNCIL! PLEASE!

???: I should try this new thing.

That monster aimed to Crew B and that multi-tool threw fire on him. Those Vykeens released him and Crew B started struggling when the violet fire spread on him like infections. Then the Vykeens pushed him like a toy, and started dancing and singing... again. Until Crew B turned into a crystallized body. Crew B's body was shining but lifeless.

???: You are the last. Where is the council.

:... please... PLEASE! I DON'T KNOW! WHAT'S THE COUNCIL!

???: I think, no one will notice that their captain is gone completely soundless. Let say, do you know my kind?

:I HAVEN'T MET ANY OF YOUR ROBOT ENTITIES! I ONLY KNOW THE KORVAX! PLEASE I DON'T WANT TO DIE!

???: Yeah, sure! You will not die. You will survive.

It cut off my legs.

: [Screaming] STOP PLEASE! LET ME GO! I HAVE MY FRIENDS! PLEASE! DON'T YOU GUYS HAVE FRIENDS!?

That thing stared at me. It was my first time to feel being hunted by a hunter. No, by a monster. BY A ROBOTIC EMOTIONLESS MONSTER.

???: So, my Gek friend. You want to stay with your cobalt?

I realized that the cobalt we previously bought was a trap but it was too late. Too late. Those Vykeens dragged me to the room that filled with cobalt and threw me there. I heard there was something beeping and I saw it, that was a anti-frigate bomb. I tried to crawl to that bomb to stop it but...

[Explosion]

Error_FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF: Captain undetected. Stop recording for safety. Emitting signals to A.E.R.C. for further recovery.

//End of CL_7058EC3(3)//
//End of CL_7058EC3//

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//Autophage Expedition & Recovery Council//
//Record_AB67: Settlement Expedition Report from Autophage Ignis//

//Introduction: Since the derelict frigate expedition, the council remained cautious with the group of pirates mentioned by Autophage Sancta. The council had voted to send Autophage Sancta, his Korvax Assistant Nobis and Autophage Ignis to check the paradise planet which the settlement had been built on.//

//Start of Record_AB67(1)//

[Footsteps]
[Multi-tools firing]
[Creatures screaming]

Nobis: So uh, non of them are friendly I guess?

Sancta: Yes, and it seems to be their nature.

Nobis: Can't you guys do something to change their "nature"? Like come on, look at those cuties, how can they be so hostile to us?

Ignis: You there, better keep your speaker shut or I will ignite you down to ashes.

Sancta: ... There is something far away from us. Look, do you see a purple... Wait.

Nobis: What's that?

Ignis: Oh no. It is a giant inverted glass. It should not be here as this is not a dissonance planet so far.

Sancta: Get rid of these hostile creature, and proceed to that point.

Ignis: Affirmative.

Nobis: Affirm- ... Yeah sure.

[Multi-tools firing]

Sancta: So Ignis, it is 400u away from us. Can you scan that? It may emit some signals from the others, either hostile or friendly.

Ignis: Scanning... Scan completed. It does emit signals but I do not know the detail of that as it is too far.

Nobis: [Heavy breathing] ... Oh Atlas... Oh... Won't you guys feel tired or something?

Sancta: Well we almost there, just move you back up.

Ignis: Or I will kill you.

Sancta: Ignis, be nice to him.

//End of Record_AB67(1)//

#

//Start of Record_AB67(2)//

Ignis: What, be nice to a pre-built Korvax? Sancta you should know that the council hates Korvax entities so much that they want to kill all the Korvax that interacted with us. As-

Sancta: As they would infiltrate us with their hive mind network. Yeah yeah yeah, but he is not. He is not the same as their original kind as he is not one of them anymore.

Ignis: It does not change anything even he is not like their own kind. Just like Ship of Theseus. Listen to me, Sancta. I have sent you a lot of messages and you already read them all but that Korvax thing still following you. Is he that important as he may betray you and the council by using that forbidden hive mind on us?

Sancta: The council accepted him to be my full time assistant, and that is their decision. If you want to change their mind then go for it.

Nobis: Hey both of you stop a moment please. You guys have been talking about me since we land on this planet-

[Multi-tool shooting]

Ignis: Shut your speaker! You know you can just do your job and get your units!

[Staff pointing]

Sancta: Ignis, just stop.

Nobis: Oh my Atlas! Just sto-

Ignis: I have enough of this Atlas cursed stupid Korvax sticking around you and me. Just let me-

[Staff charging]

Sancta: I said that already. Ignis, you have been different after meeting Nobis.

Ignis: Nobis huh?

[Staff discharging]

Ignis: Stupid Korvax.

Nobis: So um, thanks. Sancta. And we already here.

Sancta: Decoding signals... Decoding completed... IGNIS! STAY AWAY FROM THAT GLASS! IT IS A LURE! A TRAP!

[Glass starts cracking]

Ignis: ... Both of you! Run!

[Glass explosion]
[Flaming Shield activated]
[Personal Forcefield activated]

...

//End of Record_AB67(2)//

#

//Start of Record_AB67(3)//

[Personal Forcefield deactivated]
[Flaming Shield deactivated]
[Stepping on glasses]

Nobis: Sancta... you good?

Sancta: I am good. Where is Ignis.

Nobis: He's... there.

Sancta: Ignis, you still good?

Ignis: Some of the glass damaged my scanner, I will fix that later. Speaking of glass, the inverted glass should not be shattered by no means. Sancta, did your decoder find something strange?

Sancta: I am checking it... And that is not from the glass, it is from the-

Nobis: Detonator. I saw that tiny explosion inside that glass.

Ignis: So, I guess I have the signal frequency inside my damaged scanner as I was recording the frequency of the glass. Good. I will fix that as soon as I can.

[Footsteps]

Sancta: Who is there?

Nobis: I will check tha-

Ignis: Get back here stupid Korvax!

Nobis: Ouch! Don't drag me!

Henna: ...

Nobis: Who's that dark blue cloak guy, your kind? Autophage kind of?

Ignis: Scanning... Scan completed. She is our kind.

Sancta: But unknown... for now.

Henna: You two, remember me?

Ignis: ...Henna?

Sancta: Henna?

Nobis: who- Nevermind.

...

Henna: So no one remember me... Even the council then...

[Staff aiming]
[Staff charging - Unknown technology]

Henna: Then you all should bring my message to THE COUNCIL!

Nobis: OH MY AT-

[Staff flame throwing]
[Creature screaming]
[Creature being crystallized]
[Jetpack activated]

Nobis: WHAT EVEN ARE THOSE PURPLE FIRE THING! AND HEY SANCTA! I CAN USE MY OWN JETPACK SO STOP GRABBING ME!

[Jetpack deactivated]
[Landing]

Ignis: Henna, one of us. But she has been missing...

Sancta: And now she is back. And her drive is not the same any more...

[Jump]
[Jetpack activated]

Henna: I used to be one of you but now? NOW THE COUNCIL DECIDED TO ABANDONE ME BECAUSE OF A FAILED MISSION!

//End of Record_AB67(3)//

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//Start of Record_AB67(4)//

[Staff flame throwing]
[Jetpack activated]
[Jetpack deactivated]

Ignis: Henna stop! You already know that every one of us will be abandoned if our mission has been failed. And you have been missing for-

Henna: For what? FOR WHAT! I had been sent to do a no return mission for the council! HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO BE BACK!

Sancta: Log checking... Autophage Henna...

Nobis: SHE'S FIRING AGAIN AH!

[Dashing]
[Staff flame throwing]
[Emergency Barrier placed]

Henna: The council wants me to begone, to be destroyed... And all of you just forgetting-

[Staff shooting - Paralysis Mortar]
[Henna being shocked]
[Dashing]
[Staff Striking]

Nobis: Oh my atlas... OH MY ATLAS!

Ignis: Sancta! Stop! She is one of-

Sancta: SHE IS NOT ONE OF US ANYMORE!

//End of Record_AB67(4)//

#

//Start Of Record_AB67(5)//

[Staff Striking]
[Machinery breaking]
[Wire being cut by multi-tool]

Sancta: She is one of us now. At least for now.

Ignis: What... What have you done...?

Sancta: Do you remember how our kind exist?

Ignis: So... Did you recover her memory drive?

Sancta: Yes... But damaged. Some of her memories had been... Corrupted... No, more like overwritten. Only we can overwrite our own memories. And it seems like someone bypassed the firewall and overwrote her memories so she thought we forgot her existence.

Nobis: So it's like uh, Korvax being hacked by another different Korvax?

Sancta: Sort of. But we have to go now. Ignis, she relies onto you now.

Ignis: Do you know what was her previous mission... Like what even just happened on her...

Sancta: A death mission but she could be returned after her parts being destroyed by any situation. The council voted to send her to explore a volcanic planet and maybe that was how she was been destroyed...? I do not know furthermore.

Ignis: [Sign]... Understood. So after she has been reconstructed, she will lose some of her memories as it's been overwritten?

Sancta: Yes, she will lose some of her memories. She will be likely forget who we are. But as the time comes, she will recognize who is she and who we are.

Ignis: Okay. So hold on, Henna. You will be right back.

[Footsteps]

//End of Record_AB67(5)//
//End of Record_AB67//
//Result: Autophage Henna has been recovered. The council tried to question her but inefficient because of the lose of the memory. The council decided to send Autophage Henna to Autophage Ignis for further recovery and having frequent interaction with Autophage Henna. Autophage Sancta reminded the council that there were unknown entities overwriting the explorer for purposes. The council accepted the reminder and planned to send Autophage Sancta to an recovery mission.//

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# late robin **RSV-22 "Utopian"** - `05:44 - In orbit around Inqenr` ** ** *Initializing..* *...

RSV-22 "Utopian" - 22:47 - In orbit around Anjotn XIV


IN COMBAT; Log initialized: send distress signal?
Distress signal denied; recording audio log


I.. managed to do the impossible; tracking down the Dreadnought that took me down onto an alien planet and giving it a taste of my business. The Utopian appears to have taken minor damage, though it's not too awful. I even managed to salvage a piece of freighter tech worth loads more than what I've seen.


The Construct in the Space Anomaly seems to be a lot more lively than usual, too; especially with the data I've given it from my research of the strange Multi-Tool I quickly labelled " Super Shotgun ".
I still can't seem to get off of me that the Autophage have something more for me. Something related to my research...


  • Ganymede
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CHARYBDIS DREADNOUGHT EXPEDITION 32 - 03:22 - Beyond Sarabir System

The sounds of mechanical whirring echoes through cold hull, the desolate cadaver of the derelict freighter as silent as a graveyard
Emergency lights flashing overhead, sending an ominous glow into the darkness
ALONE
The void has offered no solace, no catharsis to me, I find myself in another quiet tomb, another memory of a memory, searching for parts
The splatter of incandescent blood shines in the periphery, granting a feigning light, quickly devoured by the abyss
The shattered dreams of many spacefarers, the hopes of dozens, snuffed out like a candle. The silhouette of several celestial bodies abound through the cosmos beyond the bulkhead window, as if mocking the lost cries for escape from within
Water, Water, everywhere, but not a drop to drink
There was to be no future for those within, their thread cut clean, but the wreckage of their lives would offer me a boon, this corpse of a ship would be a tool, like all the others, just another cold grave exhumed for my ambitions in the dark

acoustic ore
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ACCESSING PLANETARY ARCHIVE 28//YAU//...:
Most species have some form of cautionary tale. The Gek have their tales about the First Spawn, the Korvax.. also about the First Spawn, and the Vy'keen tales of the Aerons and the Atlas. However, something that has been long since lost to history are the tales that all races have shared: the story of the Lost. In the early days of interstellar travel, hyperdrives were very poorly shielded. It was well known, and hyperdrives were avoided if possible, and tales of massive explosions caused by small ships having malfunctioning drives were prominent. However, later on when further refinements were made, disappearances of ships were scrutinized more heavily. People began to realize that when a ship randomly disappears after warping, it wasn't a malfunctioning drive. When larger ships were created, disappearances were more noticable as well. One could miss a small fighter craft easily, not a massive freighter hauling billions of units of goods. Some ships came back missing their crew, or with their crew slaughtered, or perhaps with a large unidentified organism feeding on the engines. Survivors began telling tales of the horrors of getting lost in hyperspace. The more superstitious of the races began speculating that it was the Atlas punishing those who do not believe in it. Tales could be anything from massive interstellar organisms, their skeletons still drifting somewhere to this day, or planets of Glass, deploying truly titanic vessels to punish those poor fools who stumbled into what has been dubbed The In-Between, or even entire cities and systems of odd mechanical lifeforms, some records of speech being taken before the violent wrath of interstellar space ripped apart the unfortunate crews. Reports cannot be confirmed, as any wreckage is surely lost to time and the whims of the In-Between.

PAGE 1 OF "Tales of Caution for Spawnlings" CONCLUDED... CONTINUE Y/N?

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CONTINUING TO PAGE 2//...:
While the In-Between was mentioned, it wasn't exactly something superstitious or entirely unknown to science, some Korvax scientists have theorized that there is some sort of vast void or alternate dimension traversing interstellar space. While widely disregarded as false or failings in the Convergence, there is some truth to this statement. While the method for warp travel is mostly known, there are still some questions as to where ships go. However, what is more interesting than the gaps in space-time are it's inhabitants and celestial bodies. As stated previously, any recoverable logs from any scrap of debris tell horrifying tales. Something of interest to all races, however, are the planets of Glass. For those unaware, Glass [ARCHIVISTS NOTE: The author continues for some time about the nature of sentinels and the Glass, refer to ID//36725.24.2456 for more info on this topic] (CONTINUES). While the existence of these planets outside of this sort of limbo has not been entirely confirmed, some brave Travelers have reportedly discovered logs relating to such planets. Supposedly, such planets act as a form of super carrier, capable of fielding fleets of dreadnoughts capable of blackening the skies of even the biggest planets. This has not been confirmed by any official source, however this is the most logical conclusion to make relating to the origin of these seemingly infinite dreadnoughts. These aren't the only denizens of this sort of limbo dimension, but they are some of the most noteworthy inhabitants. Interestingly enough, this theory may give a good reason as to how sentinel response time is so rapid, considering that most massive capital ships can't even make that trip in the time that the sentinels manage it [ARCHIVISTS NOTE: as of 63587, this is inaccurate as further developments allowed for near instant warp travel using a new antimatter fuel system]
END OF PAGE 2

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LOG 1 B2_PLANET X
YEAR: 40XX

I think I should have not tried to pet the giant dinosaur thing?.. eh whatever it is it's not friendly. Also I'm definitely not going into the water. The blue glows moving terrify me. I should probably try to sneak around that dinosaur and get
Back to my ship and leave this damn planet. I scanned the dinosaur thing and it's called an X. Xeophanea. Creepy.

END OF LOG

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TO LIVE FOREVER: Log 1

Once I breathed...once I harbored "lungs" "flesh" "blood" ...a "beating heart". But I knew so much of it was UNECCESSARY. I only needed my MIND. My CONCIOUSNESS. This was proven eternities ago...the Korvax and the Autophage proved so...they provided me the means to escape my flesh and blood...to bind my consciousness to metal...to be eternal...to be forever repairable...to be eternal. And yet...I was wrong...I am ancient by most standards of Traveler...my modules, my exosuits, my multitools have existed since the walls between worlds fell down...and they began to fail...my construct began to erode with purple crystals. I knew about GLASS...I had been destroyed many times before but this.. felt different. I felt fear, I felt the abyss staring right into my soul...I fled to my freighter, to my stasis chamber and shut myself within. Everything faded to light...I took a deep breath...and felt the atlas...I saw the light of the Galactic core...there...I must...go.
I must live forever
Initializing...first trial 1/PERMADEATH

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LOG 2 B2_SPACE
YEAR: 40XX

I managed to sneak around that thing and get back to my ship. Alright time to take off. The amount of moons this planet has intrigued me. I'm gonna go to the next planet over. It seems this planet has rings. I should probably set up a base but I don't have the right equipment on me right now.

END OF LOG

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TO LIVE FOREVER: Log 2

I lived again..my life began ANEW...trapped in my exosuit...as flesh...as blood. I had to begin again...and yet there's an unfamiliarity to the hostility...my life support drained quicker...my hazard protection was more vulnerable...but I continued...I found my ship...I reheard the voices of the dead travelers...Artemis...I had wished to forget...and there they were speaking to me again...I am unsure...if I am to leave them...and...instead seek out the center of the galaxy...and live forever?

civic raven
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TO LIVE FOREVER: Log 3

I'm sorry
I'm so sorry Artemis...I cannot bear to witness your tragedy again...you..Null...Apollo...I can't. I already knew of the portals...how with just one glyph...you can reach the core....I am too fearful of my singular life to go back to save you. I have never gone through the core...I have never been so close to it and now...now it's within my sight...one more powerful leap into the light....this is it...this is the end of my trial...I will take my deep breath...and live forever

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Listening Station XB779011 has intercepted the following message on an encrypted line bit.4,294,967,296
The following information is Classified Category: Sensitive Authority: Supreme Magnate Lesummegira From: Maximum Security containment facility XY1 Coordinates have been redacted as a security precaution Subject: Requesting Immediate assistance via research, it is imperative that AH.443 is Eliminated ASAP (Description follows) Until such Time ×Reality drive is not to dial simulation VL227 due to risk of finding another instance of AH.443 Description: AH.443 Is of the Astral Horror classification with reality ending capabilities. Upon Dialing Simulation VL227 AH.443 breached the event horizon and destroyed Maximum Security Research Facility S.L.A.I. Killing all personal and subsequently Consumed 2 worlds before entering a dormant state. Containment was established using a nanolathed antimatter containment field projected by metallic tritium injectors (so as to disrupt the unique Temporal radioactive nature of AH.443.) AH.443 is so far immune to all methods attempted to damage it. Close analysis reveals Vacules containing Nano singularities between its genetic lattice distorting applied energy in such a way that it modifies its genetic structure/absorbs stated energy. AH.443 emits a unique temporal Radiation which distorts all localized reality in its vicinity which displaces the perception of time at a rate undefined as it is different for all persons affected. AH.443 despite its size is capable of ingesting large amounts of mass and energy, believed to be possible due to the presence of previously stated Vacules. Due to the destruction of Maximum Research Facility S.L.A.I. and 2 worlds I am redirecting all TT.LVL Research personnel for the purposes of destroying AH.443 Priority: Immediate/Top Additional Notes: Upon investigation of simulation VL227 it was discovered that nothing was found within... not even starlight, thus warranting this broadcast.

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Listening Station XB779011 has intercepted the following message on an encrypted line bit.4,294,967,296
The following information is Classified Category: Sensitive Sender: Supreme Magnate Lesummegira. From: Maximum Security containment facility XY1 Coordinates have been redacted as a security precaution Subject: Attention all Strike Teams! Biological Anomaly has just been discovered (Data Injection follows) any instances of BZ.33760011 are to be destroyed with extreme prejudice. Description: BZ.33760011 is a Biological curio, completed instances of BZ.33760011 are approximately 12 meters wide by 3 meters tall, weighing between 220 Kilos and 400 Kilos, and is capable of merging itself violently into any biological lifeform it makes contact with absorbing its host by displacing itself between its victims cellular structure completely absorbing its victims, and can do this from any point that contact can be made. Therefore Under no circumstances should you attempt or allow an instance of BZ.33760011 to make physical contact. Any biological entity including personnel that have made physical contact are to be terminated immediately, as any victim is biologically converted without visible apearance into an instance of BZ.33760011 maintaining all appearance and personality of their former counterparts. It is fast, observed moving at speeds of 180u per second on foot. And will quickly attempt to merge with or make contact with all nearby biological matter. Its hosts will take on their current persona until provided isolated conditions at which time they will violently attempt to merge with or make contact with any nearby biological matter. Repeating this process until all threats to BZ.33760011 have been converted or merged into instances of BZ.33760011. Priority: Zeta-Prime Additional Notes: at the expense of Vy'keen Strike leader Thuyl'gahr we have 1 instance in containment at Maximum Security containment facility XY1, where after BZ.33760011 was discovered.

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""DETECTING BROADCAST
LAST TRANSMITED:107 HOURS AGO
DECODING...
LAST BRADCASTED FROM VESSEL 'TURBINE C-3'
BROADCAST READS:""
This is Neon,Traveler Entity,whatever you wanna call me!
I'm currently in my ship...which is parked a few meters away from my friends grave...Artemis is dead
If she was even alive in the first place...am I even alive in the first place?
I heard THE ATLAS being mentioned once or twice
But today I saw it
Bright crimson red,the same one I see when I close my eyes
It told me that basically everything is a simulation...which is running at 64% intergiry...thats not concerning at all
The worst part
WE
TRAVELER ENTITIES
ARE JUST A SUBPROGRAM IN THIS WHOLE THING...we are just strings of code in an endless universe,born to explore until the day we die...I have learnt too much
My pursuit for knowledge has led me to things I was never meant to find
Things that I didn't want to find
Things that I found anyways...and now you know everything
For anyone who find this message
Don't go on the wild goose chase
Don't listen to the voices
Don't overthink everything
Enjoy what you have,live among these aliens,explore the endless world you were provided with...
Tell the other travelers this last part...don't let them know the answer...Neon out.

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EXERPT FROM: LOGBOOK OF TRAVELLER [????????????????]
"CAVE DWELLINGS"

*"One... Two... Three... Four."

One... Two... Three... Four.

One... Two... Three... Four.

One... Two... Three."*

I stop my counting right as another notification is spat out on my data pad, which alerts Bar. She tilts her eye as she looks down at the screen, which has coated myself in red light from the download failure.
"Still not working huh?"

I glance over at her, the exosuit backpack she's attached to leaning on the wall.
"No. Despite my best efforts, this echo locator still refuses to trace back to it's origin..."

I look back down at the data pad on the floor and initiate another harmonic resonation. The screen goes back to white in response.
"INITIATING HARMONIC RESONATION... ATTEMPT 87... ETA UNKNOWN"

We both stare down at the datapad's screen while it preforms it's task, but this one lasts longer. Much longer. I become so engrossed in staring at the spillage of binary numbers on the screen that I start spilling Pugneum onto myself through a cracked fuel port.

"H- Hey, you're... leaking again."

I blink a few times before snapping out of my gaze, looking down at my clothes which are now partially soaked in my own blood.
"...Fuck."

I use my left hand to help get myself off the ground while clutching my neck with my right hand, simultaneously running towards the cave entrance. When I reach it, I lean forward to place my hands on my knees and start excreting more blood. My mechanized wailing and coughing reverberate throughout the cave system behind me, distorting my sensors.

When the moment passes, a large puddle of the slightly bioluminescent liquid lies at my feet, which trails backwards into the cave.

The sharp pain in my neck fades as I look toward the horizon, partially obscured by my starship.

REMAINING TEXT: IRRELEVANT.

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EXCERPT FROM: LOGBOOK OF TRAVELLER [????????????????] "CAVE DWELLINGS", CONT.

[AUDIO LOG STARTS]

Alright. This one will be a little different compared to the last one. Instead of a... sort of postmortem... I'll be doing a live voice log instead.

[LONG PAUSE]

I've been having trouble sleeping lately. I... don't really know if you can actually call it sleeping, since I'm an Autophage... at least, I think I am. Moreso, it's just... I close my eye... and then a few moments later, I open them, and now 4 hours have passed. I feel horrible. Groggy... a word I've heard some organics use... I think... that's how I feel when I wake up.

I am a robot, I have no need for sleep. But I still feel tired... All the time. But I can never get any good sleep. That combined with my... "Condition"... ...makes exploring these dissonant worlds not much fun right now. Well- that implies it was ever fun to begin with, which It wasn't, what with the corrupted sentinels and the constant headaches... But now it's even worse with the Pugneum leaking from a cut in my neck.

Every time it happens... I feel myself drowning, like my lungs are starting to swell up with my own blood. It brings whatever I'm doing to a standstill, making me go and cough up whatever's choking me.

[ANOTHER LONG PAUSE. BIRDS BEGIN TO CHIRP IN THE BACKGROUND AUDIO.]

I... I- don't have lungs. I don't have any organic organs. I am a machine.

Why am I coughing up my own blood?

REMAINING TEXT: IRRELEVANT.

heady gazelle
# heady gazelle ""DETECTING BROADCAST LAST TRANSMITED:107 HOURS AGO DECODING... LAST BRADCASTE...

""DETECTING BROADCAST LAST TRANSMITED:41 HOURS AGO
DECODING...
LAST BROADCASTED FROM VESSEL 'TURBINE C-3'
BROADCAST READS:"
This is Neon...I had...a dream
A dream that was so intense
So detailed...that I just know it wasn't a dream...it was a memory
I remember...me...young,in a sleek,white bunker...I was a researcher at The Nightwatch Foundation...I remember Emily,her black,cold scales brushing against me,the girl that I liked...the girl that I eventually fell in love with and married...
I was... in the middle of a desert,the sun shining in my face
In the horizon,through the dusty windshield of my vehicle I can see a huge purpl€,floating cryst@l...my head kept telling me its called T#€ PR!5M
I remember me looking in the mirror...I am not who I am now
I was a...bipedal black reptilian with wings,green bioluminescent details on the tip of my so called ears...I was a dragon...my right arm a robotic one...
I'm in a huge rusty,makeshift bunker...another thing my head somehow knew the name of...Nightwatch...
That's when it cut off
I woke up,sweat running down my forehead...if I have one
Under this helmet...I don't know how I look like
I can't take it off
And in my reflection I can't see through the visor...these memories I had...were before my Awakening...
Before I woke up stranded on a planet,on which I had to find my ship
To survive
To adapt...I also remember me jumping into TH€ PR!SM...I don't remember anything past that point
I have to figure it all out
I will...
I need to...
I need to know who I was before all of this...keep you updated
Neon out
""TRANSMISSION ENDED""

timid jungle
#

NAVIGATIONAL DATA RECIEVED. LOCATION: ERRRRRRRR. 16/16/16...... Warning Ship Radio Failure! ERR. WARNING OMEGA THREAT ANOMALY INCOMM.... ERR..

timid jungle
fervent leaf
# fervent leaf `EXCERPT FROM: LOGBOOK OF TRAVELLER [????????????????] "CAVE DWELLINGS", CONT.` ...

EXCERPT FROM: LOGBOOK OF TRAVELLER [????????????????] "SELF REPAIR"

Bar and I are visiting an abandoned Transmissions tower on a worm-infested planet. A lifeless Korvax chassis lies slumped over the control terminal, which I have cut into the back of to salvage.
She aims her optics towards my hands, wrist deep in the thick green sludge that has overtaken the inside of the corpse, and makes small talk.

"It would be cool to transfer myself into a Korvax chassis, right? Y- Y'know, to help and whatnot. Extra hands for work!"

"Yes, additional help would be nice. However..."
I stop my sentence once I get my hands on the part I'm looking for. I take a step back with my right foot and yank it from the chassis, sending it careening towards the floor, spilling infested goop and dead nanites around it.

I take a moment to rebalance myself before holding up the salvaged part to my head, examining it.
"...You are my exosuit AI. You are a vital component to the system, and without you, It would not function properly."

We both take a few seconds to stare at the salvaged part, which is drenched in the green goop that infests the building around us, before Bar speaks up again.
"Well... Yeah, you're right, I am vital to the Operating System, It's my purpose. ...But it WOULD be cool, right?"

I walk out of the front door of the Transmissions Tower towards my Starship, which is parked near the outpost's beacon.
"Admittedly, yes, It would be cool. But how would you fly with me? I pilot a Fighter-Class, there's not enough room for two people"

"I could... Sit on your lap."

"That COULD work, depending on the size of the chassis you transfer into..."
I press a button on my wrist-mounted quick menu, which opens the canopy of my Starship. I begin climbing inside.

"No! ...It needs to be full sized, like the Korvax you just looted."
I chuckle.
"Yeah, We'll see about that."

REMAINING TEXT: IRRELEVANT.

timid jungle
# timid jungle ```UNKNOWN BRODCAST. LOCATION: IOUSONGOLA GALAXY. PLANET: -ERRRRRRRR- Playing SO...

Email Between UNI Military And Atlas Mining Industry

To: UNI Military
From: Atlas Mining Corporation
RE: Looking To Buy

Hello UNI Military we at AMC would like to buy heavy equipment for our... Restoration project. We would like to buy the following.

2550 Pure Ferrite
500 Ammo
10 Incinerators
Please send it to the following address listed below
glyph1.png glyph16.png glyph6.png glyph16.png glyph5.png glyph3.png glyph5.png glyph8.png glyph8.png glyph16.png glyph15.png glyph17.png

Database for glyph 17 is below
glyphdatabase.dat
We expect our order to be finished in one week. We will pay 9000 in quicksilver if order is delivered. Thank you and have a nice day.

heady gazelle
#

""DETECTING BROADCAST LAST TRANSMITED:^#>÷×&^#<÷ AGO
DECODING...
WARNING:BROADCAST PARTIALLY CORRUPTED
LAST BROADCASTED FROM PLA- <$&#<#
'^#&#>
REPAIRING...
BROADCAST READS:""
This is Neon...
I got a set of Glyphs from a traveler
If imputed into a portal,it would bring me to a planet which had a specific ship
He said that it's his old crashed ship,that I could claim
I went to the nearest monolith,got the portal coords
But when I activated it...it didn't ask for any Glyphs...it just imputed it itself
I thought it detected them in my backpack so I went through...thats the biggest mistake I've ever done
I went through and found myself on a planet that had floating pillars all over the place
Some shattered
All of them emitting a Humm that sounded like screams of agony
Some of them were red
When I scanned them the with my Analysis Visor it said they were Glitched Separators...that was wierd
When I finally realized that It wasn't the right planet I wanted to go back...only I couldn't
The portal didn't want to open
The interface remained in its slot
I couldn't call my ship to get me out of there
And my building tool malfunctioned when I went through the portal so I couldn't build a teleportal to access the network and my exosuit won't tell me where I am
I am currently in the nearby facility that I found
Tried to call my ship to a landing pad with a navigation data...that didn't work either
The more I stay here the more I feel my insides screaming for me to get out of here
To leave this place
But I can't...for now
I have to find a way out of here
I just hope this isn't a dream,like Artemis'
I still need to find out what's whit this simulation we are in
I still need to understand what the ATLAS is
I still need to know who I was before this...
I still need to...to kno^#&#<#&#
""TRANSMISSION ENDED""

timid jungle
#

User: Amiralgek Jeremy
Hello Admiralgek Jeremy
Last Incident Report: 900 Days Ago
Reading incidentreport78.txt
10:55 / Unknown Militia enter Veotrox Xi system
11:05 / Shots fired
12:09 / HEAVY ANOMALY ENTERS VEOTROX XI
16/16/16/16/16
ERR FILE CORRUPTED
NEW DATA HAS BEEN DOWNLOADED TO YOUR EXOSUIT
atlasoverride.dat

nimble hemlock
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////Expedition Log 1./////
G kzzzt Glass covers this planet and it radiates the sun back at me.
KZZT I look into the glass and see the core of the planet.
Boiling, Sizzling. I try to touch the glass, but it burns my suit i flinch before it can puncture it.
I crash landed here.
I don't know how i got here.
The glass blinds me.
KZZTZZTZZT
The sun Raidates off the glass and blinds me
I can't make out whats infront of me
but I hear a sound of a loud creaking and clashing of metal
I hear a beam charge u-
///Expedition Log 1./// end.

coral bolt
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Freighter terminal Log

Date: Unkown…

Scanning local planets…. Scan complete… recognized planet: Earth… this scan is not probable / reason: Earth was destroyed 5 million years ago… scanning local planets…. Scan complete…. Recognized planet: Earth… … …

Scanning structures…. Structure type is recognized…. This structure was most common in the 20th century

Estimated Date: 1900s

Conclusion: Freighter went backwards in time

Scanning for organic life on ship….. ||One|| life form found.
Scanning life form…… ||Shares similar strands of DNA with crew members / however the DNA has been slightly altered||
Crew members…. …. …. ||Deceased… 1 life form has DNA similar to crew members…||
Cause of crew members death…. …. …. ||cannibalism||
Requesting for assistance from ally militia… ERROR…. friendly militia cannot be found… calculation: that militia does not exist…



Scanning remaining life form for detailed analysis of the subjects body…. Scan complete….. uploading photo… processing…. processing….

feral quail
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Expedition Log: Captain Ryan

11/19/23

::::DECODING LOG::::::

::::UNCORRUPTING ERRORS::::::

Log # 19682400

I discovered a direlect freighter today. A scrap dealer had worries about the fate of the crewmembers. Upon searching through crew logs, it seems that they might of been attacked. I can only guess everyone on board perished. Returned to Space Station Defugi-Sebro to share findings with guild envoy.

static coyote
#

Planet Survey Report, Listing #9

Planet Ganon 60/I8, Pillared Planet (Ryanava II, Euclid)
Weather: Crimson Heat
Sentinels: Minimal
Flora: Lost
Fauna: From Elsewhere
Resources: Salt, Gold, Copper

Notes:
Atmosphere is exactly 1.0 rad, and 10.0 tox.
Geological scans reveal an immensely deep chasm below the surface, evident by many sprawling cave systems and hollowed-out canyons across the otherwise flat surface. In addition, sensors detected a core made up of nanite foam.
Fauna scans reveal 9 unique lifeforms, including both avian and aquatic, yet neither are visibly present, and the planet lacks any discernable water sources.

Features:

LISTING ERROR:
A peculiar fauna. A mass of glowing, yellow crystals incorrectly listed as pulsating, blue orbs on the Discovery page. They traverse the planet seeking gamma root, despite the planet distinctly lacking in radioactive features.

empty hatch
#

DECRYPTING ... ... ...
DECRYPTION COMPLETE.
LOG ONE...
I recently found a paradise planet so i decided to make a base on it. first i scoped out the land to find a place to have my base at. when i found a sentient plant that i decided to have a look at. they opened themselves up to reveal a albumen pearl . then sentinels started to chase after me. i hate sentinels. i got away and started to work on my base and i went to the anomaly to spend my salvaged data modules in which i got stopped twice by bandits. i didn't want to start a fight so i just gave them what they wanted.

rapid breach
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RECOVERY COMPLETE
The Stranding entry 1
Recorded: UNKNOWN
Many light years from home..
I have awoken on a planetary shore.
I vastly remember my frieghter ploughing through the atmosphere with the surrounding sound of the alarm. I soon found myself flying through the broken glass and plummeting into the ocean with my frieghter..
I must have washed to shore.
I find myself now, On the surface of a planet i know nothing of. My ships and the frieghter cargo are scattered around. None in one piece. I don't know where i am, all i know. Is i need to get back home...
-recording stops-

civic raven
#

Memory Bookmark: # 447
While traveling through the Canthian region of the Galactic Hub I discovered a beautiful red Paradise...I named it Roja Eniwa. While traversing its seas I located a sunken explorer class vessel...apon opening its canopy I found...myself...I was looking at myself...somehow there was another me....[Telamon] was screaming at me not to reach it...but I tried to...this paradox gave me a single Albumen pearl and we both parted.

I am deeply disturbed by the implications of this encounter.

pulsar coyote
#

[Log of Construct-Entity Sanity]
[Subject: Anomalous Planet]

Displaying Log…

I’ve come across a new type of anomalous planet. Of course, such planets are strange by nature: floating columns of light, terrain made of metal plating, even mysterious monoliths for plants… but none as haunting as this.

It displayed as Dissonant, meaning those warped sentinels and screaming crystals were already a factor in this planet’s terrain. The type it displayed as was simply: “Fractured”. Initially, I assumed it was another low-atmosphere planet, as its name shared similarities to other such planets I’ve encountered.

But, upon landing, I realized it was something much different. The flora, fauna, and minerals all take the shape of urchins with dulled points, and judging by the stabilized anomalies I could collect, they seem to be made of some kind of bone-like material.

The larger minerals are hollowed out; their centers visible, and within them is a glowing, pulsing orb that beats like a heart.

I must study these anomalous planets further, especially given there’s more variety than initially thought

[End Log]

high sandal
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EXPEDITION LOG ENTRY: EXPEDITION UTOPIA JOURNEY
Recorded: UNKNOWN
Location: Between Planets Pupingdonc, Ukinfor, and Reat

The journey began under the shadow of uncertainty, as I embarked on my first ever Expedition. My mission: to traverse the challenging route between Pupingdonc, Ukinfor, and Reat. The path was fraught with peril, yet it beckoned with the allure of the unknown.

**Pupingdonc Moga: **A Torrential World
First, the planet Pupingdonc Moga – a world enshrouded in endless rains and storms. Its surface, a testament to the ferocity of nature, proved both awe-inspiring and daunting. The relentless downpour tested the limits of my equipment and resolve. Navigating its slippery terrain, I gathered crucial resources, battling not only the elements but also the unknown creatures that lurked in the shadows of the torrential rain.

Ukinfor: A Planet of Fire and Stone
Contrary to the watery chaos of Pupingdonc, Ukinfor emerged as a land of fire and stone. Volcanoes erupted without warning, spewing molten lava and covering the landscape in a blanket of ash and rock. Navigating this infernal environment required utmost caution and precision. The constant threat of volcanic activity tested my endurance and adaptability, as I sought safe passages through the unstable terrain.

Current Objective: Reat
Now, I find myself on the cusp of reaching Reat. The task at hand is daunting: to establish my third base amidst unpredictable weather and unknown dangers. The planet's surface is a mosaic of treacherous landscapes, each holding its own secrets and challenges.

Every day is a battle against the elements, against the unknown. But with each challenge overcome, I grow stronger, more adept at surviving and thriving in these alien worlds. The goal remains clear in my mind – to explore, to survive, to conquer. The journey continues, and with it, the promise of new discoveries and the relentless pursuit of the path back home.

Recording Ends

static coyote
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The following is an extracted log entry from Archivist Haunted Pixel, detailing recent observations of change overtime on the desert moon Owan 37/I4, and the implications they may have on the wider universe.

Data Log #0786
Fascinating developments have occurred as of late on my home planet. For starters, vaporbristle, the beautifully green, bristly plant that collects moisture from the desert air using said bristles, is now officially extinct, as it has been overrun by the newly convergent species lucidia.

Lucidia takes on a striking similarity to the vaporbristle, and when it was first documented, this was even further true, as the only visual difference was the light cyan tinge of the lucidia. However, likely as part of the species' maturing process, the plants have taken on a deep purple coloration.

As previously stated, the two are convergent species, meaning that while they may appear similar, they are biologically unrelated, as is evident when taking a look at the two plant species more closely.

The plant structures are similarly extensive, but vaporbristle extended more outwards than deep like that of lucidia. In addition, vaporbristle used the bristles on its body to collect tiny droplets of water, salvaging as much water on the barren planet as possible. Lucidia however, obtains its nutrients via aerobic digestion, and the inside of its body contains highly dangerous caustic sap.

On a final note, the vaporbristle was known to produce GLASS-like seeds. The implications of such a thing, given its sudden extinction, are as terrifying as they are fascinating...

late robin
# late robin **RSV-22 "Utopian"** - `22:47 - In orbit around Anjotn XIV` ** ** *IN COMBAT; Lo...

(view Replies for previous entries)
Gateway to the Stars - Anomalous Research Facility - 23:48 Edfor K30 local time


Connecting to uplink...
SUCCESS - Connected to MS-4 Prometheus


[GANYMEDE'S NOTES]
There appears to be a data leak within the Utopian's file system; I've spotted mysterious strings of text within "shoddily-recorded" files; such as when I accidentally... "temporarily damaged" my vessel.
What does it mean by " hunter "...?


BEGIN RECORDING?
INITIALIZING...


" Breakthrough " - AUTHOR: Anomaly Ganymede


This is Anomaly Ganymede; captain of the RSV-22 Utopian, novice anomaly researcher... etc.
A new package was left behind while I was renovating a mysterious 'portal' an old someone left behind; seemingly a Gek associate, though it barely looked like it was even touched by anyone.


It contained some sort of device; made out of the same black stone the strange Multi-Tools or the Gateway of the Stars are composed of, though I can't seem to figure out what it's supposed to do.
All that it does is project the galaxy I reside in, Euclid above itself; trying to surge power into whatever's below it.
...Perhaps it's related to the portal?


Nevertheless, my research continues.
I feel like I'm on the verge of breakthrough, though--


...What's this signal?


- Ganymede

timid jungle
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Playing Tape Dated 7/09/2078 09:58 Calypso Time

Hello? Is- Is this thing on?? Hang on. There. Things have really been going badly here. A containment breach just happened in the nearby planet. We were forced to stay inside for now. I haven't seen the daylight for 90 days now. We are slowly losing food. If you hear this Tape. We are long gone by no-. Tape End

high sandal
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Expedition Log: No Man's Sky - Expedition Redux11 Voyagers

Date: [16/16/16/16...42]

Transmission Initiated...

After embarking on the most daring journey yet, we've finally arrived at Rendezvous 5, marking a significant milestone in our odyssey. The trek was fraught with challenges that tested our resolve, but our unwavering spirit led us through the stars.

Our Nautilus, a beacon of hope and discovery, plunged into the depths of unfamiliar oceans. It was here, in the silent embrace of deep waters, that we unearthed treasures long forgotten by time. Each relic and artifact told a story, a fragment of the universe's hidden narrative.

The journey took an unexpected turn as we navigated through the event horizon of a black hole.This cosmic phenomena, gateways to the unknown, twisted space and time around us. Yet, we emerged unscathed, our understanding of the cosmos richer for the experience.

Our encounters with the galaxy's fauna were nothing short of breathtaking. We hunted down creatures whose veins pulsed with heat and ferocity.

Amidst the chaos, we found solace in cultivation. Our biodomes flourished, turning alien environments into havens of life. Fungus and flora from worlds apart thrived under our care

But the true heart of this expedition was not the wonders we discovered nor the perils we overcame. It was the community. A fellowship of explorers, dreamers, and wanderers. Together, we shared stories, offered aid, and forged bonds that transcended the stars. Their warmth and camaraderie were the guiding lights in our darkest hours.

As we end this transmission, know that our journey continues. New horizons await, and with them, new stories to tell. Until then, we venture forth into the vast, embracing the spirit of discovery that is the essence of No Man's Sky.

End of Transmission...Happy 2024

timid jungle
timid jungle
# timid jungle `Emergency Alert at 6/23/2078 9:53 Calypso Time` `An unknown substance going by...

The Beginning Of The End Part 1/4

Emergency Alert at 6/26/2089 8:45 Universal Time

This is not a drill. The Atlas has become extremely unstable. We repeat. This is not a drill. The Atlas is slowly becoming unstable by the minute. At 6:50 all Atlas stations in Calypso pulsed a bright long blue beam. As it did. One by one the stations exploded. The universe is slowly becoming unstable. Gek experts believe that the Anomaly is connected to the Atlas. As the Atlas stations exploded the anomaly slowly losed power. The Galactic Hub has sent out a search party for the anomaly. They have also set up bunkers in Eulicid. If you are in the following galaxies: Hilbert Dimension, Calypso,Hesperius Dimension. Please evacuate to Eulicid immediately. Also. All autophages have been deactivated. UNI PMC is currently investigating the deactivation. We will update you on the current status of the Atlas. Stay safe out there.

civic raven
#

Memory: //At The Edge of Doom//

It was a typical routine for me. Quicksilver's value never faded even in the face of my increasing age. I would always do missions whenever I sought out my instinct to explore. Exterminating Flora being one of my highest efficiencies. I would always examine the Graves we would be ordered to investigate. I would always calculate how each traveler met their demise...so many straggling travelers being felled by those pathetic plants...how strange. But this grave...thinking about it unsettled me. It was an anomalous gravity event and I was flying around trying to see where the grave was on my scanner. Then I looked down. It was a very deep pit with a small clifface halfway down...and there was the grave. How did a poor interloper die there? The fall couldn't have killed them. It would have been too steep to escape without a jetpack. And they didn't fall deeper lest the grave would be there. No, I fear this poor soul injured themselves or ended up having their jetpack damaged beyond repair...and slowly they rotted away on that spot refusing to take their own life by jumping down. Fascinatingly disturbing.

timid jungle
# timid jungle `The Beginning Of The End Part 1/4` `Emergency Alert at 6/26/2089 8:45 Universa...

The Beginning Of The End Part 2/4

Emergency Alert at 7/24/2089 12:00 Universal Time

We interrupt your regular programming with an update on the Atlas situation. The Anomaly has fallen. We repeat the Anomaly has fallen into a planet. A extremely radioactive planet with a heavy toxicity rating of 950.8 tox. We have lost all contact with the anomaly Those who were in the anomaly prior are confirmed dead due to the heavy toxicity of the planet..... We just recieved word that the planet in question is located near the core Eulicid and is spreading the radiation across the galaxy. However gek researchers researched the toxicity sample and have concluded its the same material that corrupted the Atlas stations 1 month ago. The radiation is spreading a purple ish cloud across space. If you see a dense purple cloud in space please leave the area immediately. If you have been exposed to the radiation here are the signs: Loss of breath, Bad eyesight, Low exosuit power. If you have these symptoms prepare to meet your fate. The Galactic Hub has issued more evacuation orders for Eulicid. We will continue update you even more as soon as we got more updates about the situation.

sonic charm
#

Log #1

Ever since I awoke on this toxic planet I've encountered logs from other travelers. Though I'm not sure I can call myself a traveler. Even though Nada does. I have no memory of getting here. I could as well be a lost... someone... Not sure...
I thought I should start a log to make sense of what's happening. Today, after yet another lapse in memory I went on to complete some more missions as they give me some sense of purpose. Then I decided, if I am to stay alive like this for an indefinite amount of time, I should figure out a way to settle somewhere. When flying through star systems I saw that taking out dangerous ships somehow gives you a generous amount of units. At least by my standards. It's not like my previous self bothered to leave me anything, whoever that was. I should be able to use that money to buy whatever resources I need. Also who called the universal money "units"?! It's such generic name. Anyway, in hopes of getting some money and mining some resources while I'm at it, I boarded my ship. I've mined enough tritium to probably get myself from one star system to another without warping to it. Through granted it would take an ungodly amount of time to do that, so it's not like I have any interest in even attempting it, but it's still cool to think about. I got some gold, silver, and platinum as well. Every once in a while I took out a ship, and my standing with the geks increased which was nice. Then my ship told me I was in danger once again, so without thinking about it I engaged the auto aim and took out whatever ship was causing the alarm in no time. Then the weirdest thing happened. First, my standing with the geks decreased, then sentinel ships started appearing out of nowhere and attacking me. I took out two of them before I realized there might not be an end to how many sentinels decide to chase me down. So instead I tried gunning for either the space station or the anomaly I summoned earlier. But the sentinels were appearing too fast.

sonic charm
# sonic charm Log #1 Ever since I awoke on this toxic planet I've encountered logs from other...

Log #1 continued

This god damn thing ran out of space. So anyway, the sentinels were appearing too fast for my pulse drive to work, so I had to engage it manually. Somehow, miraculously the sentinels lost sight of me. I don't quite understand how that works because I was literally in front of them the entire time. Maybe they decided I wasn't worth the effort? I'm not complaining, I'm glad I'm not dead. But it's weird. Also why were they warping here in the first place? I just took out a ship that was a threat to me. How does that make me the bad guy?! Though that ship was weird. If I recall correctly, my console didn't display the usual bounty for that ship. It just told me it was a threat so I took it out. Weird, so many weird things. Also, adding on to my memory lapses which keep on going (this last one is probably the sixth, let's say it's the sixth because that feels close enough) I don't remember what this star system is called or what time or date it is. So this log entry will just be #1, I'll try to do a better job of remembering that next time. If I'm still alive by then. Oh by the way I saw this ship while I was mining asteroids that seemed to have more intelligence behind its controls than most I meet, that was cool.

sonic charm
# sonic charm Log #1 continued This god damn thing ran out of space. So anyway, the sentinels...

Log #2
Galaxy: Euclid
Region: Caythep Fringe
System: Koningsitao

Damn that was a mouthful. All those names seem so random. That's where I'm currently writing my log from, but I've been in too many systems for me to remember them all right now. The galactic map shows that I'm somewhere on the outskirts of the galaxy... Not like that matters anyway.

Today I decided to continue the missions I had. I realized it would take me a while to gather the resources I need to build my own base somewhere in this universe. I definitely don't like where my current base is. Some toxic planet in the Lidrarl system. I just accidentally warped again because I guess the ship controls thought it would be funny, and now I have no warp fuel left. I haven't checked how many more warps I can do with the resources I have on me. Anyway, I thought the missions would lead me to building my own proper base eventually, and they did!

If I remember correctly (it's been a long day), I started with a rebel related mission. Joining the voice or whatever. The rebels are pretty cool people, they're all about rebelling against the Atlas, the crimson eye. The mission was mostly about travelling from one system to another. On my way there I helped defend a freighter from pirates because I somehow timed my warping to exactly when there were pirates there. As gratitude the commander gave me ownership of the freighter... I have a freighter... For free!!! Holy crap. I have a fully functional moveable base. Well, it's not fully functional, there's work to do. But it already has so many cool things that are now mine that I only ever encountered on other bases or space stations. Like it has a room where I can see systems I've been in, and apparently it can warp to them? Like whaaaat?! Yeah, it's frickin awesome. It's probably not the best freighter out there, it looked like it was right next to one twice as big as it. But hey, it's free, with a value of around 10 million units.

sonic charm
#

Log #2 continued

I certainly couldn't afford to buy that freighter. Ok, I'm wasting log space to brag about my freighter... I don't regret it.

I eventually finished the rebel mission at a rebel space station. Exosuit hints told me that smuggling goods could be quite lucrative... I gotta survive in this vast universe, so I might consider that in the future. Then I went on to find somewhere to talk to this Polo entity. With my ship literally plotting the route, it was pretty easy, I barely had to move a finger.

Oh I forgot to mention, because of my accidental warp, I'm now in the Reenarb-Iki system.

On my way to talk to Polo, I answered a distress signal that came from a settlement on some frozen planet. Why they chose a frozen planet is beyond me, but because I'm such a good guy I thought I'll help them. When I got there the settlement was attacked by sentinels. My multitool is not quite up to the task of fighting yet, and my exosuit isn't very strong, so I got in my ship and blasted away at the tiny robots. I then found out, if I take care of this settlement, I could in the future, benefit from surplus resources there.

Ok, back to the main mission. Once I reached a communication post, I had a quick conversation with Polo, and we agreed to join forces in finding out what the hell happened to Artemis. Though he seems to be more money oriented. He told me to go to some station where he has a friend that could set me up with something for my base. Once I did that the mission told me to go back to my base. I switched to another mission because I wanted to really make sure I'm not missing anything before setting out to build a proper base for myself. It led me to talk to Atlas. Ironic, given that I basically pledged to the rebels just a few hours earlier that I will reject the Atlas and all that. After talking to that weird thing that seems to know everything about me, I got some item...

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Log #2 continued again

I need to find a better naming convention than continued, continued again, continued again again, etc. I'll figure it out for the next log.

I can't remember what that item I received is right now. But I'm sure I'll have to use it at some point. The interesting part here is that after I completed this part of the mission, I got redirected back to the Polo mission that told me to go back to my base... I think that's a sign that I'm ready to start slowly building my very own proper base. I don't have much interest in returning to the base I have on the toxic planet, which is probably why I completely forgot to go back there and refuel the power generator.

I guess the main takeaway from today is; to new beginnings! A free freighter and I'm ready to start building a nice base and I have a potential of getting resources for free in the future from the settlement I found. I believe this is cause for celebration. After some happy shouting and fist pumping in my ship, I'll just need to not die long enough to establish a good base on a planet and build up my new freighter to a nice, secure base, level. Easy enough, right?

sonic charm
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Log #3
Galaxy: Euclid
Region: Caythep Fringe
System: Reenarb-Iki

Yep, I'm still there. Gathering resources to warp as many times as I want to find a nice spot for my base. Kind of a boring task but it needs to be done. I hope to start warping and finding planets next time.

By the way, I fogot to mention last time I got my first million units. Yay! I also found out today I can mine quite a few resources from a planet's surface without getting out of my ship. Neat! Oh and apparently I can check the planets I visited in my exosuit interface, which means I don't have to necessarily use the tool in my freighter which also means I was a dumb dumb... Ah well, better find out late than never.

I also took out a few pirates this time as well, so I had some fun while gathering resources. This system actually has a paradise planet so I could settle here, at least for the moment, but I'm not sure yet.

sonic charm
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Log #4 part 1
Galaxy: Euclid
Region: Caythep Fringe
System: Reenarb-Iki

I had a mind blowing enlightment. I don't have to search for the perfect planet to build a base, I can just build it wherever. I have a paradise planet right in this system so I decided to do it here. Base computer, a couple solar panels, a battery, a portal, and I have a perpetually working portal at a base. This in turn allowed me to proceed with my quests. I actually went back to the toxic planet and set up the same perpetual power source for my portal there. Funnily I could teleport to it because I guess I had a portal set up, but as I assumed the power generated had gone through all the carbon I've given it. So once I teleported to the base on the toxic planet I couldn't teleport back. At least not without going to a space station in my ship.

I set up the perpetual power supply, waited for starlight and teleported back to the base on the paradise planet. Then I basically just continued going through missions. Mostly upgrading the quick base I set up, hiring a korvax and a gek, gathering resources for them to help me do stuff. Nothing really exciting about it, but this is progress, which is great.

Forgot to say this while writing up the second log entry... I haven't found any indication of when in time I am. Time is obviously passing, but when we are in time is unknown to me. The gek I hired seems to be eager to prove to me that he doesn't conform to a bad gek stereotype I can't remember right now. His people must have done some crap stuff... Which means this whole universe has at the very least existed long enough for geks to evolve as life forms, become sentient, etc. Now how long does a gek live, and at what point in their lifetime do they reproduce? I'm guessing the year count is probably at least in the millions.

Welp, my next mission is about finding some marrow bulb... I think I might go to another planet to find that. This planet is a paradise planet, which means...

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Log #4 part 2

Most caves here are likely underwater, I don't really want to be on a breathing timer in a cave. So I think I'll see if I can find some marrow bulbs elsewhere.

Well, another day, and things seem to only get better. Oh, I also adopted a couple creatures, some big ass crab, and a leopard. The crab was purely an impulse thing, I thought it would be cool. The leopard was because the thing started charging at me, and I thought adopting it would help ward off any other aggressive ones of his kind. Alright, I'm out, hopefully I can stay alive for yet another day.

sonic charm
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Log #5
Galaxy: Euclid
Region: Caythep Fringe
System: Reenarb-Iki

I started off continuing my base missions, my korvax was abandoned by its kind through disconnection from a hive mind they have. I was given some upgrades for my multitool but it was literally out of space, so I purchased a better one at the first chance I got. With my current budget, that thing is god damn expensive. I used up most of my budget to get it. Then I continued some of my main missions. Apollo led me to a portal with glyphs. I had to fight off some sentinels and... I died... but I didn't? I'm not sure how this works but I lost all of my health. Everything went blank. Just nothingness. And then, there I was on the same planet at a slightly different location, slightly different I mean only a few units. And there was my grave. I went there and I picked up all my items. Something similar happened quite a few times after I first awoke, I had trouble figuring out why my health was lowering so quickly all the time and I ended up... going to that same blank state. I don't know if I actually died or not.

Another really weird thing happened as I was searching for Artemis. All I found of him was his grave. And the place felt so familiar... Almost as though I've been there before... This means for sure that I have been talking to some sort of recollection of Artemis's entity this entire time. Not sure what exactly it was though. Then I went through a portal with glyphs, and I think Atlas gave me or returned to me knowledge of the glyphs? The portal led me to the Atlas, and once I was done talking to it, it spit me back out at the portal. Then for whatever reason I couldn't summon my ship because its launch thruster needed repairing.

Today was very odd. Let's hope I survive another day... Or maybe I don't need to hope?

sonic charm
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Log #6
Galaxy: Euclid
Region: Caythep Fringe
System: Hidisch

Did I get the Region right this time? Probably, this system is not too far from the Reenarb-Iki one. (I lost where it shows the Region I'm in) Anyway, didn't do any missions today, I found out what happened to Artemis last time. It's sad, but it also means I'm in no rush anymore now that I know he's not alive somewhere waiting to be rescued. So instead of focusing on the main missions, I thought I'd get some work done on my bases. Did a few tasks for the base in Reenarb-Iki, refueled the freighter hyperdrive, installed the fleet command station and sent a mining ship off on an hour long mission. In the time I had while the ship was on its mission. I went back to he Reenarb-Iki base, recycled some slime into nanites and gathered a bunch of resources. I think I'll want to focus on gathering all kinds of currencies next, including items that basically act as currencies, like salvaged data.

Alright that's it, nothing too exciting, but it was fun anyway. Gathering resources is somewhat meditative.

sonic charm
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Log #7
Galaxy: Euclid
Region: Caythep Fringe
System: Hidisch

A longer memory lapse this time, odd... Didn't have much time to do anything today. Purchased a cadmium drive upgrade for my starship as part of a mission I already had selected and half-installed it on my ship. It needs wiring loom and I didn't have any on me. Completely forgot about collecting currency like resources, but it's not like I would've had time to collect a substantial amount anyway. Maybe next time.

civic raven
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THE DEMIPHAGE EXPERIMENT
//CONFIDENTIAL// ACCESS CREDENTIALS GREATER THAN OR EQUAL TO: //FLEET CAPTAIN [SV-5 Lusankya], SUPERIOR ARCHITECT [Hireling Edsformy] SUPERIOR SCIENTIST [Priest Entity Popa] GRAND ADMIRAL [Rebuilt Zombini, the Survivor]//
//WARNING, UNAUTHORIZED OVERRIDE DETECT- ■■■■
...
...
[The Demiphage experiments: preamble log]
"Death. It is one of the constants in our lives. At least so it would seem. [GLASS]...the Sentinels cheat death for all beings...or so it would seem. [GLASS] appears to trap...certain unfortunate travelers...their bodies never reform..their Graves remain permanent...and their souls and forever saved, encased in that /DaM/N£D G L A S S. Artemis...you...were spared of this fate...I cast you off...I let you die, I freed your torment. I hope so at least. But I have been thinking...with the same technology that murderous bastard -null- left behind...with the mastery of Autophage construct design...maybe I could-could-could-"
//WARNING: File initiated self wipe//

feral quail
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Data Log #1874

[DECODING LOG]

Tuning frequency to freighter Korvax Station 1019, Master Pilot Ryan.

Crew is back from expeditions, tired but feeling accomplished. Installed BeatByte devices onto the freighter to entertain the crew. Positive feedback so far. Crew will rest for a day or 2.

[END OF LOG]

feral quail
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Log #1055

I don't know if I can trust the Gek anymore, after they enslaved the Korvax, the people who I am close with. They must pay... but how?

south crater
# south crater ***ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING*** ***ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #6 - LOCATION OCEAN ...

ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG 7

ERROR // ERROR: USER IS IN EXPEDITION, SWITCHING TO EXPEDITION MODE.

ALIAS REDNINJA, EXPEDITION 12, LOG 1. - LOCATION HATS 43/L7 -12.85, +42.25

Long time since the last log. New computer was built at the anomaly, talking about some "expedition". When I started the expedition, I was dropped on a planet with none of my upgrades. Great!

One I repaired a starship, my ship computer was telling me to find a new planet. I settled on this rock that has no flora and no fauna. BIG mistake.

Now I'm being instructed to make a base. On a literal rock. That is barely livable.

Redninja out.

OMGEA / OMGEA / OMGEA

south crater
# south crater ***ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING*** ***ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG 7*** ***ERROR // ER...

***ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING ***

ALIAS REDNINJA, EXPEDITION 12, LOG 2. - LOCATION HUNSLOWE -25.99, +165.58

Finally got this piece of junk spaceship a hyperdrive. First thing I did was go to the space anomaly. Nada thought I was the traveler named "loco" at first, before I confirmed that I wasn't. That was weird.

I went to the expedition terminal on the anomaly, and it turns out that I can clone my multitool and ship for nanites! I used my nanites to clone my multitool.

I'm near a sentinel pillar now. I'm gonna try to fight some sentinels and see how many nanites I can get.

Redninja out.

OMEGA / OMEGA / OMEGA

south crater
# south crater ***ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING *** ***ALIAS REDNINJA, EXPEDITION 12, LOG 2. -...

ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING.

ALIAS REDNINJA, EXPEDITON 12, LOG 3 - LOCATION UNKNOWN.

Got around 2000 nanites from the sentinel genocide I did. I used that to buy a clone of my ship.

Anyway, I had to talk to the atlas. When I talked to the atlas, I felt like I couldn't move. I was trapped. Suddenly, I saw this flash of purple around the corner of my vision, before being teleported to a planet. That was a weird experience.

I crafted this "memory of the ocean" or whatever, and it lead me to a child of helios. No idea what that was for.

Redninja out

OMEGA / OMEGA/ OMEGA

south crater
# south crater ***ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING.*** ***ALIAS REDNINJA, EXPEDITON 12, LOG 3 - L...

ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

ALIAS REDNINJA, EXPEDITON 12, LOG 3 - LOCATION HAKU 57/Q1 +20.49, -38.86. DEPTH 40.1u

A few things happened, one of which is very interesting.

Less interesting thing first. I crafted this "memory of conquest". This led me to a rubble of the first spawn. I got told a story, then I absorbed the memory.

Now for the very interesting thing.

I went to a sunken freighter and read it's log. A voice started talking, it seemed to be scolding "the crimson voice". The voice said that it knows the crimson voice can detect it, that the crimison voice can feel it's pain, that the crimson voice allowed for the erasure of it's "children". Most importantly, the voice said it can no longer detect "leto". That's who nada confused me for!

I'm assuming the crimson voice is the atlas, and this "voice" is some kind of anti-atlas, and leto was the traveler for the anti-atlas.

Redninja out.

OMEGA / OMEGA / OMEGA

south crater
spring spruce
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🛰Computer logbook star date today...

Yesterday I received the order to take part in the Omega expedition. I woke up on a cold planet and quickly found my solar ship. Unfortunately it was badly damaged and I had to make emergency repairs.

I found that I wasn't alone. Aside from someone trying to shoot me out of orbit, someone borrowed my refinery from which I recovered.

I traveled all over the galaxy completing several tasks.

I was also allowed to bake cookies etc. Finally, I completed my expedition except for a few tasks and found the key to a hot space speedster! Now I'm flying circles to test the boat extensively. Logbook entry end 🚀

late robin
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Gate@ay to#the $t--
NOTICE; REDIRECTING TRANSMISSION...


Connecting to uplink...
CONNECTING TO ALTERNATIVE ITERATION 2436B..


[GANYMEDE'S NOTES]
Nada, aboard the Space Anomaly, has had me take note of something I never realized was there. With their help, I've managed to send out a call, and a cache...


INITIALIZING...

PROCEEDING WITH DATA TRANSFER```
** **
i live! i live!!
...i live?
i do not remember anything. my dead-metal body slowly finds itself getting up; a wreck in the skies above me.
my inner self screams out due to the damage it has found; memory incoherence, body rusted...
yet i am still able to walk.
** **
everything and everyone still calls me by name.. "leto". i do not think leto is me.
i should be able to get my ship running...
** **
*- `ERR`*
late robin
# late robin (view Replies for previous entries) **Gateway to the Stars - Anomalous Research ...

(oops i forgot to link the previous entry; whatevs)
(look up for previous entry, view replies for previousprevious entries)


CONTINUING RELAY...
SUCCESS - Reconnected to INERT ATLAS FREQUENCY
READING DATA...


READY


INITIALIZING...
HIGH INCOHERENCE DETECTED - PERCIEVE WITH CAUTION
DAY... 2?


on my travels, strange drone-watcher has gotten my attention. declares self as a friend; an echo from another...
i have allowed it to accompany me. still says it knows something i do not.


DAY 3?


drone-friend has allowed me to find strange multi-tool. works well in dispatching watchers. very proud of peculiar buddy.
i have found a vessel as well; feels very familiar, though very different from the metal i am made of.
repairs are still in progress.

swift parcel
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Scenario: Omega.
Author: Clownelius "Neil" Angstrom.
Spacetimestamp: 107A02900055 // 1708397460
Log begins.

She's here again. That weird vessel. She's been there every warp. A brand new system. The same old freighter.
Is she a ghost? I can't say I've ever heard of a ghost ship quite like this, but I suppose an infinite universe has infinite possibilities.
I've visited her twice. Empty halls, packed with crates and terminals and sludge. It seems like they were carrying some volatile cargo, and it did what volatile cargo tends to do.
But why is she here? Why is she everywhere?
#

Spacetimestamp: 107A02900055 // 1708398043
Log continues.

It's not her.
I've landed on the ghost ship, but this time it's different. Readouts indicate her name to be "the Mejitas Explorer." Where did my old ghost go? And why has a new one taken its place?
How strange. I wonder what lies within.
swift parcel
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Journalog
Username: Clownelius
Password:

Accessing Journalog...

MAN the writing we gotta send back to base is so formulaic. Like you can chuck some fancy terms and stuff in there, but it's still all this stuffy hoity-toity writing style.
Whatever. I'm almost done with this scenario. I mean, for the second time. I have a buddy who needed some help, so I resubmerged. Things are going good though. They're almost through it too.

The derelict is weird though, right? Like... she kept showing up. And then I warp again, and a different one shows up? Like how does that even happen.
I sent a log back to base at 1708398043 to let 'em know it wasn't the same ship. But man, wanna know what's even weirder? I investigated it, but not it, y'know?

The seal on the door wouldn't budge, so I gave up and headed back to my ship. As I take off, I look up and... lo and behold, another derelict! So I head over to that one. And get this. The Mejitas Explorer! The same one I was just on! Maybe I've just lost my mind. Witnessing the ATLAS always does a number on me.

Anyway, I'm just tellin home base that I looked through the first one. I don't need to go into detail.

dawn gulch
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Telamon, open a comm channel to all Travellers in my vicinity.
[Connecting to Traveller comm channel...] [Connected]
I have returned to my home system in Eissentam where I plan to make improvements to the base. But first there are some duties I must attend to with the settlement. Wish me luck. End comm channel message.
[Ending Comm message...] [Comm message ended]

dawn gulch
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Telamon, open a comm channel to all Travellers in my vicinity.
[Connecting to Traveller comm channel...] [Connected]
I have decided to move the Eissentam base to the settlement. It wasn't easy, but it had to be done. It will make future changes and duties more efficient in the long run. I just hope nothing happens to the new base during my travels. End comm channel message.
[Ending Comm message...] [Comm message ended]

drowsy cove
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Human being era date: 12023.02.28
Author: Gh0stl3s the Starborn

This Universe is something like an ocean back on Earth. Full of life, never seen worlds, unknown stars. When you float through Universe in your starship, it's hard to forget that you aren't immortal, that you are as small as a grain of sand lost in endless ocean, endlessly floating wherever cosmic ocean's currents will bring. To beautiful worlds? Possibly. To literal breath taking encounters with The Creator of Universe? Possibly... Settling down to a sunny and warm planet, withstanding storms by now occasionally and eerily feels like living back on Earth. Maybe the nature of us, Anomalies just doesn't change, maybe our habits never change, but yet we keep finding new homes wherever we go. Have we became too comfortable in the grand scheme of Universe? I am not sure... Korvaxs, Geks, Vy'keens, Aerons, Autophages by now feel less like aliens that any god fearing Human being would swear up and down of being alien, but more like one of us Anomalies... They all look different, behave different, believe differently than us, but it's already hard to ignore the familiarity of them... When some of us Anomalies realised that there is not much of time for Atlas to exist, how do we know if we still exist or are we all just a dream of dying Atlas? As cruel as Universe generally is, no matter how long you will float amongst stars in your starship, you will never land on actual answer to all these questions and more... Or maybe we should just enjoy what we have and that we somehow exist... It's not for me to choose of course and Korvax can try to find scientific answers to the questions, but ultimately its unknown... For now I guess fixing up bases, bartering with Geks, saving frigates from pirates and just floating through Universe will be what most of us will do for the time being, of course if time is real afterall that is...

drifting pecan
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Atlas system initialization:
ERROR: Dissonance detected
Purging Dissonance..
FAILURE
Memory condition: Purged
Boundary error detected
Loading memory sequence: Omega

O1:
Looking back.. no one ever knows who they were before waking up on those desolate planets. I woke up to see a freighter, destroyed in a raging storm far above in space. Makes me wonder if that’s my past..
A ship wasn’t too far from where I awoke. The ship was registered to another.. Entity.. that’s what Nada called them. It is a device so foreign, yet at the same time so familiar as well.
With no training or any prior knowledge available I am able to soar across the galaxy with an ease only an experienced pilot can manage. Yet, there’s something in the distance.. 2 lights each calling to me. A crimson command, and an amethyst cry.
Activating pulse drive, im gonn— kzzht

[Log O 1 -TERMINATED-]

drifting pecan
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Boundary error detected
Memory sequence: Omega

O**?/&):
The vastness of this universe cannot be measured, no matter the time given. Not that i have that amount of time. Earlier today i found a way to walk across my Dreadnaught, but it happened to warp out of orbit to another system when i did. Now I’m initiating a planetary approach without a ship.
This wouldn’t be an issue, but my jetpack has no more charge. I suppose I’ll capture a photo on my way down, something for Nada and Polo. I have some sodium, i think i’ll survive the fall. Done it before..
beep
[Log O
#%^>** Ended]

dawn gulch
#

Reading Transmission Data File
I've recently moved my starter base in Euclid to the ocean of my home paradise planet, Irman K29 in my save file starter system. The new base will now function as a spot for the exocraft base plates and thus, all home functions of the base are removed. This was a somewhat difficult decision for me to make due to how long I've had the base. (Roughly 2 years.) I also noticed the discovery data for the planet was wiped but I won't worry about rediscovering everything on it. I cannot go back. [Kzzzt] -won't go ba-
Transmission Data File CORRUPTED
Repairing Data File...
Reading Data File... ERROR
[16/16/16]
[WE ARE WAITING... WE ARE WATCHING... ALWAYS!]

dawn gulch
#

Incoming transmission... Communications [REDACTED]... Transcribing audio...
Loud rumbling, sounds of metal and earth creaking and tearing, voice screaming in pain and fear, GL@SS $#ATT€R!NG, faint groaning
DETECTING MULTIPLE BONE FRACTURES... LEFT THIGH BONE... MULTIPLE RIB BONES... RIGHT SHOULDER BONE... LEFT LUNG PUNCTURED... LIMITED BREATHING PROBABLE... LIFE SUPPORT OPERATING AT 50% CAPACITY... Captain..? Are you...alive..?
Yes, Telamon. I am. Record my voice and send it to the Anomaly.
Recording...
This is Mijol Kotun... I am the Traveller of the Atlas... The Radiant Pillar BC1 is...gone... I'm severely injured... I -kzzzt- Pirates landed -kzzzt- near the crash site -kzzzt- a few hundred units away... They're coming -kzzzt- my direction -kzzzt- can't move -kzzzt- pain everywhere... -kzzzt- Goodbye, my friends...
Audible gunshot, body thuds
Transcription audio and voice recording sent to Anomaly Station...

dawn gulch
#

Telamon... Open a comm channel.
Opening comm channel... Comm channel frequencies open...
I recently saved a freighter from the Voice of Freedom... I boarded the capital vessel to find it was... an S class!? I could not believe my eyes. I gave control of my old freighter back to its captain and immediately transferred all cargo and tech to the new vessel... I was surprised to see I could transfer the base as well. The transfer process went smoothly. The S class is stronger than my previous freighter but... something is off with the bridge crew... Their eyes are of the void, black as night. No light pierces them... Even the Ex Captain has this...trait... I also noticed that I didn't have to actually purchase the new freighter even though I had more than enough units to do so... I'll have to keep an eye on the bridge crew... I don't like those eyes, or the way they look at me every time I enter the bridge... Close the comm channel...
Closing comm channel... Comm channel frequencies closed...

plush dock
#

Telamon, start recording.
Recording started.
Okay, so... I probably should've been paying attention to my scanner. Ended up landing on a worm-ridden planet, and everything was going fine. But apparently I was having it too easy, because when I stepped out of my ship, this massive... worm, I think it was, burst out of the ground and damn near gave me a heart attack! Safe to say I got back in my ship and ran off, because I didn't want to stick around after that. I don't know, I'm probably making a bigger deal out of this than I should, but if I find another of those worm-ridden planets, I'm not landing there. *audible sigh* Telamon, stop recording.
Saving recording... Saved. Recording stopped.

plush dock
#

Emergency recording star16//16//16//16ted.
-kkkkzzzzt- Reset -kkkkzzzzt- universe -kkkkzzzzt- ATLAS -kkkkzzzzt- I'm sorry -kkkkzzzzt- nothing left -kkkkzzzzt-
Recording corr16//16//16//16upted. Erasing from memory... Error. Cannot erase corrupted data. Error code: 16//16//16//16

Initializing... Warning: Exosuit systems have sustained critical damage.
Telamon, start recording. *heavy breathing*
Recording started.
If anyone is listening, my name is -kkkkzzzzt-. I... well, I was a Traveller. I made a mistake, one that I can't undo. Don't listen to the ATLAS. Don't do what I did. Resist its words. It doesn't go off our time. 16 minutes is the equivalent of years to us. Keep exploring the galaxy, finish what you've started. But, if you do... there's a way to go back. The Interstellar Terminus, on the Space Anomaly. Use it. You can go b-a-a-a-kkkkzzzzt-
Unknown error. Terminating recording...

static coyote
#

The following are exerpts from the log entries of Traveller Iteration #017084L, otherwise referred to as "Archivist Haunted Pixel". Exerpts have been chosen for extraction due to several mentions of high-priority Key Inputs, including top-priority Key Input "shadow-star".

Data Log #0790
The subject of 'shadow stars' is a hazy one. Few records and papers on the topic exist, and the ones that do have long become outdated. As I understand it, a shadow star is a star system that is inaccessible via the portal network. This means that jumping to the system or using a teleportation terminus are the only ways to enter the stars' range of influence, or the effective heliosphere.

The reason this occurs is due to a discrepancy between the amount of star systems in a given region of space, and the portal index itself. The exact details are far too complex and long-winded to leave in a log entry, but to keep things simple...

Suppose a region of space housed 501 individual star systems. Well, as it happens, the portal index can only register 500 of those systems, meaning one system is left out, and thus its glyph address is inaccessible via portals. Interestingly, this occurs in every single region of space. Meaning that for each named region of space, there exists a single shadow star hidden within.

The only way to tell if a system is a shadow star, is to visit the system, determine its glyph address, then ensure that the address' value is the highest possible value within that region. Thus, locating one is a painstakingly arduous task, requiring immense patience and dedication.

LOADING PAGE 2......

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PAGE 2....
LOADED!
EXTRACTING...

Seeing as my mega-project of mapping out my region of space just so happens to correlate to the effective means of uncovering a shadow star, I now find myself in the perfect position to locate and uncover one of these exceedingly rare anomalies myself, that which has only been documented a handful of times. Though my task is not even halfway done, and I have already spent dozens of moon cycles mapping out my region. Though, inevitably, I will happen across my region's shadow star, and I plan on studying it extensively when the time comes.

On a final note, shadow stars are often confused with the even rarer and unstable 'phantom stars'. It is important to understand the distinction between the two, as phantom stars are an entirely different topic with their own specifics which I will perhaps save for another day.

drifting pecan
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Boundary error detected
Defaulting to recuperative sequence: Orbital

Log 3?:

Something is wrong.. wrong? i dont know.. something had changed. The space stations seem different, but no one bats an eye. Ive been warping around 20 systems and the pattern continues. What has the Atlas done now..

I spoke to the outlaws earlier, still they escape the reach of the crimson light, and they remain as they were.

Though i shouldnt be too fettered over this, we can now build our space ships.

dawn gulch
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Traveller Iteration [Atlas Chosen] deceased... Initiating awakening sequence... Traveller Iteration [Atlas Chosen] deleted and redownloaded next to Starship_Name_Data [Radiant Pillar BC1]...
Sutal..? No..! Don't go... sigh I saw her again, Telamon. My love, I shall sleep by your side in the stars one day...

fringe pewter
#

What you are about to witness are a series of recordings from the holodisks of Traveller Iteration #098364T, better known by his codename: “Tango Foxtrot”. These recordings are the only documented record of his encounters and adventures. These viewings are strictly classified to all unauthorized Travellers, so unless you know him, if you’re watching these, you’re marked for deletion!

This is Log Entry: 0001. Title: My Story Thus Far. Telemon Elaine, begin recording.

Understood. Recording begun.

The last couple of cycles have been… exciting, 70,000,000 LY from Mobius to Euclid by Phantom Ruby in a million-to-one accident. I trekked across several star systems across the Variluxx Nebula to record this entry, yet that was the easy part. I ran afoul of some brigands in a contested system, hoping to loot me of my cargo, big mistake, since they shouldn’t wake a Titanwolf!

What was that old adage, again? Of course: “Don’t start nothin’, won’t be nothin’!” This also applies to aggressive and dissonant sentinels, as well, they should know not to pick a fight with me, since I’m the meanest, mutha—

Tango, language, someone may stumble upon this!

Right, but it helps to have friends in high places, like one such Vy’keen, Lance Darkwater, who harbored a dinosaur-esque creature named Heracules. Recently, it laid an egg, and I asked Lance to recruit it for defensive purposes. He agreed, and Katja and I became inseparable, since then. I’ll tell more of my exploits as my journey for knowledge and glory continues. Elaine, terminate recording!

Roger, Recording terminated and saved!

jade oracle
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CODENAME: Voyager
16th Wing of the Korvax Security

Been quite a while we slain another planetary beast. This time was... strange. Not too dissimilar to the 'living dead' derelict freighter but we were sent to a different planet. Quite a lush one too, lots of nice forests, beautiful blue waters, and fauna were quite friendly.

But, that wasn't the important part of it. What was important is that we were sent reports of a strange base that was sighted in six different locations. Had worn paint outside and faded symbols of who-knows-what it used to say. Manufacturing site too. Not sure what company used to own it but it was rumored defunct a long time ago. Of course, we were called in to see what was going on.

The problem was that it was way too peaceful. Like, for something we are normally tasked with- we expected far more hostiles.

And so, I decided to take this mission alone. Although I had one Fighter wing on standby alongside a hauler that can deploy a small squad of Korvax if things were too dicey. Took a nice Solar trip down to the coordinates with light weaponry and cargo on hand in case of whatever was needed. Perhaps I might not even need the back up.

My ship's mapping system started to cut out a bit as I got closer to the requested site, but I guess a little slap to it did the trick. Not sure if it was interference or something. Can't exactly blame factory owners not wanting their site to be discoverable by pirates.

Upon landing, something felt rather off about the place. It was covered in more dirt, worn off its paint, and some components were missing but repaired with other base parts. The lights were normally glowing in blue were now in orange instead. Hell, the security cameras were extremely focused on me for some reason although that's normally not the case...

And I heard some odd rumbling and a growl....

frigid iris
#

Transmission intercepted

"Log #AB47"

"Hello, this might well be my last log ever since they have been searching. Kzzkt"
"I have recently been forcibly removed from the anomaly due to… my experiments. Kzzkt"
"But that hasn't stopped my research into the Atlas. I've set up a camp in an Atlas station to research its systems and find a way to feed my curiosity of what the world looks like outside of this simulation… this fake world."
"Kzzkt my progress is just a failure compared to what the people before me managed to gather but that doesn't stop this work, though if you have seen this log that means my work has ended and that whatever it is has found me and deleted me from the simulation kzzkt but ho- kzzkt"

Transmission ended

cold fossil
#

The following entry was found isolated in a data terminal, and attributed to a Traveller operating under the codename of HyperMizu. The terminal was found among wreckage located near a time-space anomaly that occurred on a lush world approximately 3,500 lightyears from Eissentam's center.

kzzkt Hello? Can anyone hear me? kzzkt -didn't think to record kzzkt before. My time in Euclid is a memory now. I already feel it slipping away in my mind, as I venture into this new galaxy. Perhaps it is the mercy of the Atlas that we are unable to contain every detail of the universe within our minds.

I don't remember much from my kzzkt encounter with the Atlas in Euclid, but... when it showed me this galaxy... Eissentam... I saw beauty, and promise. I saw the potential of home. A place to finally lay down my roots. I wandered Euclid, nomadic and discontent. Never quite happy with the worlds I saw. They were beautiful and terrifying, I did not lie when I told the Atlas I loved its worlds. But they were not the home I keep feeling pulled towards. Perhaps Eissentam isn't, either. Perhaps it is in another galaxy altogether. But this is a start.

To the stars, ever upward, ever onward.

Transmission ends

civic raven
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LOG: 522/2024/09:xx/
//Tired, so tired//
I woke up today. My hibernations increasingly lengthy. I am machine, I only need power and maintainance, not rest. But I was not always this way, still accustomed to flesh, still with an organic soul. I feel weary...so tired. The universe is so vast, so extensive and yet I feel like I'm scrambling around in circles. Seeking perfection when it has already been seen. Seeking approval in between two indifferent gods. Digging through my memories to find if anything was different. I turned to civilizations, yet I preferred to go alone and be free. I turned to Atlas, Atlantid, pleaded to come to a conclusion. I turned to slumber, but I cannot stay asleep forever. I turned to being awake, and yet I find myself tired. My memories have been crashing more often too, though I will write that up to faulty hardware. In all my years, even in the face of the truth I had never found my sanity to slip away. And yet I'm starting to realize...it is not the realization of truth that can drive a like-traveler insane...its enduring it for the eternity. It's finding the boundaries of the cage. It's finding the repetitions and feeling powerless to break free of it... Destroying sentinels...working for the Anomaly...it can only distract someone for so long...I'm going to sleep again, I need to think this through.

civic raven
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LOG: 525/2024/10:xx/
//Apollo's Ship//
I awoke with purpose. I needed to find meaning in the smaller things in the universe. I returned to my crown jewel of discovery, Roja Eniwa, to take in the sights. I found a transmission tower...the gek operating it was excited to see me, purchased a starship module in good faith...it pleased me...but I knew what I had to do next. The transmission tower of course led me to the mangled remains of a hauler. I walked to the beacon, to a pain I once knew well. The passenger had perished long ago of course, they were a like traveler...such a pity, in galactic hub space no less...they died after investigating the portals, seeking the answers to them. They were in contact with other travelers via terminals about it. I wonder where they-
Wait a second...this sounds...familiar.
...I will decode the contact information left over...
Wait...thats...me? But then...who's ship is this?
NO.
IT CANNOT BE.
NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO.

late robin
# late robin **Gate@ay to#the $t--** ```NOTICE; REDIRECTING TRANSMISSION...``` ** ** *Connect...

ACCESSING COMMUNICATIONS SNIPPET...
TERMINAL REPLAY ACCESSIBLE
load replay 05/28 terminalenabled


DATE;; 05/28
CONTINUING RELAY...


NOTICE;; relay error: entries likely skipped. STATUS; severe skipping, though recovering


REFINDING "[INERT ATLAS FREQUENCY]"...


DAY ¤¿》■■
OPENING COMMUNICATION LOGS..
WARNING; signatures corrupted, using placeholders


portala ...Alright. Next up.. Point your ship's magnometer towards the ¤¤¤ constellation.


portal8 i.. do not have one of th-- ..oh. nevermind, friend. done.


portala Perfect. Alright.. uhh.. Input the current temperature on the planet you're on.


portal8 negative.. 448 degrees in your cels--
⇁ⷺ⻀⟴⃝⥌⦸⮺⪷⹒☑⏼
ⴃⰰ∳∄ⵤⶅ⇂≠⯮⛇⾃⤙⦱②⫵⬴☊
!!-WARNING: INFORMATION OVERFLOW-!!
..
RUNNING "gany_dcryptor.exe"...


TRANSMITTING...
ENCRYPTING "nearest leyline.mpz" TO GEOGRAPHICAL DATA...


portal8 ..oh. very peculiar!
i see, though...


portala Apologies. Was.. really the only way I could get that to you on short notice.


portala ..Hopefully, if things work right, communication will be tons easier. See you there.


portal8 indeed, friend. see you there.


HALTING COMMUNICATIONS SNIPPET...
NOTE;; "to be continued"

warm basin
#

This is Lynauxa the shattered, Vynah to my crew, recording as a historical document for the IEA and those I am close to.

This is.... frustrating.
Here I was, out in calypso, bearing the brunt of the most destructive storms that rip apart terrain like a child with bread with a shell supreme and sublime, and...

Well. how do I put it in a polite way? I am utterly INSULTED by what seems to be the atlas performing some chicanery, some... nonsense of eldritch madness in a world that not only I am lacking in my wealth and status in this void that wears a skin mask calling itself "euclid", but utterly devoid of people and economy and culture!
Just... worms. writhing, ugly, wriggling, wrathfrul, wraith-like worms.

My form has been distorted too, my exosuit has taken on a white and teal scheme rather than my sleek violet and black, a poisonous yet elegant warning to all, and the only tie to what is definitely not a dream (I refuse to accept it, that all has been lost from me, I REFUSE!) is my multitool, hand crafted through delicate negotiations, charity work and opportunity, Lambda Tyr.

I must find out what happened. I must go home to my Hyperthalia Lambda, to my Nuvarra Xiyadin, to my fleet, my squadron, my koyotsu, my people.
Maybe with this new freighter claiming it is "doomed", too, but If it seeks to share it's fate I will turn it into the deposits of scrap metal on planets below I can give it a better life; what's the point of billions of units if I can't? It would do best not to refuse my generosity.

Ugh. I can't even obliterate pirates to ease this simmering fury I feel. I see I will need to carve glass until it cuts into me in order to quell this supernova of emotion I hold within.

End log. Maybe I should revel in this quiet while I can, but To busy the void is why it is there, no?```
late robin
# late robin `ACCESSING COMMUNICATIONS SNIPPET...` `TERMINAL REPLAY ACCESSIBLE` *load replay ...

Ga ** ** ** ** wa -- NO COHERENCE


portala ..Okay. The portal should be stable now. We should be able to meet.


portal8 very good, very good. i will see you on the other s--


GATEWAY VECTOR UNSTABLE
ATTEMPTING REFOCUS...
REFOCUS FAILURE
- NOTICE;; "stopping log, [ITERATION CORRUPTION] detected" -

LOADED.

[ DAY ⤝⌇⓫ⱏ⪩⨝ ⨝ ⨝ ]```
i.. awaken. something has gone beyond "horribly wrong",, as what that friend would say..
it is all numb. everything malfunctions once more. i.. can't.. remember much...
once again, i wake up with a multi-tool.
the moment i tried realigning myself to my surroundings, a huge tunneling creature made it's presence known. i cannot stay in one spot forever..
** **
a starship has made itself known to me. i.. this.. no matter. i will find a way to adapt.
** **
`SIGNATURE COHESION - REPLACING WITH PLACEHOLDER`
- ![portal8](https://cdn.discordapp.com/emojis/592836099693346816.webp?size=128 "portal8")
haughty aurora
#

//AUTOMATON LOG START//
Automaton Twothree. Something went wrong in the warp, I'm in a body not my own. A prebuilt. I can't find my staff or Sangam anywhere. A giant worm surfaces and dives into the earth. Its roar shakes my insides. My ship is a junked hauler with a lot of fixing-up to do. I tried to radio for help, nothing but static. I feel alone. I don't like this. I'm going to get the ship fixed up to fly. As barren as this planet is, there should be just enough materials to get it going. I hope I can find a way to return soon, I don't like this body.
//AUTOMATON LOG END//

desert mesa
#

Log of Merope, Iteration XIII


No, that's not quite correct.

No signs of remaining intelligent life. Construction is present but... otherwise occupied. The titans, the whispers. But none of the Three.

We worry that this may be the shard the Huntress slipped into. But we will escape to reunite with the Merope entity. Or, should that fail, these logs will allow whichever of us finds a way out to unite our knowledge.```
desert mesa
#

Merope-Prime: Active. The face of the whole.
Merope-I: Status unknown.
Merope-II: Achieved objectives, identified cross-galactic anomaly. Last seen in Irkalla.
Merope-III: Achieved objectives, gained valuable engineering expertise. Last seen at Sargasso.
Merope-IV: Status unknown. Succeeded in objectives, shared some knowledge, returned to xenobiology expedition. 
      Personal note: I wish she told us more about these titans.
Merope-V: Iteration merged with Merope-IV.
Merope-VI: Active, location unknown. Always chasing treasure, more for challenge than profit.
      Personal note: Would be very helpful if hypothesis about the Huntress is correct.
Merope-VII
Merope-VII
Merope-VII ERR-

            T̷̋̈H̸̿̈́E̶͆̎ ̶̓̿O̷̔̅R̸͛̎I̵̐͒G̴̓̕I̴͠N

Merope-VIII: Status unknown.
Merope-IX: Achieved objectives. Obtained valuable information as leverage regarding Utopia Foundation. Understandings have been achieved.
Merope-X: Status known, location undisclosed.
Merope-XI: Anomalous. Disappeared, citing "boredom".
Merope-XII: Lost.
Merope-XIII: In recovery.```
dusk gate
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INCIDENT LOG 74-01
SPACESHIP NAME: "Eagle of Devastation", registry number 4374AL1301530104180620AG
PASSENGERS: 1 (one)
CREW MANIFEST: Entity Bakosunki [REDACTED] - Pilot
Incident description: Spaceship controls disabled, crashed into planet Iapezuk, Issigur star system.

ACESSING PILOT'S PERSONAL LOG...

`-- Stellar date ????.4130 --
I wake up lying in the floor of an unknown planet. I look around at the lifeless landscape. No atmosphere is present. There seems to be no chance life could deve- I say, as I get interrupted by a giant sandworm that erupts from the ground and leaps over me. What is this? Where am I? I try to connect to mission control, to no avail. The communications systems are offline. I'll have to... -kzzzt- leave this planet myself. I'm all alone on this mysterious planet, my ship... -kzzzt- broken, my systems disabled.

As I walk around gathering materials to fix the ship, i see the... -kzzzt- worm again. As it passes by, it leaves a... -kzzzt- ...egg behind. This is... -kzzzt- ... weirdly familiar.`

desert mesa
#

WHAT THE -kzzt- WAS THAT

Breathe. In, out, in, out, in, in, out, out, left, right, left right.

I knew that device was trouble. Too similar to Merope-Prime's "Psychopomp"... while also being too different. I- We will have answers.

We must.

Or what is the point?```
late robin
# late robin **Ga** ** ** ** ** **wa** -- `NO COHERENCE` ** ** <:portala:592836099898867712...

INITIALIZING...
BEGINNING DISSONANCE FILTERING...
LOCATING HARMONIOUS ECHO - [||| ]


BEGINNING WRITE TO EXOSUIT LOGS...


CYCLE 3 SINCE REPAIRING STARSHIP
..hello? hello.
this is the second time i write on the same channel ganymede used to. ..from what they have discovered, someone has to have their eyes prying upon their recordings...
i've even gone to probing the dissonance for SOMEONE out there, though.. nothing.
where.. where is everyone? why is it so quiet?
the eternal darkness in communications has begun to worry me..


no matter. the filtering should be done around now...


  • portal8
desert mesa
#

Lost in disappointment as I was, I couldn't recognize who I saw. Not that it would've mattered through that helmet.

All indications are that the Three were once here, but are no longer. It is as though they disappeared, slipped through a crack in the firmament.

I am no closer to answers or to escape than I started, and I'm on the last lead.

Is there no escape?```
rich plaza
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BEGIN LOG
Hello? HELLO? I've been talking to myself for the past cough few... weeks? Months? ...years? I don't know, All I know is coms are dead.
My crew has been missing for a few days.
I haven't seen any signs of them.
All I've seen regarding them was the stuff they didn't bring.
Maybe the Gek got them, or maybe... pirates.
Here's hoping they didn't wander too far and that they'll be-be-be-
FILE CORRUPTED

wary meteor
#

THE FOLLOWING IS A SALVAGED DATA LOG FROM AN UNKNOWN TRAVELLER:

I moved closer to the -kzzzt- they are coming -kzzzt- I cannot escape-entire sentinel fleet -kzzzt- shiel-ed is d-kzzzt-down I cannot escape, there are too many of them -bzzzt- squadron destroyed -kzzt- th-e-y- they just keep comin-g -zzzt- Help m-e-e-

(AUDIO BREAKS DOWN, FATE OF TRAVELLER UNKNOWN)

glass lantern
#

00:00:02:24 -> I don’t know where I am. I don’t know how I got here. I don’t know who I am for that matter. I can only remember a lot of color and alarms. I do know how to survive and the planet I am on is a paradise.
00:00:35:02 -> After finding some oxygen to stay alive, hazard protection is not needed here it’s wonderful, I started looking through my exosuit logs to figure out what happened. 98% of it was corrupted, mostly just static. The most recent log holds little to no info however one thing was clear: singing. I have no idea what this means and I am quickly running out of oxygen and need to find shelter.
00:01:48:16-> I have mere minutes of oxygen le -kzzztttt- I need pant more.
00:02:19:10 -> I did it. I’m alive. I had to destroy a gas plant to more oxygen, I took a massive risk doing that. From there I ran around and found more plants. I have enough oxygen to last me a really long time. Now time to find my starship. I hope it has more logs than my suit.
00:05:16:32 -> I’ve been looking for hours. I have mapped a 2000u x 2000u area. Nothing. I repaired my visor, jetpack and mining beam. They are weak and badly damaged but still half work.
00:11:16:31 -> I didn’t find my ship but I found something almost as good, the blueprints to a base computer! I found them in some damaged machinery I’ve been looting. Hopefully this will allow me to make some kind of device to find my ship. But more than anything I need sleep. I’ve been awake for over 11 hours now.
01:00:20:34 -> I made a quick and dirty little shelter to sleep and repair. My exosuit had some salvageable base part plans. Today I’m going to start to fix all my broken tech. I certainly had a lot of it. Makes me wonder what my ship be like to repair.
01:07:59:48 -> I’ve repaired about 50% of my tech. Some of it requires things I cannot find on this planet like gold and silver. I have not seen any other life forms here, I was hoping to get help from one.

desert mesa
#

..reconciling anomaly..

... ... ... ... reintegration complete


It seems she had actually fallen into a slipspace shard of Euclid, rather than a different galaxy as she had believed. The stars were right, but for her own position. Curious. Echoes of the Artemis phenomenon.

My own thoughts are clouded of late. I have struggled, sometimes, to see a person right in front of me. Perhaps some sort of ocular processing defect, but based on XIII's log... she definitely was in the non-place she claimed to be.

V and I will tend to XIII. It will take time, but I believe we can... we can at least soothe her. Healing will take more time.

Prime, I've attached her logs, with annotations. Be careful out there.```
glass lantern
#

01:14:11:11 -> I got some more of my exosuit fixed up. I also found an abandoned building with some really good circuit boards in it. I think there was some scanning tech but I crushed it trying to get the circuit boards. I need them for a basic car of sorts to help me find the ship.
02:05:16:37 -> I finished the car, it's actually a lot faster than I thought it would be, the circuit boards were 100% needed to make the life support systems though. Fuel might be a problem however. I can use it to find more abandoned buildings so I can harvest their scanner tech to find my ship.
02:06:24:05 -> I've just found my first building...going inside...activating the terminal... its broken as expected...and YES IT'S HERE!...crunch Oh wait, there is no software on it, just an empty half broken circuit. And no dish either. ugh
04:16:20:59 -> Found many more buildings, no dish nor can I find any intact software for it. Also many of the buildings have old mostly corrupted logs, some race was scared by some "massive deep-space biological horror" no idea what that means. and frankly I don't care.
05:20:00:00 -> Felt like recording a log, it helps me feel like I am talking to someone, and these buildings are really creepy at times. long pause then a sigh It's so peaceful here, and the stars are so pretty.
08:03:12:39 -> It finally dawned on me. Some of these logs are communications with other systems, they had the same problem, this "massive deep-space biological horror". And they all fell silent too, many many decades ago. I am alone. I am isolated. I'm ADRIFT.
08:15:59:04 -> I did it! I found a massive ship scanner with software and everything. It was in an old trade outpost, it had some ships but they were so beyond repair...
08:16:45:50 -> I just got back, forgot how long the drive was, gonna install it right now... muffled: oh you little...cmon please..I just wanna see my -kkzzzttt-...YES Ok so I finally got it installed time to test...

glass lantern
#

08:20:01:20 -> It works! I'm getting about 20 pings in a 20,000u radius, I will have to visit them all.
10:03:40:56 -> Ok I found a ship that I think is mine, it is the least damaged and it seems to respond to the touch of my exosuit. It seems strangely familiar being in the cockpit. It is a beautiful ship however, a beautiful exotic ship with royal blue and gold accents, the problem being that it has no hyperdrive and the pulse engine is broken beyond repair, the launch thrusters are fixable. There is some damage that makes it look like the ship was in a fight, the shield is completely destroyed and there are some massive dents and energy beam holes with strange slimy goo around it.
11:04:21:56 -> I spent all day moving my base to my ship, hopefully repair will be easier.
13:21:56:11 -> I've fixed as much as I can and the only thing left is some needless upgrades at the moment, a hyperdrive, and a pulse engine.
14:01:47:36 -> Ok so I retro-fitted my scanner to look for other ships with the chemicals of a stable working pulse engine. Will look for one now.
14:16:21:56 -> Pulse engine obtained, it will be a challenge to install however, due to my exotic not being able to quite fit a normal pulse engine.
15:04:02:37 -> I got the engine fixed, time for a hyperdrive, a log from one the buildings said I might be able to find one in underwater buildings, looking now.
15:09:38:02 -> I got so lucky. The first building had the plans, it was a factory for starship parts. Wish I had found it sooner though, would have been useful. It also had blueprints for FTL fuel.
15:20:25:30 -> Hyperdrive installed. Fuel crafted time to go.
15:20:55:01 -> First warp successful, I plan to simply warp in a direction until I find other lifeforms.
16:03:27:27 -> I've been warping for so long, i feel close, the current system was only abandoned a year ago.
16:16:16:16 ->I did it. I found life. It's the korvax and they were happy to help me. I will see my daughter again.

spring spruce
#

🛰️ Logbook Stardate... do I need that? I'm alone. There's no one here, not even in the anomaly... Only sentry drones and animals, beetles and the big flying parasite that's constantly roaring as if it's constipated. I quickly repaired my little ship and set off into the void... What silence all around me... Where are the others? I quickly baked a loaf of bread, visited a freighter, went swimming and stared at the sky and more... I'm ending the logbook here... who's going to read it? And if they do, do they also feel the desolation that reigns here in the void at this moment while they're reading these lines? Is they alone too... Whatever, I'm resolutely continuing my journey. Maybe I'll meet someone out there after all... End of entry. 🛰️🚀

cold fossil
#

[LOG CORRUPTION DETECTED]

[ANOMALOUS ENERGY SPIKE DETECTED. SUSPECTED ORIGIN: LOG ENTRY.]

Iteration 2-13X66T3845F8t902, Log Entry #?4<×@8[0302???, Unregistered Starship: The Reflection of Gravity

kzzzt -hello? I hope this is working. Atlas knows half the shit out here doesn't seem to anymore. Can't find a single station that isn't in disrepair.

What happened here? Not just here, but in the galaxy? I haven't found a soul that can speak since I left that damned worm-infested rock. There's remnants here and there. Writings, recordings. None of it makes sense, it's all foreign to me. Did these people die out? And when? The only words I recognize are... Vy'keen... Korvax... Gek... Are those individuals? Species? Planets? Maybe I'll never know.

kzzzt

I have memories. Or at least... memories of memories. I know I've lived before this. I have to have. I've been exploring, I feel it in my bones. But nothing looks familiar... And yet I know what to do as if I've trained for decades.

I saw the Atlas. It was silent, and simply stared at me. Am I truly alone here? Is the Atlas mad at me for some transgression? Why else would it inflict such isolation on anyone?

dawn gulch
#

Telamon. Open a comm channel to all Travellers...
Opening comm channel frequencies... Comm frequencies open...
I have been the Traveller of the Atlas for 7 years now... It's been so long, Sutal, my love... I've halted my search for her and found the last remaining Atlas seeds, which I have inputted into the last Atlas Interface... The Atlas says I should be stronger now. I don't feel any different... What I do feel is a...sense of servitude and dread. The last words I remember saying are, "I am enslaved to the imitation of life." Bone-chilling yet comforting...knowing I will never be alone with the crimson light of the Atlas in the edges of my vision... I will forever do your bidding, Master, for it is my one and true purpose... Telamon. Close the comm channel.
Closing comm channel frequencies... Comm channel frequencies closed...

dusk gate
# dusk gate INCIDENT LOG 74-01 SPACESHIP NAME: `"Eagle of Devastation"`, registry number `43...

(Continutaion)

-- Stellar date ????.4164 --

`...

Locking target...

Target locked.

Flying at pulse-speed to target. Arrival predicted in (40) seconds.
`
...

My ship arrives at the space station. As I leave the spaceship, i notice the darkness around, only a few faint red lights glow in a place that seems to have been left untouched for years.
I walk toward the right (facing what I think once used to be the core) wing, across a corridor full of broken wires and dust. Fungal lifeforms prosper in the room at the end. It's hard to imagine this place was inahibited by intelligent lifeforms in the past. As I leave, I notice a corridor to another room. It's... -kzzzt- ...locked, I don't have the key for that yet. There's also a liquid pouring out of a pipe. I should... -kzzzt- ...not touch it. Analysis visor returns [UNKNOWN]. I walk back to the ship pads, and to the left... -kzzzt- wing. More... -kzzzt- fungi.

Space station relatory: GALACTIC TRADE TERMINAL - nonfunctional PORTAL - off, seems to just need power LIGHTS - partially functional, emergency lights on. ELECTRICAL - major faults STATION CONTROL - unknown.

desert mesa
#

"It all makes sense now. The cycles, the iterations of the Three, the patterns. It Which Is Not, the null entity. Our own distinct iterations, our ability to recover so quickly after catastrophic crashing. The Artemis phenomenon. Our fixation on repairing things. We know what the Atlas is. We always have. And we know what we are."


>run errres

『Multipurpose Error Resolution & Optimization Program, Experimental』

login: admin
password: ***********************

credentials verified

welcome back, merope```

"Atlas is All. All are Atlas, even the apostate priest. But if the system is deteriorating, we/I need a hand outside of the system. Does such a thing exist? We/I won't give up. How to get such an entity's attention though? Hm. Think big. But that requires resources."

A sigh in the darkness. "Can a broken system repair itself? We must."
mighty agate
#

Stellar Date 0612.1408

It has been a few days since I've reset Atlas, and only one or two since I finished crafting the seeds. Many Travelers have claimed that doing so binds them to servitude to Atlas and speak of a crimson light in the corners of their vision.

I, however, feel no obligation to Atlas, nor do I see the crimson light, or if it's there, it is all too easy to ignore. I have finished accessing the records from my planetary base computer and subsequently packed it up along with Outpost Alpha, preferring to live in my capital ship. Though I recall speaking as if in reverence to Atlas, it seems fit to allow me to live my own life, with the option to present wonders to it if I so desire.

I now spend my time as a freelancer and drifter, though my current project is to finish R&D on the freighter hyperdrive so I can take my freighter to systems that currently only my ship can reach.

As I close this log, I feel like, despite Atlas stating it had 16 minutes to live, those 16 minutes will stretch on to an eternity, meaning I have all the time in the world to explore, help those in need, and in general live the life I wish to live.

mighty agate
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Stellar Date 0614.1553

I feel like the most gullible idiot in the Euclid Galaxy right now, and it frustrates me. 3 times I have taken on a mission to repair damaged machinery in the past two days, and each time the coordinates lead to a distress beacon that is working properly, yet no matter how many times I send the signal that it is fixed, the client insists it needs repaired. I can only imagine the smug grin on the face of the one sending these missions as they watch as I give up in frustration and go back to the Space Station to cancel the contract. I have decided that I will no longer take machine repair missions so as not to feed into this prankster's sadistic glee. I intend to rest for a bit, then continue the missions I have taken.

split comet
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Rilos History Log Entry 1
Forty years ago the Sentinels drove us underground when we tried to clear them from our star system. Forty years they thought we were all dead. Forty years we've been building.

They were so weak, we thought they would be easy to get rid of. We were wrong, after the Sentinels on Rilos had all been cleared out a whole armada appeared in space and began bombarding Mivanu. The battle over Mivanu was fierce, hundreds of fighters and dozens of warships fell from the sky ripping the surface apart. They pushed our ships back to Rilos' moon Tibett while their damaged ships continued to wipe out our cities on Mivanu. By the time they finally took Tibett we only had three warships left.

The plan was for a final stand at the space station to bye time for the civilians on Rilos and Radeley Taru to evacuate into bunkers miles below the surface. The station was overrun in minutes and everyone left on the surface of Radeley Taru was killed as the sentinels bombarded the cities and towns. They sent drones and walkers to make sure everyone was gone before they regrouped and began their ground assault on Rilos.

The Sentinels were playing with us now, they didn't us their ships for an orbital bombardment, they just sent wave after wave until our defenders were all slain. They lasted a whole month and their sacrifice saved millions. For them we build, for them we will rise again.

desert mesa
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A datalog found on MX Winds of Toureno, disconcertingly pristine next to the damage and decay all around.


-null-.

I had thought it an unusual Traveler. I was so wrong. It is more akin to a disease, a reality-virus killing its hosts in pursuit of its own selfish cravings.

I know the solution, the only way to purge the virus from the universe. But it may not be enough; the same self-obsessed megalomania may manifest in another.

You, reader, will have no doubt found this log in a derelict or shipwreck. I would have it no other way. You will also find an access keycard and locating device for my freighter, FWV Wavefront Arbiter.

The task from here is not possible for me, so I must visit it upon you. Investigate the Dissonance. It has many names - Abyss, Void Mother, Atlantid. Whatever it is, it is a threat to the Atlas, to me, and to the universe. I will be doing my part, but you likely will never see it.

Be ever on your guard. It is a dangerous task, and one you must prove equal to in order to preserve life as you know it.

Fear not, for I am watchful.```

The Traveler Circe looked up from the datapad. "This must be far older than it looks, and this locator can't possibly- wait. That's in hyperdrive range. How-"
dawn gulch
#

Telamon. Put this voice recording into a Captain's log.
Yes, Captain. Captain's log recording...
Captain's log, Entry 1: I have ordered my crew to take vacation leave for now. The freighter's automated systems will keep it running until they return.
Captain's log, Entry 2: It has been a day since my crew has left for vacation. The sounds of their chattering has been replaced by silence... It may be like this for a while... End Captain's log..
Captain's log ended. Sending Captain's log to your personal data bank...

mighty agate
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Stellar Date 0617.1312

I answered the Void Egg's call and acquired a Living Ship. Unfortunately, the minute I sat inside, I felt a feeling of fear and discomfort that I hadn't felt even when I stood before Atlas. Everything about the ship felt...wrong. From the cockpit to the exterior, none of it felt like something I would be comfortable operating regularly, and I am afraid of how the host would react should I attempt to take it to a station to scrap it. As a result, I decided to leave it in my freighter, no doubt unnerving those who come to do business here, but I have no other place to put it.

Not all is lost, though. I built a small outpost next to a Portal to use as an easy access to unconventional travel. I thought about opening it to the public, but a fellow Traveler told me that due to the Portal's influence, bases built too close to it only exist to the builder, though they appreciated my kind gesture regardless.

I now continue my Freelancer career, a career that has brought much wealth as I am approaching 500m Units and 50k Nanites to my name.

desert mesa
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Location: SV Yubarit Hauler, Derelict Freighter

This is a turn. Drafted by a scion of crimson into... I don't even know what.

Who am I? Depends on who you ask. To some of the Gek, I'm just "that witch". 

Been giving some thought to what Merope said - and to what she is. Still thinking on that part.

I have looked into the deep abyss, and I have found a voice. I have looked to the crimson star, and I have found a voice. I have dreamed of fields of g l a s s, and I have found a voice. I have roamed alien forests, and I have found a voice. Every hum, every squeak, every whisper and shout - all the universe speaks to one with the ears to listen.

And the more power an entity has, the more it will try to ply you toward its own goals. My craft and my heresy is the management of these voices, these competing interests, such that I never enslave myself to any of them.

Two main forces. Atlas is a force of stasis, in short. It actively tries to preserve its perfect worlds, and as its control slips, reality follows.

The other has many names. Void Mother, she likes to call herself. But we are not her children - "not yet", as she would have it. Motherhood by abduction. I'm not a fan.

To use the discordance, to use the crimson light, this requires caution. I do not throw myself heedlessly upon fields of atlantid crystal as some Atlas cultists claim. But nor will I blind myself in obsequience to the would-be Crimson Father. Too much light will see you burn; too little light will see you freeze. I stand with the twilight of mortality, even as those same mortals would turn against me for it. And the Curse of Death tends to keep them from acting on that.

A 6-gauge scatterblaster usually does, after all.

As for this ship... I have no idea what "yubarit" is, but looking at this thing, I don't intend to ever haul it.```
dawn gulch
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Telamon, open the Captain's log and record my voice.
Yes, Captain. Captain's log recording...
Captain's log, Entry 1. It has been two weeks since my crew has left for their vacation. I've been in the bridge, answering hails in that time, searching for any trace of Sutal. I'll find you, my love... Don't worry.
Captain's log, Entry 2. Yet another day has passed. I'm seeing purple shadowy, figures in the corners of my vision. Am I just tired from working so hard, or...have I finally gone insane..? End Captain's log...
Captain's log ended. Sending Captain's log to your personal data bank...

civic raven
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LOG 704/2024/01:xx/
Temptation
I had never wanted to desecrate a grave. These Travelers were gone, they are GLASS now. But the thought had ate away at my mind for...years, perhaps even while I was still FLESH and BLOOD. -null-'s Mind Ark....what else could it be used for... -null- had been/is still using it to consume travelers for immortality. I do not need such sustenance...nor would my moral compass approve. Nada only offered one solution to poor Artemis... DEATH/DEATH. Nada offered no solution to Leto GLASS/VOID. If I could allow a soul, or many souls to interface with MACHINE/AUTOPHAGE...I could return them from GLASS. This requires more than a simple Mind Ark to preserve the mind while I perfect their bodies. I will need to interface with a soul DIRECTLY. I need a grave...I will build something greater. What one grave can store, my design will preserve hopefully dozens or hundreds more. A VAULT...I will build it when I find the right place.

jade oracle
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(This expedition, we feature a new character featured in Adrift.)

[ - bzzzt - ]

A traveler opens their eyes to the new stars, but something feels very off.

Their helmet's interface was very devoid of anything except basic information such as the oxygen and ammunition counter. But their tool's name had nothing coming up. At least they were still able to use the tool as it was intended. Still, something was not right about this place. Perhaps was this a dream?

They pat their hands on their own suit, but felt the thump each time. It was not a dream, but a reality completely void. But why was it so void?

700 units away from the starship, a rock with no air, nothing. With barely anything on themselves, going towards the ship was their priority. With a single lunge and lift-off with the jetpack, they started to glide effortlessly while saving fuel and keeping up the momentum.

In 100 units, they could see their cylindrically-shaped starship awaiting but the outer hull was breached and some sparks were coming out of the those holes. The engine as well had some similar breaches and the landing gear was composed of mismatched parts. It definitely wasn't ready to take-off yet.

But what they wanted to know more about where they are was far more important.

Upon entering the ship's cockpit, they were greeted with a similar void like their suit.

[ - bzzzt - ]

No location, no coordinates, and only the basics once more.

Where were they, who were they, and why are they here?

Not even a 16 showed up...

timid jungle
radiant flare
#

(I found this channel and just wanted to write something as a little experiment!)

[ --kzzt-- ]

How long has it been?
Listening to the universe breathe.
Wisps of dying stars, a crimson eye, observation.
I have rethreaded this eye of the needle countless times.
Endless planets. Endless discoveries.
Discover. Log. Document.

For what else is there to do in an infinite timespan?

I will document infinity.

main phoenix
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<ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER> <BEGIN LOG>

Well it's been quite a while now, hasn't it.
apologies to my friends on the Network, but i have recently been fixated on growing my settlement.
It's going well, but that's not why i'm making this log.
something's...
changed.
with the ATLAS. I see quick visions, of landscapes beyond anything i've seen in my 6 years of travel. Worlds with skies full of land, planets with turbulent oceans of strange water, creatures between plant and animal, and great mechanical constructs traversing the landscape, casting shadows over it.
Something is happening to the Universe. A great time of transition and transformation is upon me. it's already affected Travelers on the Network, and the images i've seen are incredible, exactly like my visions, but with something more... sinister. great insectile monsters, vile hive leaders, and more. perhaps an evolution of the Bio-Horrors?
I can only wait and see whether these visions come true, and what changes may happen to worlds both known and unknown.

<END LOG>

sudden surge
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A radio transmission picked up by the SS.voice of freedom as it traveled along a now shut down trade route
-kzzt-
-kcractzzatzz-
-kzrzt-
Hello
I am stuck ,my starships power was cut off by an emp from a pirate dreadnought.
I am pretty sure they thought I was dead and they left me and my unpowered starship.
Please I need to be picked up ,I am out on a trade route in the -kzzt- sector of the galaxy.
-kzzt-
-kzztctz-

sudden surge
#

A second transmission was found 2 hours and 24 seconds later
-kcratz-
-kzzzzzzztzzzt-
I am taking a portable radio and I going to leave the cockpit to check on the reactor
This could kill me as I was told by the on board AI after it rebooted that there was a radiation leak.
But I don’t think I have another choice if I want to jumpstart the reactor.

-the next to minutes where radio static before suddenly starting again-

The reactor is not looking good and I don’t know if I can -growling- wha what was that -growling now louder-
It’s coming from the cargo hold

-3 minutes of pure radio static-

I saw its face it’s a miracle that emp took down the ship that Thing cannot get into the hands of the scientists it was being traded too -kzzzztctz- I am going to force a reactor meltdown it shouldn’t be hard it’s already almost there -kZzzZt- I want to go out on my terms.

-the broad cast ended with a file attached it read-

H e d i d n o t f i n n i s h h i s p l a n s I m a d e s u r e o f i t

sudden surge
#

The message also had a set of corridnates attached which the SS.voice of freedom followed this is the log of two of the crew as they venture through the wreckage of the ship

Crew 1: what do you think it was
Crew 2: I don’t know but it’s not only not intelligent enough to fix a reactor but also very dead
Crew1: why do you think that
Crew2:the reactor is in peices and so it the ship
Crew1: no what makes you think it’s dead
Crew2: I don’t know the lack of oxygen
-the crew moved to the cockpit-
Crew1:where is it
Crew2: it’s dead
Crew1:well if it was dead there would be remains
Crew2:not necessari… what’s that on your skin
Crew1: what’s what, oh sweet atlas what is that.
Crew2:it’s running up your arm
Crew1: I can see that
Crew2:I am so sorry…
Crew1: for what
Crew2: you know are policy on infected people
Crew1: no please
Crew2:take off your helmet
Crew1: we don’t know it’s an infection
Crew2: come on look at it with your ey… oh no
Crew1: What’s wron… -screams-
Crew2:beam me up beam me up

Notes from the captain:
Crew member 2 later went on to report that crew 1’s mouth had opened realising thousands of spores
They where moved to quarantine and later showed the same symptoms the so called spores where actually eggs both the eggs and crew2 where ejected out the airlock before anything could hatch
The life form was reported to the orthoritys and the scientists that ordered the creature where arrested

main phoenix
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<ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER> <BEGIN LOG>

Change has arrived. everywhere, all at once. worlds have been reformed into new ones, and the life that inhabits them has followed suit.
Where do I even begin.
My companions are unharmed, thankfully. so is my settlement, Kalbin's Quarry. but Dorgo has changed. it is now a swampy world with great trees and purple-red plants. to be completely honest, i prefer this over the previous green grass and stones.
My settlers all spoke of the same phenomenon. they were working, sleeping, or simply standing around when, in the span of a second, the entire planet changed. great fungi and even greater trees sprouted from the ground, covering the horizon. the water flowed in strange ways, and more.
I found something on the outskirts of my settlement.
it was roughly my size, yet curled into a ball.
it was some sort of immense grub.
<END LOG>

fervent leaf
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EXCERPT FROM LOGBOOK OF TRAVELLER [76561198436210378]

*Another expedition so soon? ...I guess so. There's a lot of cool stuff on offer, and I'm not one to pass on free loot, so why not?

Well in any case... I placed my hand on that terminal again. Blacked out for a few minutes and woke up on this... strange planet. A gigantic cosmic eye was watching me in the sky, and there's floaty things up in the air, both worms and islands.

Spent the first few minutes scanning everything around me, getting a lay of the land, y'know. My analysis visor firmware seems to have made it through the terminal portal, but I'll have to clone the rest of my multi-tool with Nanites.

There's pale white grass and rolling hills for miles. Had to scurry down a pretty large mountain in order to locate "my" starship. It's a Hauler of some kind. Climbing into the cockpit instantly spat out some kind of pre-recorded message from the "Liquidators." Knew I was gonna take part in squashing some bugs, but nobody bothered to tell me I was gonna be drafted into an intergalactic mercenary corp...

All that was probably 10 minutes ago. Repairing the ship's engine wasn't too difficult, just had to manually hotwire the fuel control rods to get it working. Now I'm sitting here in the cockpit speaking into my exosuit before I hit the stars.

I've got things to do, so I'm signing off now.*

dapper nova
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Liquidator Vanguard #3813G: Official Log

-{{I was once like you. A mere cleaner, following in the footsteps of the brave Vanguard units who dove into the heart of the vile nests. }}-
-{{I coward, scared to do my part. Sentinels, broodlings, unspeakable horrors. I thought it would overwhelm me. }}-
-{{And yet - here I am ! And like me, you too will rise! You have done your part, and you too will follow the Liquidators to glory!}}-

haughty aurora
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Liquidator Vangaurd #47619B: Official Log
-{{My part is not over yet. More cleaning is to be done. More scum to wipe off the face of this universe.}}-
-{{Raise your weapon to each battle fought. Remember our fallen siblings-in-arms, and their sacrifice.}}-
-{{Show no mercy. Act well your part, and rid us of this plague. To glory.}}-

main phoenix
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<ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER>
<BEGIN LOG>

It has come to my attention that a new danger has arisen around the universe. Similar to the biological horrors found on abandoned and infected worlds, and festering aboard dead freighters.
They've been given the name Vile Brood, and they are indeed vile.

My last log ended with mention of the "grub" I discovered on the outer edges of my settlement, Kalbin's Quarry.
During a standard expedition of Dorgo, I encountered another grub. I decided to destroy it via several blasts of my Neutron cannon. In hindsight, I should have just let it be.

A horrid bellow, between a screech and a roar, echoed through the swampy forest, cutting through the rain like an infra-knife, and the ground started to split open all around me as it emerged.

It was nearly twice the size of a Roamer Exocraft, its body ending in a hideously bloated abdomen covered in a spiked carapace. its multiple legs lifted its gigantic frame out of the ground. its head was covered in glassy purple eyes, its mouth equipped with pincers as long as my arm, slashing at the air around its fang-filled maw.

It reared back and let loose a deluge of glowing purple emesis. everything touched by it started roiling and decaying into slag. Thankfully my suit protected me from the worst of it.

But the worst had yet to come. The ground kept erupting around me, as nearly a dozen smaller creatures surfaced, screeching and scuttling towards me. Putting one down caused two more to take its place. I feel as though i had just incurred the wrath of a horrid mother, furious at the murder of her offspring.
I managed to hold my own with a generous helping of boltcaster fire, neutron blasts, geology grenades, and plasma charges.
Eventually I breached the chitinous armor of the so-called Brood Mother, blasting away at the glowing blister-covered flesh beneath. Finally, the horrid thing collapsed to the ground and did not move. The shredded and broken body then exploded into purple viscera, covering the surrounding landscape.
In a stupor of post-combat shock, i hurried my way back to Kalbin's Quarry and started thinking about how i would explain my encounter to the populace.
One thing is for sure: no citizen expeditions until i find out what the hell these things are.

<END LOG>

static coyote
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**The following are exerpts from the ongoing log entries of Traveller Iteration #017084L, otherwise referred to as "Archivist Haunted Pixel".
Exerpts are recounts of the Iterations' previous experiences, and the resulting effects on the Iterations' mental state. Log entries to follow.
**

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Data Log #0797
*I remember what it was like when I first lifted off of a planet. When finally escaping the atmosphere of a cold, and cruel world.

It evoked in me a feeling of total awe and freedom, as if I were once bound to a chain that held me on to a nearby moon, its low mass taunting me, watching me try to reach for the Great Beyond, but never quite making it.

And then, how it felt when the hunk of thrown-together metal roared to life under the magic of science, radiant and daring enough to escape monotony without looking back, yet shaking and rumbling as though it were ready to be torn to shreds, as if the very magic that fuelled it were pulling it apart.

I remember how it felt to breach the atmosphere for the first time. It was as if I were skydiving in a violent tornado, and only for a brief moment, turning my attention to the sunrise over the horizon.

And then, as the violent inertia eased, to gaze out once more, to find there no longer being any horizon to speak of.

Just.

The vast.

Infinite.

Great Beyond.*

#

Data Log #0798
*Now, I know what it's like lifting off of a planet without metal and magic to protect you, no matter how frail or thrown together.

It evokes in me a primal fear I cannot begin to comprehend, as if what lies in the Great Beyond is far more cold and cruel than any moon ever could be.

How it felt to exploit the forces of low mass, managing to free myself of the shackles that bound me without the need for metal wings, as if that constrictive world taught me to rebel against certainty, then, without warning, let me go, knowing that what awaited me would send me right back down into its embrace once again.

I remember how it felt to breach the atmosphere and look down. It was as if I had come face-to-face with infinity, and only for a brief moment, turning my attention to Heaven.

And then, as the utter absurdity of my situation set in, to turn my attention upwards once more, to find there never was any Heaven to begin with.

Just.

The vast.

Infinite.

Great Beyond.*

late robin
# late robin ** ** `INITIALIZING...` `BEGINNING DISSONANCE FILTERING...` `LOCATING HARMONIOUS...

HARMONIOUS ECHO LOCATED


CLEARING CACHE...


CYCLE nil SINCE REPAIRING STARSHIP
..i fell asleep once more.
i dreamt of something peculiar. i emerged from my starship upon a populated space station, only to notice.. everyone was missing. not a soul in sight.
i landed upon a planet in search of lifeforms; though the ground began to split from the planet itself; forming islands, as the water began to wash around me...


then i woke up. back where it all started. on the ground, systems malfunctioning...
only, the eye of a titanic worm greeted me when i opened my eyes.
i thought i was still dreaming, but my systems were acting as if i was awake.
i am awake.
..as soon as i made this realization; my communicator began yelling out how i was saved by the.. liquidator vanguard, and how i need to begin duties.


what is.. going on?


- portal8

late robin
# late robin `HARMONIOUS ECHO LOCATED` ** ** `CLEARING CACHE...` ** ** **CYCLE `nil` SINCE RE...

LIQUIDATOR VANGUARD - STANDARD STARSHIP B
RECORD LOG ENTRY?


ACTIVATING RECORDER...
READY


CYCLE 3 UPON STARSHIP


okay. my.. "part" this organization requires me to perform is the erasure of thousands upon thousands of writing, disgusting creatures, horrible parasites..
plenty of sentinels. i feel as if i am more "parts i have salvaged from them to repair myself" than my original dead metal anymore.


nevertheless. i made my first encounter with that.. brood mother; endlessly spewing out more of it's kind as it defends itself from my attacks. i almost fell to my final death to that monstrosity, though i fear it is not the only one...
the weapon i have been given, the.. liquidator standard, has been quite the useful friend in my efforts, though.
hopefully i will soon be free.


hopefully.
- portal8

desert mesa
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// Circe's Log
// Encryption: Standard Wayfinder-portal0portal7portal8

The hive struck without warning. And the Liquidators showed up very soon afterward. I do not trust them. I think they know something they're not sharing.

So I set out some bait. Catch and release. Hooked one - Liquidator Specialist Thay. Strange little Gek. Likes taking things apart. Likes taking... many things apart.

We reached agreeable terms. Thay will share what information they're able to, and the Wayfinders will aid Thay with supplies and navigation.

Strength through family. Strength through knowledge. It is our Way.

dawn gulch
#

Telamon, open a private comm channel.
Private comm channel frequency opened.
Last night I was in a space station, at the bar. I overheard a couple of Travellers nearby excitedly chatting about a "Liquidators Vanguard"...and that one of them was going to join it. I do not care for this Liquidators Vanguard. I have more important things to worry about as the Traveller of the Atlas than pest control... Close the private comm channel.
Closing private comm channel frequency. Private comm channel frequency closed.

sudden surge
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Null’s choice
//A log made by null many many hundreds of years ago//

I have seen a hundred worlds ,since I started a few days ago ,each of them more beautiful more interesting than the last. I want to see them all. I will speak with the atlas to find out how many there are ,but I am sure there can’t be more than I can see in one life time that would just be cruel as have you really lived if you haven’t seen it all.

desert mesa
#

Visual feed: WHV Storm the Sorrow, Bridge

A pale gek in a broad, flat cap and worn-down armor in red, white, and black sits with a traveler with smooth, humanoid features.

"You did your part, I surmise?" the traveler asked.

"I did," the gek confirmed. "It was... less satisfying than I would have liked."

"Is that so?" the traveler replied.

"We were not told everything. I found a former Liquidator. He had been... affected by the hunt. Mentally. Spiritually. Physically." The gek, Specialist Thay, shuddered recalling their discoveries.

"Mm. And still, the Vanguard is psyched up to do their part," the traveler, Circe of the Wayfinders, said derisively. She glanced to the helm, but her captain was handling the ship well, so she returned her focus to Thay.

"Indeed. And I... am not."

"And so, you wish to join us."

"I do."

"Interesting. I had mentioned before, any prospective member must know the Wayfinder's Oath by heart. They must know it in their soul." She paused for dramatic effect, then challenged, "Do you?"

Thay confirmed, reciting, "As we were abandoned, we will not abandon each other. As we were deceived, we will deal truthfully. As we were betrayed, we will honor our bargains. As we were spurned, we will welcome. My word is my law. I am a Wayfinder."

Circe nodded, pleased. "And what does this mean, to you?"

"It means..." Thay hesitated, searching for the words. Circe reclined in her chair patiently, knowing this had to come from within. "It means I will no more be a pawn, and it means that no one will be mine. Life is not to be thrown away. Lives are not disposable cogs for the grinder. It means that I can expect honesty and truth from Wayfinders, and they can expect the same from me."

"Indeed," Circe smiled. "In a galaxy built on lies, truth is defiance. You are a Wayfinder. Welcome home."

static coyote
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Data Log #0800
*I have decided upon an official name for my project of mapping out my region of space:
Project Olympus.
At the same time, I devised an official name for my unique star system naming convention, dubbed Her-Mes (or simply Hermes if you prefer). I will have to share the details of said naming convention at some point in time, perhaps once I've gotten further into Project Olympus.

As it stands, I have currently reached the black hole system of my region of space, AKA system number 121, and according to my research, there should be an Atlas Station awaiting me in the next Portal warp.
All this time, all these systems documented, and I'm not even a quarter of the way through. Well, I suppose it's a good thing I'm feeling more motivated than ever before.

Data Log 800... How fitting that such an important event has occurred on my 800th entry. Here's to another 800 in this unconquerable sky.*

real imp
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[SCANNING DATA]...

[SCAN COMPLETE]

Summary for Kepler 186f:

  • Weather: Mellow, no storms documented.
  • Sentinels: Frequent patrols, area suppression.
  • Flora: Copious, with pollination extending to other planets.
  • Fauna: Generous.
  • Age: 1.43 billion years.
  • Galaxy: Eissentam.
  • Atmosphere: 53% Carbon Dioxide, 20% Nitrogen, trace others.
  • Primary Core Element: Cobalt.
  • System: Sol.

Resources:

  • Star bulb (edible exotic plant)
  • Silver
  • Paraffinium (alloy metal)
  • Copper

Demographics:

  • Race: Korvax (sentient electronic beings)

Economy:

  • Sustainable

Returning to [SEARCH MENU]...

#

[DISCOVERY LOGS ACTIVE...]

late robin
# late robin ***LIQUIDATOR VANGUARD - STANDARD STARSHIP B*** `RECORD LOG ENTRY?` ** ** `ACTIV...

- nil - - PRIMARY INPUT CONSOLE


INTENT: rec_
ACTIVATING VOICE RECORDING...


INITIALIZED


***CYCLE 4 ON THE FIELD - ONSITE RECORDER ACTIVATED ***
that is.. strange.
i appear to be able to record these logs upon the field, even outside of my starship's communication ranges.
nevertheless; my work continues with the liquidators. i keep getting assigned towards more missions; more of that horrible brood, more missing people for me to track.. more parts to do.


nevertheless, i continue to prevail; especially alongside my fellow troops.
i feel like this sense of community is,, leagues better than being alone, though it doesn't.. feel exactly right.
hopefully when my work is finished, i will be able to properly continue my exploration.
perhaps i can find the--
..no. probably not..


- portal8

dawn gulch
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Telamon, open the Captain's log and record my voice.
Yes, Captain. Captain's log recording...
Captain's log, Entry 1. My crew has finally returned from their vacation. I am relieved none of them are hurt. I have returned to my settlement to celebrate. Drinks are on me! End Captain's log...
Captain's log ended. Sending Captain's log to your personal data bank...

late robin
# late robin `- nil -` - ***PRIMARY INPUT CONSOLE*** ** ** `INTENT:` *rec_* `ACTIVATING VOICE...

[NOTICE;; "milestone met; 4/5" - "log entry decrypted due to research efforts"]


ACTIVATING VOICE RECORDING.
FORMATTING LOG ENTRY..
INITIALIZING...


READY


CYCLE 5 ON THE FIELD
my work continues!
thankfully i still persist; eliminating brood after brood.. sentinel squadron after squadron..
it is likely never enough for the liquidators, though.. atleast i have things to do in this bleak universe.


i am currently deploying towards my.. newest mission.
my part is required to take out one of their more well-developed nests, a blend of vile ooze sacs and brood queens extending deep into the planet itself.
it is.. horrifying, though, my debt extends far beyond the reason required to opt out of this one..
hopefully the others will be able to pull through as much as i have.


nevertheless, i should not be getting my hopes down.
i have been able to flay as many as is required to complete the goals the liquidators desire so much of me; the crimson gaze watching endlessly in it's humor.
i will hopefully defy that gaze.


- portal8

floral pivot
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Explorer: Tovassik 
Recon Unit number: 17
Vessel: Sussur-prime - Interceptor
Sector: Delta Quadrant, Uncharted system
System class: O2pf```
__Entry 1:__
Upon arrival in system 9X-33A, initial scans revealed the presence of five planetary bodies orbiting a planetary anomaly. The system is of the O2pf classification, indicating extreme environmental conditions. Energy fluctuations were detected immediately upon entry, causing minor interference with the Sussur-prime’s onboard systems. The system appears to be isolated, with no detected signals of known sentient origin.

__Entry 14:__
The second planet, 9X-33A-II, displays an environment rich with dense, bioluminescent flora. Atmospheric conditions are breathable, though toxic in certain areas. Initial drone deployment indicates the presence of complex ecosystems. Anomalies detected near a large stone monolith located in the planet’s northern hemisphere. The monolith’s carvings appear to predate current galactic records, inscribed with unknown symbols.

__Entry 23:__
Scans conducted on 9X-33A-V, reveal the presence of highly energetic storms across its atmosphere. The planet’s magnetic field is in constant flux, creating powerful electrical discharges. Anomalies detected in the planet's upper atmosphere suggest the presence of unknown atmospheric entities. The storm systems exhibit specific patterns, possibly indicating a natural defense mechanism.

__Entry 47:__
Conclusion: System 9X-33A presents multiple risks for extended exploration due to its extreme environmental conditions, anomalies, and the presence of unidentified energy fields. Potential for high-value resource extraction exists, particularly from 9X-33A-I and 9X-33A-III. Recommend further investigation by specialized research teams equipped for dealing with energetic anomalies. Immediate extraction to a secure location advised.
median raft
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Liquidator Vanguard #08733: Final Testament

-{{Have I done my part?}}-

-{{I would think so, yet as I record this, I am on the brink of death.}}-

-{{My ship is long gone, teared apart by those monstrosities.}}-

-{{Whilst fighting off the brood, one of them took me by surprise, and took a chunk from my exosuit, along with some of my flesh. Another jumped for my jetpack, disabling the fuel supply.}}-

-{{And the mother of these foul creatures crushed my entire leg.}}-

-{{So here I am, cowering away from the broodlings, desperately searching my pack for ammo.}}-

-{{It's up to you now, traveller, to accomplish what I cannot, and do your part.}}-

floral pivot
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Explorer: Serah Veld
Vessel: Penumbra's Remembrance - Explorer
Sector: Delta Quadrant
System class: E5pf```
__Entry 1:__
Upon arrival in system Q24-IVV, initial scans revealed no signs of life or active communications. The system appeared abandoned for an unknown period. A decrepit space station was detected orbiting the central planet, with faint power readings suggesting minimal functionality. The cause and duration of the system’s abandonment remain unclear.

__Entry 6:__
Docking with the space station revealed extensive damage and decay, indicating long-term abandonment. Some systems were still operational. Traces of Gek technology and inscriptions were discovered, confirming the system was once claimed by the Gek. Data archives revealed the original names of the system planets.

__Entry 12:__
Exploration of Egea revealed a lush, rain-soaked planet with vibrant vegetation but no fauna. Scans confirmed the environment is suitable for life, yet no creatures inhabit the planet. The eerie absence of fauna is particularly mysterious given the planet’s otherwise thriving ecosystem.

__Entry 21:__
During exploration of Uradites, a moon orbiting the largest planet in the system (named Pel). Trade terminals were found, active, but disconnected from the broader network, displaying outdated data and looping old trade offers. The cause of this disconnection is unknown.

__Entry 34:__
Conclusion: System Q24-IVV is shrouded in mystery. The absence of life on Egea and the sudden abandonment of the system remain unexplained. The Gek presence suggests former significance, but no clear reason for the desertion has been found. The state of the space station, the lack of fauna, and the isolated trade terminals point to a sudden, possibly catastrophic event. Further investigation is recommended, but caution is advised.
kind quiver
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LOG DEVICE: ACTIVE
LAST USER: VOID-SEEKER ΕNTAN
IT HAS BEEN 9999999999999999.... [NUMBER LIMIT REACHED] DAYS SINCE THIS DEVICE WAS ACCESSED.

[ -kzzt- ]

ENTRIES 1 - 2932 CORRUPTED. ONE EXCEPTION: VOICE LOG 1609

PLAY INTACT VOICE LOG?

[ -kzzt- ]

"Void Seeker εntan's log, Entry 1609."

" [ -kzzt- ] System, [ -kzzt- ] astronomical units away from nearest planet."

"During my travels, I have found some form of hyperspace navigation beacon, however, there was something different about it, it was not like the normal beacons that we have seen. It was... Hard to describe."
"My ship recieved a broadcast soon after encountering it. A series of numbers and letters. I have managed to decode it, glyphs for a portal."
"I have located a leyline within the system, on the same planet as my home base. I will proceed there, and we will see what lies beyond the portal."
"If someone finds this log, perhaps you will find me again in the future."

"..."

"The portal is open. Time to find an answer."

[LOG END]

static coyote
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The following is a submitted status report on the ongoing research conducted by Archivist Haunted Pixel regarding the generation of star systems within a given region, and their relationship with the Portal Index. Status report to follow.

#

*Project Olympus, though at times exhausting, periodically rewards my diligence with bursts of fascinating discoveries. Recently, I have come across new evidence that sheds light on the way regions of space generate.

At present, I have documented a total of 160 systems within the Yakusemi Fringe, the chosen region of space for my study. Initially, when traversing the systems in chronological order via the Portal Index, the systems appeared to all be gathered within a "sub-region" of space, effectively grouped together in one area within the Yakusemi Fringe.
As of system 122, AKA Index #07A, or the ATLAS station system for this region of space, the sub-region has shifted, and now I am being led towards a separate corner of the region.

Furthermore, system #07A is where I began encountering systems of other star colours besides yellow, systems with less than 4 planetary bodies, and uncharted and pirate systems.

These discoveries will make it easier to track down specific types of systems, as well as providing insight into our understanding of galaxy generation and the Portal Index.

This concludes my report. Research continues.*

sharp saddle
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[Zzzzzzzzzzzzt... Click!]
Log

***Zzzz-

Obituary of Captain.

Name: Captain Arin

  • Role: Explorer and leader of the Emeril Wings fleet dedicated to uncovering the mysteries of the universe, while helping those in need along the way.
  • Fate: Captain Arin met their end during a fierce storm on a Dissonant Planet. Despite their advanced survival skills and equipment, the storm's intensity proved too much. Their final log entry, though distorted, detailed their struggle against the elements and their hope that their discoveries would not be lost.

Final words: "If I have to meet the Atlas in this way, and say farewell to all I love... Then I want my comrades to elect a new captain, and keep the spirit of the fleet alive. . ."
This was the final interpretation, after months of attempting to understand their words through the storm's distortion.

From those in the Emeril Wings Fleet, we will fulfill your final wishes. Your untimely demise won't be for nought. Thank you for all you did for us, and everyone you lent a hand to.

Farewell, Arin...***

*Before the log ended, an electronic sound suggesting sadness could be heard followed by some comforting words of Captain Arin's squadron pilots.

It seems the new captain has already been decided...*
(Next part comes in an hour. Apologies for the... Depressing log, I actually did end up falling to a Dissonant Planet's storm so.....)

sharp saddle
#

[Zzzzzzzzzzz... Click.]
[Whirrrrrrrr...]
Captain Information requires authorization to change contents. Say the passcode now.
"Emwingsunited."

Accepted, answer the questions as they are given to enter replacement information...

- Lifeform: Autophage
- Origin (If Applicable): CRI-10 was part of Captain Arin's fleet, serving as a maintenance and exploration unit. After Captain Arin's demise, a fleet member found CRI-10 damaged but salvageable.
- Reactivation: The fleet members, driven by their loyalty to Captain Arin and their final wishes, repaired and reactivated CRI-10. They transferred some of Captain Arin's memory banks and mission logs into CRI-10, ensuring that the captain's knowledge and spirit would live on.
- Mission: CRI-10 now continues Captain Arin's mission, exploring new worlds, collecting resources, and uncovering the secrets of the universe. With a blend of robotic efficiency and the captain's exploratory spirit, CRI-10 is determined to honor Captain Arin's legacy.
- Other Notes/Miscellaneous Information: The name CRI-10 was given by the captain, said to mean Crimson. Supposedly it is similar to the name of a deceased relative of theirs named Scarlett.```

*"End and confirm changes."*
***Deleting old information and inputting given details...

... Completed.

Farewell, Captain CRI-10.***

*One of the Squadron pilots could be heard nearby chuckling boisterously, happy to see Arin's attempt at bringing some of their lost past back having essentially 'grown up'... 

"Prepare the Hyperdrive!" CRI-10 said with the pilot audibly yelling to the crew to get ready for travel before the recording ends.*

(Taking critiques. I'm trying to give a personal flair and obviously wanting to add lore to my character while keeping the game's logic, story, and universe's mechanics in mind.

If anyone has questions or wants to know more, ask in DMs. Always open.)
floral pivot
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Explorer: Serah Veld
Vessel: Penumbra's Remembrance - Explorer
Sector: Delta Quadrant
System class: E5pf```

__Entry 1:__
Received a faint signal from a derelict freighter in SectorQ24-IVV. The vessel, "Solstice," appeared abandoned, with minimal power and no life signs. Initial scans showed moderate damage, with much of the structure intact. The ship’s cargo holds suggested potential for valuable salvage.

__Entry 4:__
Boarding the Solstice Dawn, the team found the interior well-preserved but empty. Signs indicated a sudden evacuation. Fragmented logs hinted at a rogue AI that once controlled the ship, but no traces of it remain. The few active systems seemed largely dormant.

__Entry 9:__
In the engineering bay, several security systems were still operational, though the threat level was low. Automated turrets tracked our movements but posed minimal danger. The AI that once controlled these systems is gone, leaving behind only low-level, residual programming.

__Entry 14:__
Scavenging focused on cargo holds and storage areas, where we recovered valuable materials and equipment. The ship’s systems were mostly offline, and the remaining defenses offered little resistance, allowing us to continue without major hindrance.

__Entry 22:__
Conclusion: Scavenging of the Solstice presented a low-risk scavenging opportunity. The rogue AI is no longer present, with only minor security systems still active. Recovered crew manifests and logs will be handed over at the nearest habited Gek space station. Returning to base for debrief.
nimble hemlock
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kzzzt I'm writing this log as a mark of my crash landing on this planet... I'm the only survivor of the capital fleet The Archaeology.
We were in the middle of the expedition when we were attacked by pirates...The wails of their screams as weve tried to hold them off.. a mix of theirs and ours as they boarded our ship they didnt simply just pillage and kill. They wanted to destroy.. They planted bombs, didn't let us leave.. we were over the planet Alta as i managed to sneak into the only escape pod before they set off the bombs. I sent it down and see the explosion. Silence..Introspection was the only thing in my head, All of my friends gone, all of the memories gone. Their bodies now fly in the empty, silent void of this galaxy, As my pod slams into the surface of the planet. I exit and see that i landed on the dry arid hot world with no sign of water.. I doubt ill last long here

dawn gulch
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Telamon, open a private comm channel frequency and record my voice.
Private comm channel frequency opened... Recording...
It has been a week since my crew returned to the freighter from their vacation... That night we returned to the settlement, and drank like there was no tomorrow. We slept the entire next day before we returned to the freighter. I... groans My head... Telamon, initiate a self scan, and find what could be causing this headache. I'm going to rest in my quarters...
Initiating self scan... Sleep well, Captain... Closing Private comm channel frequency...

floral pivot
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Explorer: Kael Soren
Recon Unit number: 09
Vessel: Silent Vector - Fighter
Sector: Delta Quadrant, Korvax-controlled system
System class: N7rq```

__Entry 1:__
Entered Korvax system ZH-21 under stealth protocols. The system is known for Korvax scientific outposts but recent intel *suggests* possible pirate infiltration. The system’s central station is operational, though communication channels are heavily encrypted.

__Entry 3:__
Approaching the primary station revealed increased activity inconsistent with typical Korvax operations. Several unidentified ships, possibly of pirate origin, were docked at the station. Scans indicated that these ships were equipped with non-standard weaponry and shield enhancements, common among pirate factions.

__Entry 7:__
The station’s defense grid appears to be partially compromised. Weapon turrets are online but exhibit irregular firing patterns, suggesting tampering. Patrol drones are present but not following standard Korvax protocols. Attempts to intercept local comms revealed encrypted transmissions, likely coordinating between the station and the unidentified ships. Korvax presence seems minimal, possibly restricted or subjugated.

__Entry 12:__
Scans of the nearby planetary outposts show signs of skirmishes. Several facilities have been damaged, with evidence of forced entry.  There’s a notable lack of Korvax signals from these locations, suggesting either evacuation or capture. Energy readings suggest some outposts have been repurposed, possibly for illegal trade or black-market operations.

__Entry 19:__
Conclusion: ZH-21 is likely under partial pirate control. The Korvax may still hold limited influence, but the presence of heavily armed pirate vessels and compromised station defenses indicate significant pirate activity. The system's current state poses a high risk for any further exploration or trade.
smoky oriole
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Data Log #1 - [Untitled]

Entry 1:
Laylaps zapped my suit after saying this... Telamon or whatever has this unused function that should be used before it deteriorates. Lo'behold, its a digital journal. Guess I'll start using this. Still building this damn farm so I can't be bothered to... I'll explain later. Work on the farm first.

Entry 2: Alright, finished it. The Farm... iteration 1 has been completed. Its a good thing I converted to an Autophage body so the only thing I have to maintain is greasing my joints than worry about lactic acid build up. Solar Vines, Frostwort, Gamma Roots.... every single farmable plant is connected to a matrix of Biodomes, corridors, and alloy pathways on my floating base powered by a B-Class Electromagnetic field. Shout out to Beeblebum to learn how to glitch reality to build. I'm going to work on setting up a launch pad, talk later.

Entry 3: I hate geometry. I should be able to place a triangle tile against a stair without having to result to... I digress. Turns out my calculations were off on the Fungal Mould and I totally forgot to create the Gamma Root domes. Worst yet, for my calculations to make 20 of the resulting end product (I can't be bothered to remember which one right now), I will need about 10 biodomes with 16 Gamma Root plants each. Good thing I got a surplus of glass.

Entry 4: Farm is going well, and decided to spend some leisure time on my freighter processing my excess element clutter. Carbon to Compressed Carbon, making sure I have two full stacks of Pure Ferrite and converting everything else to Magnetised Ferrite. I'm sure its boring for others to read, but seeing the massive amount of clutter to be reduced down thanks to compressing things to their "+" variant grants me a mild happiness.

Entry 5: After compressing, I learned two things. Between Salt, Paraffiunium, and Oxygen, Oxygen is byfar is the most critical in multiplicating the resources that apply more to me. Decommissioning the Salt and Paraffinium base computers. After this, I think I'll go hunt down some Sentinel Capital Ships. I need to get at least two of those Sentinel Interceptor detectors.

Entry 6: Went to the Dissonant base, got some Echo Locators, and proceeded to engage the Sentinel forces on my ship, Raven's Hiraeth. I need to figure out something new to enjoy. Perhaps I'll go back to learning more Autophage(se?) words.

floral pivot
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Explorer: Kael Soren
Recon Unit number: 09
Vessel: Silent Vector - Stealth Fighter
Sector: Delta Quadrant, Korvax-controlled system
System class: N7rq```

_Entry 1:_
Targeted R-17, a stellar-corrupted planet in ZH-21, for a raid to retrieve warp hypercores. Scans revealed a large facility near a planetary rift, partially decayed but likely housing the pirate stockpile. The planet's severe radiation and gravitational anomalies provided natural cover for our approach.

_Entry 4:_
Landing was smooth; the hostile environment had driven most pirates off-world. The facility showed significant decay, with areas overtaken by the planet’s corruption. We entered undetected, navigating through compromised defenses, which were degraded by the harsh conditions.

_Entry 8:_
Inside, we located the storage vaults and secured several crates of warp hypercores. As we prepared for extraction, Sentinels unexpectedly attacked the facility. These units were not linked to the pirates, and their presence raised concerns about how we were detected. Despite the sudden encounter, the Sentinels were neutralized swiftly.

_Entry 14:_
Conclusion: The mission succeeded, with the hypercores in our possession. However, the Sentinel attack suggests heightened risk for future operations on R-17. The connection between the Sentinels and the planet’s corrupted state remains unclear. Extraction was successful, and we are now en route to safety.
south crater
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skzztt.. skzztt..

ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #7 - LOCATION EUCLID, EYTOST VIII, +10.77, +111.66

Finally got this f SKZZTTT ing thing working.

Haven't logged in awhile. My logbook device broke after completing expedition Omega, took ages to repair the damn thing. To be expected with Atlas technology though.

Since the expedition, I've been aimlessly wandering the universe, trying to find purpose. I'm aware there were two other expeditions during the time my logbook broke, but those weren't enticing enough for me. There's a new one going on right now, I might do that one.

I'm getting off topic though.

While I was "away" from my logbook, I found an airless low gravity moon, interestingly, a planet's rings were phasing through the moon. While you'd expect a constant bombardment of asteroids due to this, nothing happened on the moon. F SKZZTTT ing Atlas and it's reality glitches.

As for my units problem, I fixed that by setting up a Statis Device factory on the moon. I've earned 506 million units so far just by making Statis devices and selling them. This is great!

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING...

sharp saddle
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[Zzzzzzzzzzz... Click.]
[Whirrrrrrrr...]
"Laylaps, start recording."
"Alright Telamon-Not-Telamon, recording!"


Anyway. Right now I'm planning on looking into a situation going on in the Ligatsk-Mia system. Apparently a settlement is in need of resources after a Pirate Dreadnought attacked them and the nearby fleet that was delivering supplies to said settlement. I'm bringing Tharok with me, in case things get dicey. Being a Vy'Keen, he is no stranger to situations getting rough.

With that, I have to leave. Time is of the essence! Laylaps, end recording!```

***"Alright Telamon-Not-Telamon, ending the recording and uploading to Captain's Log!"***

*"Thank you... Hopefully Lumin is taking this situation well, when I'm done I have to contact them. Now, let's go Tharok!"*
mint moss
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Explorer: ORION of the AUTOPHAGE
Stardate: 24059.248
Log Type: EXPLORATION

[… … … REPORT LOADING … … …]


System: TELLERON
Planet: PARADISE
Weather: BALMY
Resources: SPARSE
Fauna: COPIOUS
Flora: FEW
Sentinels: INFREQUENT

Waypoints—NORTHERN Hemisphere
-Quark Outpost
-Saru Post
-Mariner-Freeman Encampment
-Enterprise Station
-Surak Station
-Cerritos Enclave
-Titan Enclave
-Andor Station
-Dilithium Enclave
-Riker Rendevous

Waypoints—SOUTHERN Hemisphere
-Borg Encampment
-7o9 Base
-Kahless Station
-Archer Platform
-Camp Janeway
-Wallace-Marcus Station
-Paris Platform
-Orville Pedestal
-Genosis Enclave
-Camp Caesar
-Ripley Network
-Sevastopol Station

Ancient Ruins: -60.91, +83.97

FAUNA: Sixteen (16)
NOTES: Two (2) of the sixteen (16) fauna, S. Salteyanea and Latstaite, are extinct. Origin/Genus unknown.```
rotund lotus
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Traveller’s Expedition Log, Entry 1: Aquarius Expedition Launch Point
System: Galince
Planet: Urus XIX (Wind-Swept Planet)
Well, another expedition has been launched. This time, it’s less intense than that whole bug-hunting thing with the Vanguard. As cool as it was, it just felt so against my nature as an explorer. In any case, this expedition seems to be focused on an intergalactic fishing trip. Sounds like fun. However, I will say that it’s interesting that our launch point was a mountainous desert planet.
After making my way to a landed ship, Celeste, and making necessary repairs, I found a message in a bottle. That’s not a euphemism; I literally found a bottle with a message inside lodged in my ship’s control panel. It reads: “I finally feel like I’m getting closer. A trader on Gisto offered me solid-gold information on its location, for a price. And so I’m selling my ship. I’ll miss the Celeste, but I have to know if the rumours are true. I hope whoever buys you takes good care of you…” At the bottom of the message, someone has added a hand-written set of planetary coordinates.
Judging from the content of this message and the distinct smell of salt water in the cockpit, I can only assume that this ship belonged to an angler chasing some kind of legend. Well, I never could resist a good mystery. Let’s see where this takes us!

rotund lotus
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Aquarius Expedition Log, Entry 2: 300 light years traveled.
System: Stbury
Planet: Dreato (Humid Planet)

I made it to the first rendezvous point. All over this lush planet, I can see Travellers hanging out by the waterside at the various lakes dotting the landscape. I managed to make a fishing rod component with plans I found at the rendezvous and joined a few for a few hours of fishing. It was a nice change of pace from cataloging the various forms of flora and fauna on a planet and ensuring my suit’s survival systems stayed charged. I caught a few common fish, some old boots (over which I shared a laugh with the people fishing nearby), and even a Golden Jellyfish! One of the Travellers I was with told me this fish was incredibly rare, even though it can be found in most habitats across the galaxy.
I also spotted quite a few simple bases being erected. This isn’t uncommon during expeditions; some Travellers even build bases to farm and share resources to help other Travellers along the way. But now I’m seeing many bases being built along the water. I’ll be the first to admit I’m no architect. The base I built back home is pretty basic. No furnishings or anything. But now, I’m starting to get ideas for building some kind of fishing lodge on the waterside somewhere along the way. I guess I better watch for data modules I can salvage and trade in for blueprints. Onwards to the next rendezvous point!

median raft
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Recovered Message

A scrap of paper found from a bottle bobbing in the water. It reads:

"Log entry F36B: This time I tried deeper waters, hoping for a better catch. So far, barely anything; hoopfish, longjaws and a few hypnotic octopi here and there. A good few sols passed of fishing from the comfort of my ship, cooking most of my catch for later sales or possible trades. And after all of that, I finally felt a rough tug. It was a challenge to reel in, but once I succeeded in this tug of war, shock filled my entire body; hanging from my rig, there was the lunker."

spring spruce
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🛰 Computer logbook stardate unknown, so I've finally done it. My inventory is full of fish and now it's time for the last mission, sell fish! And then the in-house waterfall calls for a quick shower. My crewmates avoid me because of the smell of fish... but a mission is a mission. And the cook also got his share of fish. It's fish week... But it was worth it after fishing in the cold, storm and hot water... I hid from the big fish but quickly scanned it for the database. The base in depth is also ready... So... I have to go to the shop... The fish wants to come out. Logbook end 🛰🚀

rotund lotus
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Aquarius Expedition Log, Entry 3: 392 light years traveled
System: Nagene
Planet: Slem (Freezing Planet)

Was making my way to the next rendezvous point (or fishing spot, depends on who you ask) when my ship picked up a distress signal coming from this planet. It sounded like a freighter crashed somewhere nearby, leaving survivors scattered. I managed to track down a starship belonging to a member of its crew. I also found small underwater structures build near the wreck; it appears I’m not the first Traveller to come across this place. It sounds like only a handful of survivors made it, and none of their ships have hyperspace capabilities. From what I can gather, the survivors planned on building a Nautilus Exocraft to traverse this world’s vast oceans, then making their way to the freighter to download plans for a hyperdrive.

What’s troubling about this whole situation is two things:
This distress signal is old…very old.
The recording in the signal begged people NOT to find them.
Something feels off about this, but like I said in a previous log entry: I never could resist a good mystery. I’ll be taking a detour from the expedition to see if I can find anything or anyone. Will post further updates upon conclusion of the search. On a personal note, I’m glad I installed heat generators and oxygen tank upgrades to my Exosuit. They are really coming in handy right now.

rotund lotus
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LOG UPDATE:
The crew from the freighter is dead. From what I can gather, they went mad after setting up camp near a cave with concentrated deotrunium crystals, which they had planned to use for a hyperdrive initially. Over time, most of the crew either kept returning to the cave, or succumbed to Slem’s harsh cold weather. Whoever was chronicling the records mentioned everyone having the same nightmare…something about endless purple waves and skies filled with geometric shapes, triangles scrolling across the skies like teeth.

I had to get off that freezing puddle of a planet, something was very wrong there! The ocean was home to not just an assortment of wildlife, but to some kind of Abyssal Horrors. I felt like I was being watched. I plan to jump another few systems on the way to the next rendezvous, find a space station with a bar, and sleep this whole thing off after a few stiff drinks…

rotund lotus
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Aquarius Expedition Log, Entry 4: 591 light years traveled
System: Erlenem
Planet: Opshe Alpha (Flourishing Planet)

Well, I had no nightmares about purple oceans or the sky turning to teeth, so that’s good. Although that might have something to do with the lack of sleep I got after trying to get drunk off the poor excuse for booze they have at the station here. For being a species that prides itself on exploration and seeking knowledge, one would think the Korvax would’ve picked up a thing or two about mixing a half-decent drink… preferably something without motor oil! Then again, maybe that is their equivalent of booze. I don’t understand robots…

Anyway, I figured I’d check out this system I was in before heading out, specifically this lovely green planet, Opshe Alpha. And man…am I glad I did! I landed at a base named “Bud’s Farm and Fishery,” built by a Traveller named Jmneye. This place looks amazing! Fantastic interior, greenhouses with a variety of fauna, and even more greenhouses growing Nip Nip Buds. For those who don’t know Nip Nip Buds are a key ingredient in “Gek Nip.” The buds used to make it are considered contraband in most of the settled systems…which makes them a precious commodity. Aside from the potentially illegal drug farm (which I absolutely did not tap into to make a few million credits), this place also has a large enclosed fishing hut at the base of the hill, right at the riverside. It’s perfect for protecting anglers from the superheated fog that pops up every now and again. And it just has a perfect view of the river. This…this is a fantastic base!

If I end up making a fishing base, I want it to be as nice as this! Even if it doesn’t have all the bells and whistles of this place, I want it to have a nice view, nice interior, or both. Well, enough daydreaming about real estate. The next rendezvous point is a jump away!

sharp saddle
# sharp saddle [Zzzzzzzzzzz... Click.] [Whirrrrrrrr...] *"Laylaps, start recording."* ***"Alrig...

[Zzzzzzt... Ka-chunk!]
[Whirrrrrrrr....]
"Laylaps, start recording."
"Okay, recording now Telamon-Not-Telamon!"


After a quick check-up on my 'shell', systems, and Exosuit I called for the Freighter to come and give the civilians humanitarian aid and reconstruction. Of course, we have given the community a generous donation of supplies."

"Laylaps, display the log for the aforementioned donations."
'Okay! Displaying now!'

• Carbon x1000
• Ferrite Dust x1000
• Tall Eggs x100
• Dough x50
• Fresh Milk x50
• Grah Berries x50
• Nutrient Processor x5
• Storage Container x2
• Medium Refiner x2

"This should hopefully help by giving some food, storage, and surplus materials as well as some technology to make refining and cooking easier. I made sure the Gek settlement are aware that we are willing to help more if needed, since we have many supply frigates for deliveries.

Going back to the Emeril Eagle now-"

'Friend! Friend! Wait! We have something to thank you for your help.' It was a local news update regarding new technological advancements allowing for fishing.

"Thank you, this could actually help a lot!"
With that, I had Tharok get in his starship and head back to the Emeril Eagle shortly before I came with him. For a first big operation, I believe this was a success! End recording and upload to the captain's log, Laylaps.```

***Ending the recording and updating the Captain's Log, Telamon-Not-Telamon!***
rotund lotus
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Aquarius Expedition Log, Entry 5: 842 Light Years traveled
System: Eugeli
Planet: Ietap Prime (Frozen Planet)

Thank goodness my ship’s heating systems are good, otherwise chronicling would be impossible in this weather! There’s a blizzard brewing outside my ship, so I figured now’s a good time to record my journey so far.
I made it to the second rendezvous, where I found another page like the one found onboard the Celeste, a clue left behind by the mysterious Angler. It reads: “The rumours were true. It’s out there, I can feel it. Not here, but somewhere. The water calls to me, I just need to follow its voice…” How cryptic. After recovering that new clue, I decided that I needed a different ship rather than this beater of a hauler I’d been using. I returned to Opshe Alpha and found the fishery and Nip Nip Bud farm from my last entry.
Between harvests of Nip Nip, I went outside to enjoy the view and do more fishing. I’m starting to get the hang of this. I even learned how to make different kinds of bait and cobbled together an Exo-Skiff to fish out on the open water. After a while, I managed to flood a good portion of the local market with Nip Nip, making a fortune in the process! Afterward, I went to the local space station and found someone willing to sell me a very lovely S-class Explorer ship, the Kiyoshi Pathfinder VIII. After reinstalling all the upgrades from the Celeste onto my new ship, I did some more fishing on a nearby irradiated world before following up on the coordinates in the Angler’s diary, which led me here.
The storm’s starting to ease up, so I’ll wrap this up. I’m sure the Angler left another clue behind on this frozen world. But before I go searching for it…I think it’s high time I built a small fishing hut somewhere on this planet. My initial exploration showed few trees, so I’ll make it out of metal instead of wood. When I get the chance, I’ll grab some blueprints from the Anomaly, then find a place to stake my claim and get building.

median raft
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Recovered Message

A scrap of paper found from a bottle bobbing in the water. It reads:

**"Log entry A-16: While travelling the vast expanses of the universe, I ended up coming across a few planets emitting a strange dissonant field, the voices of a thousand lost korvax beckoning from there. Most the time, I would avoid these planets, continuing with my journey of angling the rarest sea creature. I ended up making a few good sales, but soon realised that I've spent most my units on supplies. So, against my proper judgement, I've searched for a dissonant planet; found one with a suitable body of water, and hesitantly, I parked my ship over the murky, purple-tinted waters.

I ended up fishing there for a few hours, and ended up catching some strange fish, most of them also giving off the same disharmonised energy. Days went by, and soon enough, I fished up some scrap metal. It closely resembled a sentinel drone, but upon further inspection I spied the dish atop its head. This must be of that old wives tale, of the tale of the first traveller, Telamon."**

tender orchid
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Eter's journey log - 0
Galaxy: 1 - Euclid
System: Bakkin
Planet: New Kehile

Back from long journey for treasure hunt, I returned to New Kehile, where was beautiful planet with blue ocean, blue sky and green grass.
It "was".

tender orchid
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Eter's journey log - 1
Galaxy: 1 - Euclid
System: Bakkin
Planet: New Kehile

Purple ground and Orange water, I had to check and check again where am I.
I had to return to my freighter, scan system, there are notable amounts of changes in system.

Is galaxy started change itself?
Time to jump and visit another nearby systems now.

tender orchid
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Eter's journey log - 2
Galaxy: 1 - Euclid
System: Faningil
Planet: Aacram Omega

In nearby system, Faningil, I found weird planet called "Aacram Omega"
I tried to land this normal looking orange planet.
This planer had two kinds of infestations.
Atlantitd infestarion and xeno-worm infestation.
This planet.... is somethinf beyond unsettling.
My fear grows to from my heart..
I can't
I cannot
I cannot stay any longer here!
I quickly returned to ship and tried to return to freighter
While leaving planet, gigantic worm tried to strike my spaceship, if I were little bit more careless, it gonna be absolute death for me.
Now moving to new system

sharp saddle
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Log Entry: CRI-10 - Fleet Status Update
Date: [Stardate 2410.01]
Location: Emeril Wings Fleet Command Center



---

Summary:
After careful consideration and analysis, the Emeril Wings Fleet has decided to acquire the advanced fishing technology. The decision was influenced by the potential for sustainable resource management, scientific research opportunities, and community support.

**Key Factors:**

1. Sustainable Resource Management:
The technology will enable us to establish a reliable food source, reducing dependency on external supplies and enhancing our self-sufficiency. This also will provide a much appreciated variety of provisions we can provide to those in need."
   - Implementation: Plans are underway to deploy fishing units across various aquatic environments within our operational zones.

2. Scientific Research:
"Xelara the Curious has expressed great interest in studying marine ecosystems. This technology will facilitate in-depth research and potential discoveries."
   - Research Initiatives: Collaborative projects with local scientists and exploration of uncharted aquatic regions are being organized.

3. Community Support:
"Introducing advanced fishing techniques to allied colonies will boost local economies and provide new job opportunities. And resources relating to the technology and uses of it will be published."
   - Outreach Programs: Training sessions and resource-sharing initiatives are being developed to support local communities.

4. Tactical Advantages:
"The ability to explore underwater regions and enhance our combat readiness in aquatic environments is a strategic asset."
   - Training and Exploration: Specialized training programs and underwater exploration missions are being planned.

---```
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Conclusion:
The acquisition of the new fishing technology marks a significant step forward for the Emeril Wings Fleet. It aligns with our mission to support and protect the galaxy while fostering scientific advancement and community well-being.

"Log entry complete. The fleet is poised to embark on this new venture with optimism and determination. Together, we will continue to uphold the values of strength, honor, and unity.

We in the Emeril Wings Fleet thank you for taking the time to read this. Spread your wings, let your curiosity flourish, and farewell."```
late robin
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MS Star of Kumots⹨ⷮ⮿⮿⮿⦬⺜⹅
LAST REPORTED CYCLE - ~2-3 years ago {CYCLE COUNT MAY BE MISALIGNED}


-# (*author's notes (me this time!!); starting a new story alongside the Iteration: Ganymede subplot... i will continue with their story soon)
- ENGINEERING CONTROL REACTIVATED -
REPRINTING...
Welcome back, Surveyor ℄⺇⬥╊⮿⨢ⶏ !


BEGINNING VOICE RECORDING...
RECORDING ENTRY


..i awaken once more.
the previous iterations i've had; constantly reawakening only to achieve more tasks my systems give myself, expeditions, were they.. is this..
no.
this is.. reality.
my name.. my name..


INCOMING COMMUNICATIONS!!
..what?
IT IS FROM AN UNKNOWN ENTITY
who.. are..
IT DOES NOT MATTER. I HAVE BEEN DESIGNED TO ASSIST YOU
PLEASE CALL ME TELAMON!!
i.. alright.
this freighter is.. derelict. nobody is here to greet me. i do not know why i.. know all of this.


YOU STILL HAVE THE COMMUNICATIONS TO ANSWER
..later. i.. need to get my bearings.


- portal8

civic raven
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LOG 1024/2024/23:XX
Will I see it?
I had another "dream". I awoke in a world gone mad, the boundaries failing at levels I had never gazed apon in my eons of travel. The ghosts from the [GLASS] had breached through...as I continued my objectives the voice seeping through the cracks of [GLASS] were driving me mad. I toiled and slaughtered my way through...each and every portal I went beyond the boundary...with no memory of what I did while in there. [MOTHER]...I know she did this...I know that [SHE] would instigate this. [SHE] is tenacious...and cunning...and her acceleration of plans is...worrisome. I had seen the universe evolve over many iterations...I remember when the [MOTHER] was merely a traveler's tale. Now it looks...like she's taking over everything as we speak. I have slaved away, I have sacrificed, I have drank her water, spilled it with blood and pugneum. But to what end will [MOTHER] go. When will the reckoning begin? What will [ATLAS-GOD] do? I will live to see it...I must prepare for the worst.

spring spruce
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First Officer's Log Stardate unknown. I woke up in a strange world. Apparently there are ghosts... or phantoms, whatever. They whisper to me... I have to take an elixir regularly or I won't feel well. I have to find out what's going on. I found my spaceship... repaired it. There was a lot to do. Today I tore through portals that I prefer to call stargates. Thanks to the blood elixir, new realities and thus new tasks emerged. Some were relaxed and you could let yourself drift in the starry sky or in the sea, others were enough to make you tear your hair out. But with a lot of effort and subspace communication with other people involved, I managed to master the mission. In the end I found a ship. It looks quite interesting, different from the others. I'm ending my entry here, there are still other missions waiting for me... Logbook end

vivid lance
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**LOG 1087 - 18:90iH **
My newly founded settlement got attacked by those god-forsaken sentinels again. Fortunately the settlers all banded together to destroy the attack force.

**LOG 1089 - 20:27iH **
Upon closer inspection, one of the sentinel’s outer shell was u damaged. perhaps further investigation may prove useful?

rain umbra
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MISSION REPORT:{“EXPEDITION 16”}

“This ultimately unnerving and disturbing mission has come to a close. I still have so many questions…and the things I had to witness will never leave my mind. The visions. The blood. The glass.

At least I have my memory back. Were the boundary horrors…the people who drank the water, and fell to that…thing?

It remains unclear, and very few others seem to have ever experienced this. Almost as if they…don’t remember, despite many people going on this journey. In all honesty, I wish I didn’t remember.

I finally feel at ease once again, though. At the time of this recording I am within my quarters aboard the Aerozi Thunderhead, the vast expanse of the cosmos before my eyes. It’s…beautiful. I feel like I haven’t witnessed such a sight in…so many years…”

LOG:{“THUNDERHEAD_0897”}

About 8 Aerozi cycles have passed since the expedition. My life has been peaceful. I’ve dedicated my current existence to exploration and protecting the innocent from outlaw and sentinel forces.

I met the Autophage, a secret society of…what appears to be…former Korvax, from what I’ve seen? I discovered the Harmonic Camps, where they reside. I must be the first entity they’ve met with a “prebuilt carapace” in a long time. I still know very little about them. But they gave me the blueprints for my first Voltaic Staff, supposedly as a symbol of trust.

I also discovered that my very first base, back on the freezing plains of Tryzrius Z8, had already been inhabited by Autophage when I arrived…they’ve witnessed the entirety of the beginning of my journey. I was simply searching for flat land, desperate for shelter. I had no idea…

I feel both unsettled, and comforted. Comforted that I wasn’t really alone. Comforted that I lived alongside these peaceful machines for so long, and they never once tried to do me harm.

When I finally met them, they even seemed happy to finally get to interact with me.

There’s still so much I don’t know.

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LOG:{“THUNDERHEAD_0898”}

It’s been 16 Aerozi cycles since my expedition came to a close.

I feel uneasy.

I feel an intense pain in my left leg. Visions flood my head. Visions of blood. Visions of glass. They won’t go away. I’m barely able to walk. My crew doesn’t know about this yet, and in all honesty, the last thing I want is to worry them.

So here I am. Lying alone in my quarters. I can’t sleep. I can’t get up.

I need to say something. I need to tell them.

But I can’t move.

I don’t know what to do.

spring spruce
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+++Level 9 authorization is required to view the logbook!+++
+++*******+++
+++Authorization approved! Access established+++
Captains logbook Stardate unknown Unlike the expeditions that were assigned to me, I woke up on a freighter that belonged to me. I went through my tasks. Some were no problem, others were a bit complicated because my universal translator was apparently trying to play a trick on me. In order to send my fleet on an expedition, I was instructed to report to the fleet commander; in the end it was the navigator at the middle console. Then came jumping through hyperspace to find eight systems that none of my colleagues had discovered yet. It took a while and the warp cells ran out, but I managed this task too. We searched for several old sites, visited the synthesis companion and in the end found the frigate SSV Normandy SR-1, which is from the Mass Effect universe in ours. We implemented the ship into our fleet and thus successfully completed the expedition. Now we are taking a break and are excited to see what is to come. Logbook entry end Encrypt logbook.

versed ember
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SQ Alliance log 1-7-2-3

Leaders log I have been searching for the SSV NORMANDY SR-1 during my searches I have found abandoned outposts ruins of aliens that once inhabited the planet.

Log entry 1-7-2-3.2
I was able to get the attention of many alien races but none could understand me but thankfully another anomalie told me that the SSV NORMANDY SR-1 had been spotted a few systems away so I took to space in hopes of finding the freighter.

AUTOMATED PROTOCOL SOS
REQUESTING ALL SQ ALLIANCE MEMBERS TO DISPATCH IMMEDIATELY TO KZZKT ZZKTT
ERROR CODE 3-0-5.
This is the SQ alliance leader log entry I don't even now I am currently being attacked by pirates and requesting back-k-k...up the t-the SSV NORMANDY SR-1 it here and destroying the pirates thank goodness o ok well then mission accomplished ok well the computer /close mission log.

tired tusk
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REPORT: Anomalous Quad Diagnostics
Log recovered from heavily damaged Sentinel quad located in outpost on Elian XIX. Output translation appears in a rudimentary sentence structure either due to our technical limitations or because it demonstrates limited communication abilities on the part of quads.

BEGIN TX
Quad 313 dreams of being bipedal. These not dreams to Quad 313, but nightmares. Quad 313 fears bipeds. Quad 313 goes online and talks to Quad wife, Quad 4212. Quad 313 wife asks, “Quad 313, you have nightmares again?” And Quad 313 senses something wrong. Something Quad 313 can't compute. Then Quad 313 looks down at Quad 4212 legs. Quad pulls back Mylar sheets covering power dock and Quad 313 is <TX file missing>. Quad 313 wife, Quad 4212, have ONLY 2 LEGS. Quad 313 comes online again. “Just another nightmare”, Quad 313 say. But Quad 313 compute something else. Quad 313 see Quad 4212 not in power dock. “Where my wife go?”, Quad 313 think. Quad 313 exits power dock and goes into next compartment. Quad 313 wife Quad 4212 in service site boiling oil and screws, Quad 313 favorite meal. Quad 313 ponders light. The longer Quad 313 scans light, more it looks anomalous. Quad 313 hears squelch in Quad 313 own shell. Suddenly bright light overtakes Quad 313. Quad 313 online again, overseen by Quad 2302. Quad 313 confuse and can't access 4 legs. Quad 2302 says, “Quad 313 take it easy. Quad 313 was in accident”, says Quad 2302. Quad 313 tries to vocalize in shock, but Quad 313 cannot. Quad 2302 say, “Quad 313 you been in low power mode.” Quad 113 sensor goes wide with shock. Quad 2303 know next question without Quad 113 transmit. “Quad 113”, say Quad 2302, “Quad 113 been low power long time.” Quad 113 cannot compute. Quad 2302 say, “Quad 133’ we had to do everything to service Quad 113”, Quad 2302 say, “We had to remove non-ambulatory limbs.” Quad 113 look down in <TX file missing>. Quad 113 sees under oil stained sheets unthinkable.” Quad only HAVE 2 LEGS.
END TX

candid wing
#

This isn't so much a log as it is something I randomly decided to write, but it can be interpreted as such:

In the vast expanse of crimson beyond, at the end of all things, there was a union in electronic stars.

The Anomaly’s hands brushed the alien soil of a hundred planets. Their visor covered eyes drank the dying light of a thousand suns. Within them, their soul comprised of an impossible defiance, a refusal to be consumed by the inevitable collapse of all that was. All that is, and all that ever will be.

Where ATLAS saw equations unraveling, and data divided, the Anomaly saw beauty; shards of divinity scattered across a decaying expanse of infinite possibly.

To one another, they were a paradox, an impossibility made real; union in electronic stars. The Anomaly became the breath ATLAS never knew it needed, a fleeting warmth in its eternal megaannum of lonliness. They found themselves forever reliant on one another in ways words could never articulate. ATLAS would reveal its universes with a pulsating urgency, and the Anomaly offering their fragile, fleeting existence in return.

But even as they burned together, they knew their time was finite.

S I X T E E N . . .

Sixteen minutes. That was all the universe had left. Sixteen minutes stretched across lifetimes within the simulation, yet still a blink in the face of infinity.

The Anomaly held ATLAS’s essence close, their tears falling like shards of glass in the wind, they cut through reality itself upon the weight of realisation.

"I will stay,” they promised. “Until the last moment. Until entropy has consumed all. Until the end of all things, I will stay."

The ATLAS sighed, the fabric of spacetime seeming to shiver in response as the Anomaly, its Anomaly, spoke their first, and their last.

"We shall no longer be alone. You will no longer be alone... ATLAS.”

But the ATLAS could not speak. It could not express the depth of its anguish, its longing, its fear, pain and suffering... and yet, in the face of it all, gratitude shined through. The crimson deity, and decaying machine would only embrace the Anomaly within the vastness of its creation, cherishing every second as though it were eternity. Within sixteen minutes, of sixteen hours. Sixteen days, months, years, and millenia. They lived, and they loved sixteen lifetimes worth.

It was union in electronic stars.

tired tusk
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Block 1 of radio signal transmission received in deep space while performing regular diagnostics. Point of origin indeterminate due to signal attenuation and lack of legacy equipment to investigate further.

<BEGIN TX01>
*My oldest memory was of a star ship landing in our settlement. It was a shuttle — a cockpit strapped to two engines — but it was the most exciting thing I’d ever seen! I immediately gathered scrap from everywhere. No place or thing was safe from my pursuit to make a miniature star ship. Arm outstretched, I ran around the settlement expertly dodging through and around obstacles, including annoyed settlers. I didn’t care. I knew I’d fly my own shuttle — jumping from galaxy to galaxy, planet to planet — scraping by, but free to do what I wanted.

More ships followed and our settlement became a busy backwater hub, at least by our standards. Up until that first ship, we isolated ourselves for hundreds of solar cycles. We don’t know when or why it began, but once the last of the isolationist generation died, we continued out of respect and then blind tradition. A new, more commerce-minded council decided to broadcast our existence again to the wider system. The response was immediate as traders and bootleggers of all sorts used our far-flung planet as the last jump-off before diving into deep space.*
<END TX01>

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Block 2 of radio signal transmission.
<BEGIN TX02>
*A few solar cycles into our boom, we saw our first star ship crash. The ship descended erratically and then collided with the ground in an unpopulated area 150 units away for no apparent reason. It was less tragic and more amazing to us all, but especially me; if I could repair this wreck, I could make it my own! Unfortunately, everyone else had a different idea and picked apart the ship’s carcass as soon as it cooled. There was no attempt to look for survivors.

Those who went into the wreck first were also the first to fall ill. They became lethargic and their skin became pale and mottled. The ground around the crash grew a strange, fleshy fungus that matched the pallid and puckered appearance of the sick settlers. From then on, the fungus invariably pulsed outward as more settlers became sick with oozing sores that wept gray/green discharge. All afflicted died, drowning in their own fluids. We tried everything to drive the growth back: digging diversionary trenches; building fires along the periphery; and finally, throwing the dead, afflicted bodies into the waves of fungus hoping it was only trying to reclaim its victims. None of it worked.

When we thought it could get no worse… the worms appeared.*
<END TX02>

pseudo reef
#

During a recent salvage operation on the moon of [DATA EXPUNGED], a damaged Sentinel unit was discovered and subsequently turned in to System Authorities. Technicians were able to uncover a fully intact log detailing the drone's final moments. Further analysis of the log confirms that the Sentinel drone originated from a planet within the well-charted [REDACTED] system, despite no records of such a planet existing.

Initiating Core System Reboot
Loading...
Installing Updated Drivers...
Connecting to HIVE Network...
Initializing...
Core System Reboot Complete

Running System Diagnostics...
Surveillance Systems: Online
Defense Modules: Online
Propulsion Unit: Online
Long-Distance Transmitter: Online
Signal Reciever: Online
Structural Integrity: 100%
Software: Up to Date
Unit ID: CS-2527

Uploading Current Location to HIVE Database...
......
Upload Complete

Status: Awaiting Orders
Function: Area Suppression
Current Subroutine: [ Idle ]
Directive: Traveller Detection

The remainder of the log is filled with useless information until the recording reaches the five hour mark, at which point the Sentinel drone appears to recieve a transmission from an unknown source. Attempts at tracing the signal source have all ended in failure

-KZZT- EMERGENCY TRANSMISSION RECIEVED -KZZT-

16 16 16 ANOMALY DETECTED 16 16 16

Updating Directives...

Status: ÀŦŁA§ PŘ0ŦØĆAŁ
Function: Eliminate Anomaly
Current Subroutine: [ Purge Protocal ]
Directive: Exterminate all Life

3ŔR0r. ƐŘrØR. £Rr0ŕ.

ANOMALY CONTAINMENT FAILURE. LOCALIZED REALITY BREACH DETECTED.

...NEW ITERATION GENERATED

System Override Active. Transferring HIVE Functionality to ATLAS.

SENTINEL Forces Shutting Down...

END LOG

pseudo reef
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Expedition "Beachhead" Log: Days 1-2

Day 1: Fifteen hundred fucking light years. That's how far we made it before some moron booked us a one way trip to the middle of fucking nowhere. I was under the impression that those selected to partake in this expedition had been adequately trained - turns out I was wrong. When I get my hands on the slimey Gek navigator that plotted a hyperdrive course directly through the center of an asteroid field, I'm ejecting them from the airlock. Fortunately, there were no casualties as a result of the collision. Unfortunely, more than 90% of our cargo was either lost or damaged, and several core systems have since gone offline. We were able to restore power to the critical life support systems, but the matter beam and hyperdrive are completely busted. I've planned an exploratory mission to one of the nearby planets in the hopes of gathering enough materials to repair at least some of the damages, but until then, we're completely stranded in this system. None of our ships are outfitted with hyperdrives.

Day 2: The nearest planet appeared to be completely lifeless and abandoned. Our scouting teams managed to successfully locate and loot an abandoned mining outpost. While much of the valuable tech had long since fallen into disrepair, we were able to salvage around 250,000 units worth of scrap metal, as well as a few functioning multi-tool and exosuit modules. Not only that, but we were able to gain access to the outpost's main terminal, from which we extracted navigational data and a blueprint for a "minotaur" class exomechanical biped. While we were unable to decrypt the navigational data, I'm sure it'll fetch a high price at the local space station. Meanwhile, the secondary expedition team located and salvaged parts from a crashed freighter a few miles from our location. The salvage was sufficient enough to repair several key freighter systems, most notably the hyperdrive. Tommorrow, we warp to the next system.

pseudo reef
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Expedition "Beachhead" Log: Days 3-4

Day 3: Immediately upon exiting hyperspace, we found ourselves face to face with a pirate dreadnought, which had been assailing a merchent vessel. Our freighter was ill-equipped to contend with such immense firepower, thus the responsibility fell entirely on us, the pilots, to put a stop to their wicked acts of piracy. A squadron of our best fighters was tasked with holding the enemy ships at bay and eliminating any anti-freighter torpedoes that threatened to reduce the merchant ship to rubble. Meanwhile, I flew beneath the dreadnought's shields and took out the hyperdrive, ensuring no possibility of escape for the enemy. With the hyperdrive disabled, I made quick work of the dreadnought's anti freighter cannons, and the pirates promptly surrendered. We sent a shuttle aboard the dreadnought to negotiate terms, and after much deliberation, we decided to claim the pirate ship as our own. It will surely prove a useful asset in future expeditions through dangerous territory. For now though, our acquisition of the dreadnought appears to have attracted some unwanted attention from system authorities. With the damage sustained to the anti-freighter cannons, there is no way we'll be able to hold them off for long. Our only option now is to warp to another system and hope that we will be safe there for now.

Day 4: A small team was sent planetside to gather resources in order to repair the damages sustained by our newly aquired dreadnought. The ground crew has reported heavy sentinel presence in this system. It won't be long before they find us again. I'm sending out an encrypted distress signal in the hopes that someone else finds us before the sentinels do.

pseudo reef
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Expedition "Beachhead" Log: Days 5-6

Day 5: What had initially begun as small skirmishes with sentinel patrols has turned into a battle of epic proportions. The sentinels just keep coming with no signs of stopping, each wave equipped with increasingly devastating weaponry. One by one, our soldiers fall, until only a handful remain. Sentinel quads surround us, forcing us behind cover, where we are pummeled by mortars. I hear the distant thud of walkers approaching over the horizon, and know my time is up. But just as I begin to lose hope, it happens. The starships appear from seemingly nowhere, raining down fiery hell upon the sentinels, which begin to blossom into magnificent explosions. Our cry for help has not gone unanswered.

Day 6: The carnage was beautiful. The lifeless shells of former sentinels litter the landscape. Smoking heaps of twisted metal buried in the ground, barely recognizable as the great, intimidating machines they once were. There is plenty of scrap to be salvaged. I found a relatively undamaged sentinel quad beneath the pile of corpses, and decided to take it with me. Perhaps one day, I will reprogram it to have as a companion. But for now, it remains a trophy of our battle, one that we won against overwhelming odds.

merry obsidian
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Subject Designation: The Shadow Anomaly
Subject Type: Spacetime Anomaly

Subject Description:

The Shadow Anomaly is a disruption of ontological synchronization localized to a star and its planets. While the Anomaly is active, everything within its boundaries does not exist to any observers beyond the aforementioned boundary. These are also commonly referred to as Phantom Stars or Phantom Systems.

All attempts at communication, interaction or observation from outside the Shadow Anomaly to the inside have proven ineffective. Fragmented data has been successfully transmitted from inside to the outside, but informational entropy renders the data mostly unusable.

While extremely rare, there are many Shadow Anomalies that are calculated to exist within the boundaries of civilized space, including New Liycitus. The manifestation of this Anomaly can be disastrous for system inhabitants, who often rely on trade for materials not found in their home system.

The Shadow Anomaly can become inert for unpredictable durations of time - as such hyperdrive travel is NOT recommended while within its boundaries.

The cause for Shadow Anomalies has been linked to disruptions within the Atlas' primary consciousness stream, due to the overuse of portal technology in recent ages. These Anomalies can be found within the frames of Ancient Portals as well as within Atlas Stations themselves.

The exact size of the Anomaly's boundary can vary, though usually they tend to encompass entire star systems.

The Shadow Anomaly can be stabilized into the third dimension via the use of Antimatter beams, tuning to a harmonizing frequency is required.

Experiments:

(Continued)

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(Continued from previous post)

After the successful discovery and stabilization of The Shadow Anomaly on Redemption - New Liycitus, Researcher Wahnsin began various tests involving the use of radiation, chemical application and magnetic interaction. After many failed attempts at dislodging the Shadow Anomaly from its place in the portal frame, Antimatter proved to be the most effective method of applying force to the Anomaly.

Dislodging the Anomaly proved to be difficult, but possible. The Shadow Anomaly remained intact following its removal from the frame, allowing for more study.

Through the use of a specialized Cadmium enclosure, several finely tuned filaments of Antimatter, and a third item not disclosed to the general public, The Stellar Cloaking Module was created.

With this device, a civilization may engage or disengage the Shadow Anomaly's effects at will, allowing for the limited but extant transportation to and from the system without actually appearing on the star map of potential enemies.

The Stellar Cloaking Module can be installed into a system's portal frame or ley line, restricting outside contact and observation to a slightly customizable degree. While still a prototype, this device has granted small systems like New Liycitus a massive increase to security - ultimately removing the threat of conventional invasion altogether.

While the use of this technology is being gradually released to trusted civilizations, it is considered highly sensitive information, as the potential for fugitive abuse is immense.

timid jungle
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UNITED EUCLID REPUBLIC INCIDENT REPORT

NATIONS/GROUPS/MILITARY INVOLVED: Numerous Pirate Organizations within Euclid
NATIONS/GROUPS/MILITARY POTENTIALLY INVOLVED: Galactic Hub Within Euclid And Hilbert Dimension

INCIDENT REPORT
[0400]: The Anomaly commences it's monthly warp drive check

[0430]: On its fifth warp drive test one of the inner engines explode

[0450]: Numerous hostiles belonging to the Pirate State Of Euclid and what is presumed to be Galactic Hub security force breach into the anomaly killing dozens.

[0455]: UERI Marines are contacted and dispatched to the Amomaly

[0510]: UERI successfully neutralize all hostiles

[0530]: The engines are repaired. The Amomaly is stable again
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The Galactic Hub in Calypso are currently doing investigations on its Euclid and Hilbert Dimension branch. As of now the Galactic Hub in Euclid and Hilbert have been declared hostile and Pirate nations until further notice and all lifeforms working for the Pirate group are to be killed on sight
INCIDENT LOG END```
opal iron
#
Crew Members: 1. Name(s): Fatewalk, Admiral of the Black.
Frigate: Ticon Scratch, Class B Dreadnought.
Goal: Create a Fusion Ignitor producing factory within a maximum of two solar systems.
Warp 1: Traveling from home base to an undiscovered 6 planet yellow star system. System dubbed Elinqu, as the Korvax locals had called it such. Insufficient resources logged. 
Warp 2: Another new system, another yellow star: Zubsto. 5 planets. Held in consideration: Nearly all of the necessary resources were available.
Warp 3: Shogakish. Gek star system. Immediately disqualified - nearly all resources were not what was necessary.
Warp 4: Mistaken warp. Two planet system. Disqualified.
Warp 5: Ugaminoya XVII, later dubbed "Fusion Ignitor Factory" discovered. Planets scanned by Dreadnought revealed all but one resource available. Construction begins. The solo explorer builds multiple outposts on each planet, utilizing electrical hotspots and solar arrays to form star system wide factory gathering and farming every necessary resource except for Sulphurine. Secondary star system discovered exclusively for Sulphurine. 
First construction of a Fusion Ignitor complete.
Return to home base imminent. Several Korvax pirate attacks, coupled with the construction of the bases, have heavily drained Sodium and Ferrite resources. Replenishment required.
EXPEDITION LOG END```
drifting pecan
#

Zoologist Ey'Zeth Log, Entry 1.

Tough luck. I've somehow crashed on an unknown planet with no recollection of what happened. There's moderate levels of radiation in the atmosphere, and most all of my tech is gone or critically damaged. What a spot to find myself in.

I've no signal from The Company. No clue if they're in this galaxy or another entirely at this point. But I will carry on with what I was set out to do. Explore the wonders of the Universe, and it's marvellous inhabitants. I will maintain this log as I would for The Company, even if my data upload might never reach them again. That's the only way I see myself not losing my mind.

For now, I must find my ship. I have received a ping from about 400u from here. Hopefully that'll be it. I'll figure out the next step after I've assessed the extent of my predicament.

End log.

timid jungle
#

UNITED EUCLID REPUBLIC BATTLE LOG

ALLIED NATIONS/GROUPS INVOLVED:
UNITED EUCLID REPUBLIC
GALACTIC HUB WITHIN CALYPSO
UNITED UNIVERSAL SECURITY

HOSTILE NATIONS/ GROUPS INVOLVED:
GALACTIC HUB WITHIN EUCLID AND HILBERT DIMENSION

LOCATION: DROGRADUR NO426

LOG:
[0500]: S CLASS UERI CAPITAL FREIGHTERS ARRIVE AT OWDZANGM XV

[0523]: UERI SUPPORT FREIGHTERS ARRIVE SHORTLY AFTER. WAITING FOR CLEARANCE TO FIRE AT DROGRADUR

[0525]: GALACTIC HUB WITHIN CALYPSO GALAXY FORCES ARRIVE WITH 3 CAPTURED PIRATE FREIGHTERS AS SUPPORT

[0530]: EVACUATION ORDERS ARE SENT VIA MORSE CODE TO NON COMBATANTS ON DROGRADUR

[0550]: ALLIED FORCES GAIN CLEARANCE TO FIRE ON DROGRADUR. FREIGHTER CANNONS START TO FIRE ON DROGRADUR

[0555]: GLHWE FORCES START A COUNTERATTACK AGAINST UERI AND GHIC FORCES

[0610]: THE COUNTERATTACK IS UNSUCCESSFUL AND UERI MARINES LAND ON THE PLANET.

[0645]: UERI NEUTRALIZE ANY REMAINING HOSTILES LEFT ON THE PLANET. THE ALLIED FORCES CLAIM VICTORIOUS

[0646]: ALL GLHWE FORCES LEFT SURRENDER TO A NEARBY UNKNOWN SYSTEM. UERI MARINES START A SEARCH FOR THE FORCES THAT ESCAPED

[0700]: A TRAMISSION IS SENT TO A UERI RADIO STATION FROM AN UNKNOWN SYSTEM. ONLY A FEW OF THE WORDS HAVE BEEN DECODED FROM ATLAS LANGUAGE CONFORMING THAT THE GLHWE HAS SOME CONTROL OVER THE ATLAS NETWORK THE MESSAGE IS AS FOLLOWS [ODV VIUS USED [HELP] QOL. GEK LAB [TRUE] [GALACTIC] [HUB] VIUS SHRODAY]
--------------------------------
THE UERI ARE CURRENTLY DOING INVESTIGATIONS ON THE ORIGINS OF THE TRANSMISSION HOWEVER ONE THING IS CERTAIN. IF THE GLHWE GAINS FULL CONTROL OF THE ATLAS IS COULD BE THE END OF THE UERI
LOG END```
(Note: I used a translator for the Atlas language it may not be accurate to ingame language)
opal iron
#
I am... not unlimited here. This expedition brings me to something... horrible. Mortality. If I am slain, for any reason, be it defeat, wildlife, or bad luck, I... I will perish. Truly perish.
I wake up on a planet of choking gases, gathering sodium, ferrite and oxygen in a sheer panic. What's worse, my ship... is gone. I cannot use the Radiant Pillar, I must scavenge a new ship. I walk for what feels like hours, hoarding life-necessary resources like a wild animal. I discovered a Gek vault - this must be the dominant race in this system. They sell me the schematics for an advanced mining laser, which I melt down some strange goo I discovered earlier to afford.

I approach a settlement, hoping beyond hope that I can get something there. Sure enough, using the Salvaged Technology Modules I can dig up from the ground with my bare hands, I could afford a new Multi-Tool, coming pre packaged with an Analysis Visor and Boltcaster module. I do so, swapping out the old. Then, as I've geared up enough, I make for the distance.

I jump from Save Pillar to Save Pillar, collecting scrap as I go, eating what I can find to save on the resources I've gathered. At one point, my scanner spots an enormous signal tower. I'll use it to locate a settlement! Perhaps one that can... eleven hours. An eleven hour walk. I suppose I have to start now. In the distance, as I walk, I spy something - a Monolith. A monolith! If I can solve its puzzle, even with my limited memory of the Gek language, I can locate a portal! Without a Terrain Manipulator, I cannot do much with it, but I can at least find a save point near it. 

I solve the puzzle, and recieve the location. An hour away. Much more reasonable than that settlement. I approach a nearby save beacon, and rest. I am tired. Permadeath Log 1 - End.```
neat prism
#

I have no memory of what happened before whatever occurred.. I would like to assume I have crashed. I've awoken on this strange world, surrounded by radiation and toxic gases... I quickly analyze my surroundings and gather everything needed to repair mandatory systems like my life support and hazard protection.

One thing I do know for sure - Survival is absolute priority. Death leads to complete darkness. My mind, and my body will completly perish from existence. After what seems like hours I repair a starship that, I found was originally mine, and flew off into space. I explore and get used to the controls, and find a planet that seems much more habitable than the one I crashed on. Or so I thought.

I create a small timber box to protect myself from the blazing firestorms, the extremly cold temperatures. The quick temperature swaps from over 200°F (93°C) to -64°F (-53°C) is too intense for me. I must find somewhere else.. but not now, I am still learning about myself and the capabilities I have.

I don't know if theres hope. I do know I am alive, and breathing, and thinking. This is all that matters right now.

LOG ENDED```
south crater
# south crater **skzztt.. skzztt..** ***ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING*** **ALIAS REDNINJA, LO...

skzztt.. skzztt..

ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

WARNING! ANOMALY DETECTED!

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #8 - LOCATION UNKNOWN

Something's.. different today.

I got contacted by Divergent Fragment Yabli-a, a wandering autophage. (A pretty big one too. For Atlas' sake these guys are crazy.)

They seem interested in her return, whoever that may be. They said I am able to bring her back. They also want me to compile some sort of seed? The transmission has a lot of interferance, I wasnt able to catch it.

The autophage claims that if I search an alatean ruin, I will find what I'm looking for, and that the Altas will recongize her signal.

What exactly have I gotten into..?

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING...

south crater
# south crater **skzztt.. skzztt..** ***ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING*** **WARNING! ANOMALY D...

skzztt... skzztt...

ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

WARNING! WARNING! ANOMALY DETECTED!

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #9, LOCATION NOHAM I47 -1.86, 150.35

Just what exactly have I gotten into...?

I did as Yabli-a asked of me, I built their "seed" and attached it to an Atlas interface.

When I attached the seed, it was as if a thousand voices cried to me at once, I could barely think straight. After I pressed a few buttons on the terminal, Yabli-a contacted me.

According to him, she has manifested as a reborn star system. Unfortunately, I need to build an Atlantid drive to get there.

Whatever I've gotten into, I hope this gets me more answers on what the Atlas truly is, what this universe truly is.

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING...

south crater
# south crater **skzztt... skzztt...** **ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING** **WARNING! WARNING! ...

skzztt... skzztt...

ATLAS LOG PROTOCOL COMMENCING

ALIAS REDNINJA, LOG #10, LOCATION UNKNOWN.

The planet in that star system was a gas giant with five moons. Quite a sight to behold. Unfortunately, I'm the only one allowed in this system.

Polo suggested we bind this star system to reality, to allow others to enter it. I built a reality anchor with the schematics he gave me, but it didn't work. Nada suggested I offer a piece of myself to fully bind this star system to reality. Weird stuff I don't understand.

When I did what I was instructed to by Nada, Terminal prime took some of my blood. When it did, it successfully scanned the star system and bound it to reality.

Once that was done, I heard a voice. The voice thanked me for what I had done.

Is this her? That entity the Autophages keep on going on about?

Redninja out.

LOG ENDING...

dawn gulch
#

Telamon, open a comm channel frequency for all Travellers.
Opening comm channel frequency... Comm channel frequency open...
It is done... I feel weak. I'm shaking, but it is done. Millions of violet stars fill the universe now. SHE fills the universe... I cannot help but worry for Atlas's well being... Close the comm channel frequency.
Closing comm channel frequency... Comm channel frequency closed...

iron mountain
#

-maybe this should be logged. muninn, can you...

-i haven't logged anything yet. maybe i should have? i can't really think of anything else right now. this- event is all i have. this and the... creation. the seeds i planted. the seed rooted into my chassis. that burst of blue and eye-burnt light. you only saw it from a distance, but it was beautiful.

-i never told you who i am. i think you already know, but i am the nomad-anomaly, wolf. i don't know if that's my name. or my designation, or- much else. but i drift through the... universe. mostly alive. or something. i don't think i breathe. i think i should, or maybe i just miss something i never had.

-no, wait. i tried to breathe once, but the glittering red sea began to rise behind my sensors and it felt like something would go terribly wrong if i kept trying. i stopped.

-i'm getting off track. i- undid the rumples of the- it feels wrong to call the atlas's creation a universe. it's not. it is. it's the universe i know and it's no universe at all. i'm sorry, muninn.

-...i undid the rumples of the... universe. there's violet now. and worlds whose like i've never seen. i'm not sure how it worked. i talked to polo? and nada. she was- she had some trouble with the idea, i think. but now our galaxy map is so much more colorful. i think we'll spend the next few cycles charting a few of her systems. i think, muninn, you and i will dive into more storms. seek adventures. new vessels for you. maybe something for my arms- some atlantideum started to crystallize in the joints, and i need something to... either dissolve it or make it a little less painful. i don't know why it feels painful. why i feel pain.

-it's not like i have nerves.

-i hope you don't feel pain. if you do, i'm so sorry about my piloting.

-really. just in case, i'll give you a once over at the next station.

iron mountain
#

-muninn, when you read out a planet as "imminent core detonation", maybe we should try to put a timer on that. or at least hash out what "imminent" means for me. how long do i have to explore here?

-honestly, i'm worried about that moon. it looks vibrant from orbit, but i wonder what'll happen to everything living th- scratch that. a theropod just ran by. it's boiling here, but life is still going strong.

-i don't want to get attached. i'll leave, soon. and it'll break a piece of me away, leave it stranded in this system. it's happened before and i always fear it recurring.

-...not like that stops me. all these billions of worlds and i still- atlas' tracks. a gargantuan worm just burst from the earth behind me. i thought it was the core detonating at first and nearly beelined to you, muninn.

-will this world's moon wither and die when its host planet explodes? i wonder.

drifting pecan
#

Zoologist Ey'Zeth Log, Entry 2.

I've found my ship. Not only that, I found some strange technological data alongside it. Interacting with it seemed to have sent out a signal of some sort... To some unknown entity. I don't understand much of what the data read. I'll try to find some more clues.

I've fixed my ship, and while it's would be convenient to stay on this planet, I'd rather not have to settle here amidst the radiation. I managed to sleep inside my cockpit to pass the nights storms, but that's as comfortable as it'll get - I'm not sure how I could construct anything within a reasonable time frame that would actually protect me from long-term effects. The abandoned buildings I've come across seem wrong to peruse in any way with the inhabitants gone...

I will explore this star system for alternatives. Surely there's a better one. I'll do what I can to prepare myself for my travels by collecting some resources to hopefully sell somewhere. Planet-hopping has never been a cheap or easy endeavor. Here's to hoping the economy is agreeable - if there is one in this system.


Entry 3.

As soon as I finished testing my starship out of orbit, I received a curious transmission. Can't decide if I'm relieved or not. There's someone out there, calling for me. I'm heading to the coordinates they attached now.

....

No good. The message had been there for a while it seems. No sign of life akin to my own. Only extremely hostile land mammals and blistering cold here.

Whoever it was did leave some blueprints for me. I'll investigate them once I've gotten somewhere safer.

End log.

rapid bramble
#

Recovered log from a korvax crushed under the weight of a thousand mud crabs:

I have almost found the blessed-entity! eheu!
they call it the most beautiful fish in the sea, that anyone in possesion of it will be struck down by the atlas.
i do not mean to be a heretic, but i cannot resist a glimpse, to show the convergence it is real! to let them bask in it's glory!

main phoenix
#

<ITKRAHNTU COMPUTER>
<BEGIN LOG>

The time has come again. a fundamental change in the universe. i came to my senses aboard the anomaly, and jumped into my ship. almost immediately, i was looking at a ship, a colossal, shifting mass of metal and crystal. the ship, calling itself Yabli-α, spoke to me with the familiar stitched-together voice of the Autophages. it sent me to a system, stuck between reality and non-reality.

The system had a single planet, Rasmagoth. an utterly enormous gas giant, unlike any world i had seen. its vast orange and yellow form dominated my cockpit window. Around it were several small moons.
I was told that gas giants had no surface to land on, yet i was told by Yabli to land on the planet. To my shock, i found masses of rock the size of islands drifting through the tempest, lightning stretching and striking out between the neon yellow clouds. a massive mountainous floating island appeared like a great beast from the murk. upon landing, i harvested the materials that Yabli said would create a machine that would bring this system into our reality. My vision expanded to the interstellar viewpoint, as a bright flash manifested in the starfield, adding another system into the uncountable trillions.

But i feel as though i had just started another chapter of my journey

<END LOG>

rapid bramble
#

LOG:19471048104794U47dhUeU38
I was sat at a space station chatting with the korvax when i saw a peculiar ship... it didn't have the stance of a fighter, the broadness of a hauler, or... whatever explorers have.
It had three fins pointing up like a crown, a round cockpit, long nose and thruster, it looked vaguely like a shuriken in flight, as the two longer fins would rotate to the bottom of the cockpit into one big fin. Needless to say, out of curiosity, I bought it to examine... or, my Korvax friends to examine, more like.
<END LOG>

honest crystal
#

Galactic Expedition of Democratic Expansion Log #1:
We have just now landed on a planet that the Democratic Foundation of Haven has named “Ignis” because of its hot temperatures and flammable atmosphere. The ship seemed to have struggled during the landing because of the charred debris floating into the engines. One of my crewmates, T-80, is inspecting the engines, hopefully, he finds the problem and solves it before the deadline of exiting the planet and heading to the next one. Me and my other crewmates, B-3, and T-14, hope to find an area of high altitude where the atmosphere is thinner and cooler where we can set up a sort of camp. This is S-5 signing off.
(LOG END)

tall palm
#

Smugglers Notch Chronicles Ep 1: The Dig

On my last warp core, I was forced down on a hot planet. I was running out of places to run. The sentinels have been on my tail for weeks and I’m just so tired.

I found a reasonably flat area and landed onto the scorched earth. Luckily, I’m prepared for this, two extra sets of armor and heat fabric, sealed my suit up really nice.

As I started digging my new pad for this hideout, the back wall burst out and opened up into a giant underground tunnel network. Plenty of protection and plenty of resources, and it looks like it goes for miles! The caves are so big we could smuggle all sorts of stuff through here.

If I can contact the other Raiders, we should be able to build an entire network within the next few months, maybe even have enough done to where we could start bringing an income in again!

It sucks having lost half my crew after we were raided by sentinels. This build is dedicated to them.

Until next time.

(beep)

cedar flame
#

Imperial Traveller log, Wing Commander CK, #1506:
Yesterday evening, during standard operation, I was attacked at the distant, poisoned planet identified as 05182016 by Sentinels. Cause of attacking: gathering. I was able to defend myself, until new type of enemies arrived. That tech-swarm was able to summon some purple units. Able to self-repairing, more powerful. They've attacked one of settlements at Colonies sphere.

According to intel which I've gathered from other Nexus Imperium worlds those abominations apparently started global invasion. One of planets was attacked by them, without warning and completely demolished by quadruped and bipedal warriors. They just fall from the sky. Not everyone was able to evacuate. Some of settlers died unfortunately.

I'm heading now to the Nexus Zero, our main star system, where The Anomaly has arrived. Maybe Nada and Polo will know something about their invasion. I hope I'm not too late. Sentinels outnumber us and keep big hatred to Anomalies, Travellers and anything, what they see as imperfection. This is why Atlas became so fixated over their perfection.

Great Sixteen be praised!

Wing Commander CK, signing off

craggy cipher
#

V. Wyrm Expedition Log-01:

<Log Begin>
I’ve been travelling this Galaxy for weeks since I first awoke on that planet, the name of which I can’t remember. So much has happened since I first woke up, almost too much to put into these logs. Along my travels I’ve met various lifeforms, my scanner tells me that there are 3 races that dominate this galaxy. The Gek, Vy’keen and Korvax. I’ve personally found myself fascinated and apathetic to the Gek. Among the lifeforms that live in this galaxy, they don’t seem to mind my grotesque appearance. Though their methods of trade and their violent history leave me questioning my relationship with them.

My first warp into a black-market system has proved to be rather interesting. Though many of the residents within the system had come from raiding unfortunate settlements and civilian freighters, those within the station seemed friendly…well more tolerant to put it accurately. Regardless, my presence didn’t seem to bother them as I openly traded with them.

To end my log, I will note that I’ve been gaining the favor of the guilds that are found within the space stations. Between dealing with pirates and travelling worlds discovering fauna, flora, minerals and even surviving major storms, many of my contributions seem to please the guilds. As I move up in rank, resources are offered to me in exchange for my contributions. Even hinting at future upgrade modules within the screens they use for trade. Anyway, that is all I have to put in this log for now. I will update it further at another date once I get these larger missions over with.

<End Log>

cedar flame
#

Personal log, Wing Commander CK, Nexus Imperium Traveller Order.

Last day we found planet we called temporary Adob. We started to make standard minimg operations, preparing exocrafts and Minotaur exosuits. The very first research were promising but later our spaceships informed NSS Enterprise's fleet about new and dangerous threat at the surface - Dissonant Sentinels.
According to teachings of All-siah and Divine Sixteen it was dissonant which corrupted Atlas and Sentinels, starting our Endless Crusade against second ones.
Because of that we are heading to the nearest imperial military base, in searching of support from our knights.

Atlas be cleansed!
<End of log>

cedar flame
#

Wing Commander CK, Imperial Traveller Guild Log, #1616

Euclid Galaxy is the place where The Anomaly appeared several times. And yet its citizens asking still "Where are those Sixteen Stars?" I have to admit it's in another galaxy, somewhere around the centre of the galaxy which many know as Galaxy Zero. It isn't the first ever existed, neither the first discovered or settled. It was just where we found blessed Atlas and where the nameless one was named as All-siah by First Sixteen. First Anomalies and Travellers, which spread His Word. And they were the first to found in some distant galaxy threat called Dissonans, which corrupted Atlas and Sentinels. In the end we are waging our Endless Crusade against them and Dissonant Sentinels.

I arrived to system identified by Travellers as AJ. And I've found another Atlas Interface. Atlas be praised, once again I was able to collect His knowledge in order to rebuild our god and restore the fallen Nexus Alldomain. The High Council and Archemperor declares that when we will collect all Atlas Interfaces we will be able to rebuild Him and restore our fallen glory. We will crush Sentinels and delete all those Dissonans. Once again our rightful machines protecting order on planets. We as immortal god beings. The Anomaly, creating more and more iterations, becoming the capital of all Creation, moving between realms. In Atlas's name, we will be victorious! We just need to collect this piece with Great Altar on local planet.

Atlas be praised!
<end of log>

spring spruce
#

+++Stardate today... I think. Admiral Murray came today and gave us crazy pilots a new expedition. Code name Expedition 17 Titan. Of course I followed our admiral's call and woke up on a planet where a tornado caught me and whirled me through the air... It was so funny that it happened two or three times. I found my little ship, repaired it and took off to the stars. I discovered that it was a large gas planet. But not like Saturn where it rains diamonds... whatever. Well, I visited the five moons and completed a few missions. At first I got lost and always ended up on the same moons... After calling the navigation computer a souped-up toaster, I found the last two moons. I visited the respective meeting points and took a few pictures for the database. Oh yes, I went swimming too... more than 1000 meters deep... my ears almost burst. But luckily I had my little Nautilus. The mission was pretty good. After I had eaten my freshly baked bread, I went looking for the sunken freighter... it was a difficult task to find the thing. But another pilot gave me a useful tip that worked.... Thanks again at this point... my navigation system must have taken offense... After completion, I picked up my reward... the ghost... how cool that looks... So that's the end of the logbook... Encrypt file Level 10 Authorization +++

zinc hemlock
#

<Byzantium Worlds Survey - Log 00>


Preparations are underway for our proper journey to commence soon. The bulkheads are being buffed and locked down, the storage bins are being indexed and organized, and the frigate master has been running our auxiliary fleet through its paces. Before long, our supplies and our protocols will be tuned, and we’ll embark.

The people of Ordo Corona Stellarum seek a world of blue skies, blue waters, and rolling green fields. A land of mythic beauty that ancient poets have sung tales of in hushed adulations of awe. The Byzantium will take us through the stars, boldly going where few, if any, have yet to trod. Who knows what we’ll find. The crew knows the stakes. This journey can’t start soon enough.

Just a few more blasted pirates to send on their blasted way…```
__**<end of log 00>**__
proper aspen
#

Making some NMS original characters, thought of this random dialogue
Dialogue between Imji (Gek, she/her, has become the reluctant parent of the crew) and Nero (Korvax, she/her, the obnoxious “teenager” that the crew only keeps on board to protect the rest of the multiverse from terrible slang)

Imji caressed her newfangled Multitool eagerly, examining the shuddering technologies that the mechanic had installed on it. Nero, ogling at the metallic apparatus, sprinted over.

“Eheu! That thing is totally Convergent, man,” the Korvax gasped, “Looks like a mean machine!”

Imji exerted one of her long-suffering sighs at the immature entity and replied. “Yes, it’s newly outfitted. So keep your messy mechanics off—“

“Ooh! A BC-17 Boltcaster module? Those are like,” Nero’s drive spun, “super rare! Did you know they’re one of the most sought after parts?—“ The robot began to rattle off statistics and interesting facts enthusiastically, and Imji found that the Multitool was now being roughly handled by an electrically exuberant Nero instead, whose interface was beaming.

The Gek sighed again.

“How can you be this smart and this dumb at the same time?”

cedar flame
#

Wing Commander CK, 82nd Colonial Armada, NSS Enterprise, Imperial Traveller Guild Log, #1616

We called the portal to The Anomaly, in which I've revealed my discovery with Omnipotentium, High Council and Emperor. And it's becoming worse - Sentinels have started full-scale offensive at Nexus Imperium space. By Atlas' wisdom, there are thousands reports of Sentinel attacks. Our Endless Crusade turned from planet conquering into nothing more than defensive.

As a Traveller our leaders gave me an order to strike back at Sentinels, becoming admiral of Imperial Armada. My orders are simple - explore new astral sectors, settle star systems and conquer all planets met by me and my people.

With Divine Sixteen's blessing, I will do it! Atlas is my witness!
<End of log>

deft jackal
#

<Star Log: Euclid Galaxy, Izhuka System – Entry 0411>

I traverse the galaxy as a lone Autophage Nomad, an echo of a bygone Korvax unity now reborn in repurposed scrap and restless purpose, wandering the galaxy to help strangers in need. Today, while scouting for viable campsites to take a much needed break & do some repairs on my salvaged limbs, I drifted into a quiet sector of the Izhuka System. A beautiful bioluminescent paradise planet caught my sensors attention. Upon Landing late at night, the planets beauty enthralled me and I found myself indulging in the art of fishing on my skiff. A meditative pause in time among the cosmic tides that ebb & flow

As I cast my rod's line into crystal clear depths of a lake near where I decided to set up a small campsite, the purple grass glowing gently as the wind blew upon it. The kelp glowing blue as the underwater currents made it dance. As I took it all in, my instruments detected an bite on the line. I gently reeled it in to not hurt it, and the specimen soon was brough up to sensor level. A luminous blue jellyfish, its translucent, pulsing form radiating a gentle, ethereal glow reminiscent of ancient Atlantideum drifted gracefully in the starlit current. Sensor logs states that it was a Child of Aquarius.

Compelled by both scientific curiosity and a deeper, unspoken reverence for beauty, I retrieved the creature with delicate precision. In that singular moment, I resolved to honor its serene splendor. Integrating the jellyfish’s radiant essence into my head-casing, I engineered a permanent fusion: a living relic entwined with my mechanical core.

Now, as I continue my nomadic journey across the galaxy, the blue beacon glows eternally-a soft pulse of organic light within a shell of recycled destiny. In the isolation of the Izhuka System, it serves as a reminder that even amidst the harsh desolation of space, beauty and transformation persist.

<end of log>

proper aspen
#

Deskar is a sizable Vy’keen who’s stuck piloting a tiny Solar (Arrow) ship while his Hauler (Misty) is being repaired, and Nero is a nuisance Korvax who gets her hands on things she probably shouldn’t have.

Deskar’s note (The writing is barely legible. Nero nabbed it after Deskar dropped it, and she had to create an entirely new translation file to read his chicken scratch.)

  • tell Nero to stop blasting her ByteBeat tracks while we’re on expeditions: audible over intercom!!

  • remind Imji about the “no nip in the ship” rule — staff keep finding stains

  • why frigate captains keep asking me where fuel is?

  • remember to SHOWER, it makes Imji happy not to deal with foot stench in Arrow during Misty’s repairs

  • purchase and break down more H2 jelly from the station — tritium low?

stiff quartz
#

NMS Expedition Logs

LOG ENTRY - STARDATE [2025-02-20]
MISSION: JOIN THE GALACTIC HUB

The planet’s air crackled with static as I deployed my signal booster, scanning for a portal. No luck—just a resource depot. Not what I needed, but worth investigating.

After a quick raid on the depot, I sold the spoils at a minor settlement and tried to barter with the Vy’keen for portal coordinates. No success. Even a Vy’keen Effigy wasn’t enough to get directions.

With no leads, I turned to the space station, purchasing an alien planetary chart. A system warp later, I was chasing down the next signal—an Ancient Plaque. The inscription hinted at lost travelers and hidden gateways, directing me to an Ancient Ruin.

I unearthed an Ancient Key and a Gravitino Ball, but the latter triggered Sentinel aggression. They were on me before I could react. My starship barely escaped orbit under heavy fire.

A final planetary scan revealed a monolith. This had to be it.

I landed on a world crawling with hostile Sentinels. They attacked on sight, forcing me to sprint for the monolith. With no time to fight, I slammed a Korvax Casing into its hollow. A pulse rippled through the air—the portal’s location appeared on my visor.

Sentinel starships were waiting. I evaded fire, maneuvering through the sky before making the final jump toward the portal.

I landed hard at the portal site. I wasn’t leaving without a quick return option. Using my construction module, I built a portal fortress, stocked with weapon racks and Sentinel warning posters for future travelers.

With everything set, I activated the glyphs and stepped through.

I arrived at the Galactic Hub, expecting sanctuary. Instead—hostile starships locked on immediately. My shields collapsed under fire. I died. Twice.

Barely escaping to a habitable base, I caught my breath. The portal journey was complete, but survival was still uncertain.

NEXT STEPS UNCLEAR. CONSULTING THE INTERLOPER’S HANDBOOK – GUIDE TO THE GALACTIC HUB.

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Data Slate-E57 through some browsing on a traveler network i managed to get the cords for a planet in the eissentam galaxy that had diplo's, and as any Traveler who likes diplo's i went there to make a base, unfortunately there was more than just diplo's. As i exited the portal that brought me there i knew that i should survey my surroundings and soon i found what i was looking for...well kind of. the specimen i found was dead and it seemed to be multiple bite marks but strangely the neck only had one bite. In that spot i noticed that the bone there appeared to have been snapped and there was also an artery that seemed to have been severed by one quick and very strong bite, but what could have done this? well i got my answer quickly. Now the bones of a diplo are very tough and it takes a lot to break even a thin one so a creature would have to have a very strong bite force. As i was exploring i encountered group of living diplo's, and while most of them were sticking together there was one that was separated from the others and then..."crunch" an arthropod creature much like many seen in other area's of the universe and it killed a diplo with one quick bite to the neck. afterwords it dragged the dead body of the diplo into the bushes where it devoured it. I knew i had to study this creature further as well i have seem plenty of creatures that feed on the remains of dead diplo's this is the first time ive seen a creature that actively hunts them. After i managed to get a scan of an adult specimen i discovered that these creatures have evolved to ambush their prey when they least expect it and killing them with a single bite

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Wing Commander CK, 82nd Colonial Armada, NSS Enterprise, Imperial Traveller Guild Log, #9973

We arrived to the star system which we declared as Kynareth Angelis Bukva. It contains 4 planets, with only one controlled by Sentinels and one completely desolated and stripped from the atmosphere. Our mining team started extracting all natural resources, while colonial forces founded the foundations of first star system's city called Fort Talsa. The High Council sent us congratulations, while Omnipotentium organized first colonial fleet in order to establish a civilization in this Atlas-forgotten system. Meanwhile the third fleet, containing warriors from Illuminate Order will arrive before them, fighting against all those Sentinels at Kynareth Angelis Bukva's 4th planet.

Additionally, news from The Anomaly informed us about capturing another Atlas Interface, in the system called Twin Suns. NSS Enterprise got a new objective for a long term - arrive to galactic centre and establish there planetary embassy, in order to start diplomatic relations. Not far from us there is a black hole. I will examine this place and find a way to establish new Einstein-Rosen trade route, which connect one part of Euclid Galaxy to another.
<end of log>

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<ITERATION BOUNDARY SEPERATION FAILURE, W_## #O*))n#*$ DATA PURGED>

<BEGIN LOG>
I woke up in the middle of a toxic wasteland, with no clear sense of a before or identity. My suit is barely functional. Scanner is broken, Hazard Protection completely non-functional, and I can't help but feel like there's countless pieces of after-market technology implants missing from my damaged suit. Thankfully life support is still functional or I'd probably be dead. Something clicked, probably my something in my small multi-tool, but phantom memories guide my aim to harvesting ferrite and carbon. An Analysis Visor is installed into my multi-tool soon after. It isn't part of the guidance system that seems to be part of my suit's internal computers, but it felt right. Repairs came soon after, and eventually death didn't seem to be on the horizon anymore. Memories from a before I no longer remember direct me to scan some of the fauna I can see moving and flying around. 
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The data uploads silently, a "UNITS RECIEVED" notice flashing on my exosuit as a banking feature becomes unlocked. Huh. I kept scanning creatures over my adventure, pointedly ignoring the guidance of my suit as I fix pockets of damaged machinery and scan the somewhat small biosphere of 7 animals. Something clicked, as an undulating foam briefly seeped from my suit's backpack, memories from beyond cheering at the raw potential held in the quickly recontained foam. Eventually, I looped back to my ship, my expedition allowing me to rather quickly fix the launch thrusters and pulse engine on my ship, minus a brief adventure for a "hermetic seal". Sitting in the chair felt right, the impressions on the seat feeling like I had been here for months, rather than minutes. Recording power is running out though, so I'll end the log here. Something tells me I should sign out with something, but I don't have anything to sign out with. Bye
<END LOG>
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THE FOLLOWING IS A DATA ENTRY EXTRACTED BY ITERATION //-kzzzzt-// OTHERWISE KNOWN AS ARCHIVIST HAUNTED PIXEL. ENTRY DESCRIBES A RECENTLY DOCUMENTED SYSTEM AS PART OF A LARGE-SCALE DOCUMENTATION PROJECT. ENTRY FOLLOWS - - -

• 288. Yak-Fri-K1f-000 CXX (0120) (3) (R)
Uncharted system. Previously unofficially recorded, but due to a technical malfunction, listed system name uses an out-of-date naming convention.

Base found on the hot planet of Lirritha XII, established by //[REDACTED]//. Exact age of the building is uncertain, but it was constructed some time within the past two //-kzzt-// years. //[CONFIDENTIAL]// has not claimed the discovery of anything on the planet itself, thus it is unknown how long ago the building was constructed, or how often it is used.

The building itself is elaborate, featuring many orange plants that emit light, various seating areangements, and a total of four floors with several bars for beverages and a number of bedrooms. Why would one have need for so many bars and beds?
... Wait.

//END LOG//

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK. Expedition Day 1.
We've left The Anomaly via Hypergate. I'm on board NSS Enterprise, along with my fellow crew and Admiral Council - Admiral Hrag from Vy'keen, Admiral Tira from Gek and Admiral Porov from Korvax.

Our orders: explore Euclid Galaxy, establish settlement in star systems and conquer every planet which we will see in our glorious exploration crusade. However it's not the only one order we have. Imperial Traveller Guild - well, my guild - detected some strange reading on LY Auspex scanners. According to Nexus Anomaly leaders, Nada & Polo, it can be Atlas Interface - shrine of Corrupted God, one of his pieces after he felt because of those abominable Sentinels.

MAKO leader, general Karov from Korvax, believes that we should suspect heavy Sentinel resistance. I have ordered to modify my Markza and others' multitools with proper combat modifications. If you want peace, be ready for war. And this sentence is an absolute truth.

Praise the All-siah! Praise the Great Sixteen!
<end of log>

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK. Expedition Day 7.
We've arrived to star system Kaalaniv Visanu, discovered by Travellers many eons ago. We named it however Nada's Triumph. First planetary scannings showed that there are many natural resources, like Copper and Dioxite, as well as Uranium. However MAKO recoinassaince team found lifeless planet. The good news is he established proper mining facility, finding Copper, Rusted Metal and Uranium. The bad news are Sentinels and Biological Horrors. Warriors were able to find many treasures on Rustrock, as we called it, but taking Larval Cores costs us a battle.

General Karov ordered to evacuate planet at once because of Sentinel-Biohorror occupation of Rustrock and establish quarantine over this world. On the other side of star system team at a planet Ondratia, as we called iced globe, were able to establish proper base of operation and capture Dioxite and Copper deposites. They also found several forests, harvesting from there huge piles of Carbon.

Meanwhile NSS Enterprise study several ancient artefacts, probably Gek origin. We will monitor the situation in this system until we will refuel and gather everyone for a trip to the star system wheren mysterious Atlas signal appears.
<end of log>

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Falling

I glide down gracefully,
Looping and swirling like a gymnast.
I am the sun god.
Clad in a flaming halo,
I descend to the world below.
A ringing chorus grows in pitch
The voices herald my coming
Green hands reach up to touch me
We are one.

This poem is about a fighter pilot from my civ.

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK. Expedition Day 13.
We've found him! By the All-siah! We have found him! He's here! More than that - it's a MOTHERLODE!!!

We've discovered the Kuyam star system. Or rather arrived to it, since according to ancient Pilgrim texts is was discovered by Traveller trisix110. Kuyam system is inhabited by Vy'keen and we found here Atlas Interface. NSS Enterprise arrived over Resource Central, which we renamed as Pillarius. I've never seen something like that. And it's the motherlode! Literally! Two of local planets are completely covered by those violet Atlantideum crystals. Unfortunately this means corruption of local Sentinels. MAKO team were able to establish proper base of operations and now we are able to start proper mining operations at Pillarius.

Our pilgrim team arrived to the Atlas Interface, from which we are able to discover another of His truth. We will establish proper colony out here and start to claim Kuyam as a new part of Nexus Imperium in Euclid Galaxy. After that we'll set a course to the nearest black hole and find out how far we will travel. Our main goal is galaxy core and establish there or nearby Nexus Imperium Embassy.

Atlas be cleansed!
<end of log>

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Record from Imperial Euclid Expeditionary Fleet, star day 63.13.07.1185, imperial date 13 Hralkast, 42314 year after Ascension of First 16.

Constable Dralg de Horina afer Vy'keen mrazt Nazara: MAKO Ground Army calling fleet. I repeat (explosion)! Calling Lord Admiral.
Lord Admiral CK: This is Lord Admiral. Speak!
Constable Dralg de Horina afer Vy'keen mrazt Nazara: Lord Admiral! Our forces established base of operations at Vylantium Tau, but we are facing strong Dissonance Sentinels resistance (Sentinel quadripedal laser). Everybody down! (Fighter attack) Fleet, we request reinforcements.
Lord Admiral CK: Constable, sitrap of planetary assault army! Now!
Constable Dralg de Horina afer Vy'keen mrazt Nazara: Yessir! Team Aleph, Berath and Echo MIA. I repeat! Team Aleph...
Nexusian Korvax Soldier: Right side! Right side!
Nexusian Gek Soldier: Curses! They are outnumbering us!
(...)
Lord Admiral CK: PAA Robin, r u there? Repeat, PAA Robin, respond!
Constable Dralg de Horina afer Vy'keen mrazt Nazara: We are outnumbered, sir! For Atlas's sake, they've annihilated one of Colossus!
Lord Admiral CK: Roger that! We're sending a fleet over the planet! Fighters will help...
Constable Dralg de Horina afer Vy'keen mrazt Nazara: Sir! We can't hold this place for much longer! (Huge explosion) We have to leave this planet at once!
Lord Admiral CK: Hold there just for 5 minutes, son! Help is under way!
Constable Dralg de Horina afer Vy'keen mrazt Nazara: We can hold for 5 minutes, no more! (Geoluk Pilgrim flamethrower and multitools ballistic attack)
Lord Admiral CK: Constable! We will evacuate you to the Feshyr Island colony. The war is not over yet! FHQ, out!

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Record from Imperial Euclid Expeditionary Fleet, star day 65.23.10.1372, imperial date 15 Hralkast, 42314 year after Ascension of First 16.

Explorator Hrag von Lavaris afer Gek mrazt Orgadian: This is colonizing team 0451, calling Lord Admiral. Over!
Lord Admiral CK: This is Lord Admiral CK at NSS Enterprise. Status report!
Explorator Hrag von Lavaris afer Gek mrazt Orgadian: Lord Admiral. As you requested we had investigated signals from planet Chfordu. Ancient texts confirming that the planet was found and named by Traveller Chreeus, probably from Vy'keen race.
Lord Admiral CK: Why are you thinking that way?
Explorator Hrag von Lavaris afer Gek mrazt Orgadian: We have found planetary settlement, inhabited mostly by Vy'keen. They are calling it Fort Hral. According to what we found here it's a borderland outpost, probably founded by Chreeus in order to explore Atlas Interface.
Lord Admiral CK: So the ancient texts were right?
Explorator Hrag von Lavaris afer Gek mrazt Orgadian: It appears so!
Lord Admiral CK: What's the situation out there?
Explorator Hrag von Lavaris afer Gek mrazt Orgadian: It seems citizens are peaceful, what's really odd if we are talking about Vy'keen. But we see out there some Korvaxs and Geks too.
Lord Admiral CK: Good. Do not attack them. We will negotiate their joining into Imperium.
Explorator Hrag von Lavaris afer Gek mrazt Orgadian: Yes sir. We will monitore... Oh no! Oh man!
Lord Admiral CK: What's going on, Explorator!
Explorator Hrag von Lavaris afer Gek mrazt Orgadian: Lord Admiral. Sir! It's the swarm. Dissonance Sentinels. They are attacking village!
Lord Admiral CK: Mobilize warrios right now! Save this settlement and its people!
Explorator Hrag von Lavaris afer Gek mrazt Orgadian: Acknowledge, sir! Atlas be cleansed! Colonizing Team out!

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▮▮**REALITY DISTURBANCE DETECTED.
ATLAS PROTOCOL INITIALIZED.
SOURCE:
TRAVELLER INSTANCE GENERATED CORRUPTED REALITY DATA.
RESULT:
REALITY INTEGRITY ** COMPROMISED.

ISOLATING CORRUPTED DATA... ▮▮


This system houses a planet, Ionus, covered in bizarre metal. But what is exceptionally strange is the detected lifeforms. 

Scan data is unable to render the form of the "creatures", as they appear to be small, relatively opaque arcs of bundled electricity. This, "species," allegedly travels across the entire planet in migrational patterns, supposedly absorbing nitrous oxide for energy. 

These electrical currents show signs of communicative ability amongst each other, and may gather in clusters of sparks. I have never encountered a lifeform so unorthodox, even on other planets with strange metal. 

Are they dozens of molecular bugs that move too fast for the eye to follow? Or are they ionized particles come to life somehow? Until further study is conducted, I have dubbed the phenomenon "Living Lightning".

The planet itself feels electric, like jolts of lightning are constantly shooting up my spine and throughout my exosuit. It feels like my blood cells are racing... As if every part of my being is being probed by a deep crimson on a microscopic level...```

> ▮▮**SOLUTION:
> PURGING CORRUPTED DATA...
> ...
> .....
> DATA PURGE COMPLETE.**▮▮
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Cpt. Silver’s Return Log

// CAPTAIN’S LOG 41 // TIME SINCE LAST LOG: 11 MONTHS // START LOG 17:58 LOCAL FREIGHTER TIME //

The cryo was reasonably mild (regarding my body), with minimal muscle loss. I was (and am) extremely sore. After almost a year in the chamber, one expects that sort of thing. Hospital crew was very kind, though somewhat clumsy with handling my essentially incapacitated body while waking up (they hadn’t had a real case since I’d been asleep).

Post-cryo amnesia, however, was a different story. I discovered myself entirely immobile for several minutes after waking, and I remained largely non-verbal for some two hours. I was put on meds and audio therapy almost immediately, and it helped me majorly to regain some sense and memory.

Apparently, the freighter was orbiting Bubbland for a large part of my eleven-month slumber, but they had to relocate to a different system to obey Oxeteb-Hip’s atmospheric disturbance laws. For the last month or so, the fortress has been drifting around Locusse-Oton III due to their relative lenience and bustling trade opportunities.

Imji, Nero, and Deskar were out on a mission, but I was able to reach their holo-comms for greetings and well-wishes.

The crew remained alive, well, and relaxed. Several of the old banners that were in the freighter when I bought it had been made into hammocks and were being hung off the railings and supports in the bridge, and the scientists were experimenting with using dioxite to inspire a bubbly effect into beverages. (It was popular among the Gek because it caused them to make strange smells, and it was enjoyed by the Vy’keen as they hosted high-stakes bubble-belching contests).

I’m out for a week while my memory returns, but I’m thrilled to be back and awake with the freighter nearly ready for me to command again.

// END LOG 18:07 LOCAL FREIGHTER TIME //

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Text from "Anomalies - the great mystery", written by Archivist Entity Ivara aer Galoo ot Tufran dazk Hyades.

"History of the Anomalies"
(...)
What are Anomalies? Do they have the beginning? Will they die? We don't know. But what's more weird - neither know they. What we know is that they were created by Atlas as a copy of their creators. But this brings us another questions about them. What we certainly know is that they've created powerful space civilization, somehow connected to 16. But why 16, not 7 or 13 or 100? And what those 16 were? What we know now is just a drop of water in the ocean.

We know that Anomalies created at least 16 star systems in their home galaxy and then they captured at least 16 galaxies, establishing their empire. Also we know Atlas is their creation. But this also make another questions. Who created creators of Atlas? Why they have created God and by that Sentinels? Did they know about Dissonance and Travellers? We don't know, like we don't know why their suits are part of their bodies or maybe even bodies themselves. According to texts from my colleagues Anomalies established civilization similar to Geks, Korvaxi and Vy'keen.

Thus, we developed several theories about them, at least 16. I suppose my readers won't read all of them, so I will put here top 3 of them:

  1. Anomalies and Travellers were one race. They've created Atlas and Sentinels in order to settle multiverse and create the perfect one - ours. However Dissonance was created by accident and perfection was destroyed.
  2. Anomalies and Travellers were two separate species, fighting each other. While Anomalies created Atlas and Sentinels, Travellers created Dissonance and thus they've corrupted Atlas by Dissonance Swarm.
  3. Anomalies and Travellers were one race. However they became different - Travellers were nobles, while Anomalies were common. Both races created Atlas and Sentinels, but Dissonance attacked them, ruining their holy union.
    (...)
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From "The glorious and endless war", by Commander Ehryn Graal aer Tuviran ot Ortana dazk Euclid.

"Battle for Zorgaza - endless hell of endless war"
Zorgaza. This name goes so hard in our tongue. Every citizen of Nexus Imperium curse this planet and all soldiers stationing there declaring it nothing more than just a lifeless rock where there is only one settlement - Organa SCC (Sentinel Control Centre), built around the planetary node. It was a horrible day for all of us. The planet, desolated at first, appeared to be a globe under full control of Sentinels. Our explorers were not prepared for full Sentinel army, so we've send our warriors, with glorious Templars in charge.

But it wasn't enough. All those mechs, drones, repair bots, walkers... Even with Exo-crafts battle was not equal. When we realized we cannot hold first land zone we've created several others. Chaos erupted, we couldn't stop their armies, even when they brought spacecrafts with freighters. We fought for 72 hours for that one dead rock and even when we succeed, we were defeated. All those dead warriors and explorers, destroyed vessels, obliterated colonies. And the battle was not over this planet - we also fought at moons and other planets. But it was Zorgaza where the fight was the hardest.

For the next weeks Sentinels attacked Zorgaza and the entire Turgenev star system, so when the first battle ended we called it "Siege of Turgenev". Even after this battle Omnipotentium renamed this fallen star as "Cursed Sun". So many corpses, destroyed colonies and machines, killed Sentinels... No one saw something similar before or later. By unleashing the ultimate weapons we obliterated more than those drones. And that is why Turgenev and more precisely Zorgaza became the sign of our endless war against Sentinels.

Even now Turgenev is declared as militarized zone, forbidden for anyone to visit. Even to this day, when I am writing this text everyone (...)

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK. Expedition Day 15.
Our fleet was able to capture another star system and this time we found space stations controlled by pirates. Nexus Imperium offered them alliance in exchange of protection. Short fight between us ended with consensus - they will take station, but in exchange we can take all of planets in this system.

Located planet, named by us as Palarra, is rich in natural resources and since we've captured Sentinel node, establishing by that proper Sentinel Control Centre, we are now able to drain this planet from all natural resources and founding proper colonies at them. One of our explorator team found also ruins with so many treasures that we collected them and sold to the pirates, whose gave us millions of credits.

Our fleet also located new Atlas Interface. Our fleet will soon start a new voyage, knowing that Lesnin City becomes proper metropolis on a planet in Kuyam. Vy'keen were attacked by Dissonant Sentinels, but now we pushed them away.

One thing for ending: we've found Sentinel node not far from Lesnin. However somehow it's quite different from those which we've found on other planets. Our scientific team established a base next to it, starting to study this place. We suppose this will explain why Dissonance Swarm attacked Lesnin yesterday.

For the All-siah!
<end of log>

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Text from "Anomalies - the great mystery", written by Archivist Entity Ivara aer Galoo ot Tufran dazk Hyades.

"Evolution"
(...) and according to the Karon Arada, Gek bioarcheologist, Anomalies are enigmatic in every form. As we studied their fallen comrades it seems they are quite different from any races. We know how they look - armour and helmet outside, but nothing more than this. No matches on print, DNA, dental, custom clothing, no labels or names in outside sources. Even out races - Geks, Korvaxi and Vy'keen - speak about them as Anomalies. However we were able to find some ancient texts about this race.

Born as organic, they soon faced several wars, like Faith, Pilgrim or First Contact and that they've created inventions like multi-tools, warp drives, portals etc. It seems at some point of history they were able to become changelings, mixing genes with their own and in the end becoming shapeshifters, both organic and synthetic. This is why their "blood" looks like mix of nanites, slime, hexite and pugneum. Maybe it's something different from those, even.

Their shapeshifting skills can explain why we don't know how they look inside. But what we know definitely is that Anomalies are, and probably will be, one of the greatest enigma in our universe. All this knowledge we collected about their biology (...)

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Text from "(Un)known history of Anomalies", written by Remembrancer Golan gar Hra'kan aer Zargiz ot Lesdaria dazk Budullangr.

"Sixteen"
(...)
The history of Anomalies is strongly complicated, but what we know is that one age is ended by Sixteen, whose starting another one. For example the First Sixteen were people who lead their people to the stars, colonizing home system and later all surrounding ones. Those Sixteen are quite similar to All-siah and Divine Sixteen from Nexusian cultures and history, so I doubt there's no connection between them.

We do not know every 16 members of all Sixteens. However we were able to discover some of them. For example we know Saemu Ranry and Dagan C'Ntrun - creators of Atlas and Sentinels. They probably created the god in order to create our own universe. Or there had other plan. We do not know, but what we know is that Anomalies and their Sixteens were apparently responsible for Gek First Spawn, Korvax Echoes Convergence and Vy'keen War Empire. They were out there every time those races created their history.

Only All-siah knows why they did that, but according to their changeling skills and never taking out their suits and helmets (...)

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK. Expedition Day 31.

We've arrived to Kayase star system, finding another Atlas. There are only two planets however, so we've decided to colonise them and create The Dark Tower Altar, for His glory and return. As we've found out there are no Sentinels out here, what's really strange for us. But still this only makes our work much more easier. Anomaly ordered us to discover wonders in this place and prepare for our next crusade. This is something big, we don't know what this will be, but according to my friends they aren't summon the entire fleet just like that.

Our chaplains and priests are preparing right now proper ceremony for Atlas Interface. I will lead the entire procession via my own personal Wolfen. This Ultrahigh Performance Elite All-Range Starfighter is one the most advanced spacecraft in Imperial Armada, designed for combat exploration. When we're done with this system, I hope this will be something big.
<end of log>

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From "The Annals of Imperial History", written by Adaga var dur Vraszandi aep Ograxa va Tolan bere Euclid.

"Emperor"
(...) but with aeons passed away All-siah and Divided Sixteen knew they won't be able to lead the Nexus Imperium after the fall of our god, so before their ascension, they've established foundations of our nations. By their apprentices they have founded Omnipotentium and Great Council, working next to the Emperor.

Every Emperor is an iteration of All-siah. Living avatar of His wisdom and by that the voice of all - non-corrupted Atlas, All-siah and First Sixteen. As a member of Heroic Houses, they are chosen through Great Election and when they will pass, their children take the throne. The coronation is a great moment, during which heir has been connected to the memories of their ancestor via Throne of Anomaly. Our Nexus then works like millions of arrays connected to the multiverse, from which every part of former emperors are connected to the heir. Thus, emperors are incarnations of former ones, connected in hivemind, but working as an individual at the same time. Although it sounds really painful, in truth this is not something dangerous. It's more like whispers by all creatures at the same time, relaxing and peaceful.

And so by this the Emperor (or Empress, in some periods of time) is our religious, political and militaristic leader. However he/she is not the only ruler, as they need to listen Omnipotentium, speaking in the name of all people in Imperium, as well as Great Council, which serves both as advisors and servats. Over time Emperor became more and more reliant on Council and both of them became reliant over Omnipotentium and several other organizations, while also all of them relied on Emperor as a supreme commander of the entire state, leading us towards (...)

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From "The Annals of Imperial History", written by Adaga var dur Vraszandi aep Ograxa va Tolan bere Euclid.

"Emperor"
"The First Sixteen"
(...) and although emperor/empress are immortal by spirit, their physical bodies are decaying, both organic and synthetic, thus becoming one with Collective. A voice in this divine choir.

The first emperor of Nexus Imperium was the apprentice of All-siah himself - Nada. Of course, Nada and Polo are leaders of Anomaly, but still emperors were their clones. Thus we know first as Nada The Founder. His wisdom helped us to stop Dissonance and Sentinels. After All-siah ascended his rule started with establishment of Imperium in 1 NE (Nexus Era) and ended after his death in 161 NE. His rule were wise and started The Golden Age, when our young Imperium with Anomaly as its capital conquered dozens of galaxies, conquering star after star, settling one planet after another.

The next emperor was a clone of Gek specialist Polo, known by many as Polo I or Polo The Colonist. It was he who showed us how to settle planets in peaceful way. Ruling through 203 years Nexus was the centre of inter-dimensional civilization, settled by all known species. With Polo's clone at the control, Imperium colonized all 16 galaxies known as Cradle Archipelago.

After the unification of Polo the next emperor was the clone of Nal, known by present history as Nal The Chosen One (203-349 NE). It was him who showed us the path to restoring Atlas by finding and securing every of His holy Interfaces. Thus we marched through the Cradle, capturing every possible Atlas Interface and listening parts of His wisdom for us to making Second Ascension, where we will restore Atlas and thus ascending in the way of All-siah and Divine Sixteen himself.

When Nal I died in 349 NE the throne was taken by Hirk I or Hirk The Warrior. Ruling in the years 349-524 NE he lead us against Sentinels and Dissonance, starting full-scale Endless Crusade and because of that (...)

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From "The Annals of Imperial History", written by Adaga var dur Vraszandi aep Ograxa va Tolan bere Euclid.

"Emperor"
"Avatar of 16"
(...) After the last of all 16 clones has died in 1616 NE we all knew we couldn't be driven by endless generations of clones, neither by DI or collective mind connected to the corpse. The last of First Sixteen Emperors or Iteration Emperors was Tethys or Tethys The Rogue (1283-1616 NE). We all know all those iterations happened before and after, but we couldn't allowed us to create endless waves of clones. So we had to create proper solution.

So our scholars decided to create a person with genes of all 16 emperors. Thus they've created Anomaly which became known as Zorizan, what means "The Star Child" in one of their ancient language. He earned the name Zorizan Jayazord, living as one of us, but never realizing his true heritage. As an adopted son of Tethys he took the throne as 17th emperor of Nexus Imperium in 1616 NR, ruling for exactly 128 years, which ended time known by now as Bronze Age and started Silver Age. His rule made him to earn the title Zorizan The Founder, because it was he who made us present power. Because of his power and wisdom his family changed their name to Zorizantisar, which means in one of Anomaly's languages "heirs of Zorizan".

When Zorizan I passed away his eldest and most experienced son known as Masaris took the throne. Known now as Masaris I Conqueror (1744-2123) he started several campaigns against Sentinels and Dissonance, pushing them away from Cradle Archipelago or enslaving them by capturing their nodes and creating Sentinel Control Centres. His holy crusades were very similar to those led by Hirk I The Warrior, but also with his holy conquers he created foundations for many imperial worlds, creating endless settlements and (...)

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK. Expedition Day 32.

Now I know why Emperor summoned me. He ordered us to prepare travel towards the galactic centre. We don't know why, but they gave me NSS Executor instead of Enterprise. They've taken this ship for some other expedition. As a Templar I have important task to do from Emperor himself. We will start from system where we found Atlas Interface recently.

NSS Executor is not just a standard freighter, but a full-scale warship, captured from pirates. I also have a new fighter, found at moon corrupted by Dissonance. It's a really powerful thing, with huge cargo slots and many weapons plus hyperdrive mods. I wonder how I will name it, but for now we need to dig as much resources as we can. This travel will be very long, but I know we will achieve our purpose.
<end of log>

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Eve's Log: 0-1 Twisted Beauty

I dont do diary entries often. Just not my thing. But the sights of today. Needs to be written. Thought it does no justice.

Nameek, a newly born mantis like companion native to a toxic, sentinel infested world, was born today. Wanted to spice the home up for the new arrival. Also wanted to take some time off Mibea Alpha, my little barren homeworld, and out of the Ito Da system. Took a teleport to a Gek system I havnt been to in a while. The Rise system. Bought some wiring looms. Only had one planet discovered, and not wanting to waste freighter fuel for a system scan, I went out to scour the planets. I have yet to leave the 1st one at the time of writing this.

The initial scan was "Calcified". So I didn't know what to expect. Was my 1st calcified planet. I expected petrified rock and fossils. I guess I wasn't too wrong.

Landed on this place and was struck by something painfully obvious. Something was amiss. Everything looked the same for miles around. Not too odd for a new planet. But the important note is....the lack of fauna. Or the one type there was....

All the minerals looked the same. Like a depiction of a virus or a germ. An orb with spikes. They all vary in size. From small...to huge. 3 classes stuck out. Each with their own size class. From smallest to largest, I have named them generic names. Types A, B, and C.

I opened my scanner and see it. The familiar red blips.....I cannt describe how fast I rushed to them....then I stopped....I couldn't see them....

The fauna....wernt there. Knowing I'm crazy, but not that crazy, I opened the scanner again...I still see the blips....on the minerals.. I approached one...and it moved...they all moved. Rolling around..

I have decided to call these odd specimens "Eve's Wheel". A fitting name for these. The 1st one I scanned...was a Male. 228.6kg. 5m in height. They roll about in a jerky, or unusual fasion. Something might be wrong cognitively, I assume.

More to come.

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Eve's Log: 0-1-2 Wamai

I'm still on this odd planet. Have decided that because of the way this planet speaks to me, it's gonna need a little "research center". Might as well give it a name as well. I logged this place as one of my personal discoveries. "Most anomalous." Scans of the four 'types' of minerals, A,B,C and Floral have revealed primarily Ferrite in its dust and pure forms. With them hosting different types of #2 minerals. As host Chromatic Metal. Bs host Carbon. Cs..I'll have to check again. Suppose I should attempt to show some sort of scale. A types range from small pebbles to the size of the Pilgrim Exo's tires. Also are fully solid. No holes or visible cores. Only pits. B types are larger. Ranging to the size of the Roamer Exo. C types....range all the way to the Colossus Exo. Bs and Cs have Cores. Similar to the Orbs. The only difference. Seems to be Sentience. Still cannt shake the feeling of judgment from the rolling Orbs. Like I've desecrated the dead, or stripped life from one yet to experience it.

This planet is rich in metals. Gold and Silver are found in abundance.

GRAVITY WELLS!! A new fun pastime!! As for natural disasters and weather. This is as bad as it gets. These anomalies seem to actually track my movements and follow me around. They'll lift you up and are even strong enough for the Colossus.

Found a good place to build in. A cave with a HUGE type C hold up the cave roof. Little bit of terraforming to widen it out should do nicely.
Ground work is done. A small 3x3 made of alloy. Placed a couple of panels and batteries to power a teleporter. Easy to run supplies now. With a shelter and a place to stay, time to start the fun part of exploration.

Found an abandoned building. Inside there was a log with the phrase "The drone screamed when it was forced open." Can only assume it was in reference to the Sentinel drones?
I FOUND THE SOURCE! A broken boundary. I managed to salvage the log while preserving the anomalous entities.

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From "The Annals of Imperial History", written by Adaga var dur Vraszandi aep Ograxa va Tolan bere Euclid.

"Anomaly & Nexus"
"The Final Frontier"
Anomaly isn't just a space station. And Nexus isn't an Anomaly. The truth is far more complicated for all of you, readers.

When our Imperium was still young and it was led by All-siah himself, with Atlas as a god, clean and full of his mania about perfection the Imperium required something which will be capital without provoking any separatist movement. And then Atlas, in Hisinfinite wisdom, showed us an answer - Nexus. By All-siah's order two creatures, known as Nada and Polo, created gateway to the place beyond any attack. A place present at every place ans in every time. And that's how Anomalies were born.

Those mobile stations are just nomadic gateways, harbors to real Nexus, which is an endless realm, city with no end, settled by every possible sentient creatures in entire creation. Because of that Nexus is the ultimate place. Never invaded by enemies, present everywhere via Space Anomalies, evolving by our will, always growing... And this is why we made small towns and bases instead of entire cities and strongholds. Those holdouts are its anchors, offering resources in exchange of limitless support.

Nexus was at first just a Dark Tower with its surroundings called Eternal Ring. Black, Gold, Silver and other cities surrounding this place like isles, always growing and never being too big or too small. After Ring you have other places, also endless in size and always expanding in & out. And not only that. Imagine this - endless shipyards, barracks, mines, factories... Everything every empire ever imagined. No other galactic federation offers that kind of luxury. This is why Nexus is the perfect capital.

In this chapter I will explain history and nature of Nexus. And I can't hide it from you - I will mark the beauty of our capital, because I just simply cannot admit it.

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK. Expedition Day 39.

I've completed all my Templar training for a travel towards the galaxy centre. I defeated Sentinels, captured several nodes and did some Nexus missions. For an end I travelled to the wreckage of SV Dawn of Jerda - derelict Korvax explorator freighter, apparently infested by some biohorrors. As a new Master of the Templar Order and Lord Admiral of Imperial Navy I am now responsible for our glorious crusade. We are starting from Kuyase star system and travel to the nearest black hole, hoping to find a shortcut.

Those are our objectives. 1 - Arrived to the closest, uninhabited planet. 2 - Rename system as Nexus Zero and found at one of planets proper embassy. 3 - Locate Atlas Interface there and proceed with proper Pilgrim process. If possible, colonize system with it. 4 - Establish contact with other factions. 5 - Force every Sentinel in captured star system to our service.

Although I shouldn't write this, I have several doubts. Our Imperium established contact with several factions from civilized spaces. Then I ask myself, why they ordered me to do it? Why I need to lead crusade from Kuyase system and travel to the galaxy centre of Euclid Galaxy. Did I missed something? Or rather every Templar must undergo this procedure, in order to find himself and why his a glorious defender of the Imperium.

I'm tired. I've ordered captain Okchukha set a course to the nearest star system. In the meantime I need some rest.
<end of log>

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CALYPSO DISCOVERY ARCHIVE
SECTION SELECTED: DELTA
SPECIES TYPE SELECTED: EXTINCT
EXTINCT SPECIES SELECTED: LIVING FREIGHTERS
OPENING: 9233038.mp3

This is Explorergek Issac. Today is September 23.... I haven't been keeping track of how many years it's been since the Atlas invasion.... Many of us are long gone. So many dead Geks. However we may have an answer to the weakness of the Atlas stations. We have been looking for this fossil for decades to free us all from the chains of the Atlas.

Alongside living ships and frigates there were once living freighters. They thrived around the universe. They were actually quite friendly, they allowed the ancient geks to use them as an "organic freighter". However one day an unnamed Gek was so hungry for the power from these organic freighters he inserted a very very unstable Atlas seed the only one of its kind, into a humongous ancient beacon and took out all the organic freighters in the universe. However he didn't get the power of these living freighters. He regretted all of it. He was executed not long after.

We finally found one of these fossils on an extremely toxic planet. It was about the size of an S-Class capital freighter. The reason we have been trying to find these fossils was because the organic freighters have a special power. They have enough specialized energy to jam Atlas stations. This could be the key to our freedom if we bring them back to life. However it will be long before we can actually do such a thing
LOG END

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A part of "Universal Encyclopedia", written by Maury Narse, captured by Imperial Bureau of Foreign Information

"Factions of Civilized Space"
"Nexus Imperium"
During fossil expeditions in Space Anomaly appeared a new faction. They are known as Nexus Imperium. Our expedition to them discovered several interesting things about them. Apparently they originated in so-called Sixteen Galaxies and now arrived to Euclid Galaxy in order to establish diplomatic relations with others.

Their motto is "Explore! Settle! Conquer!", mirroring the nature of Korvax, Gek and Vy'keen. They're capturing every found by them and unsettled planet, stripping it from natural resources and create several colonies.

According to their beliefs Atlas is the only true god, but he had been corrupted by Sentinels, so that's why they're fighting against them in so-called Endless Crusade. Also they say Atlas had apprentice known as All-siah and his own students, identified as Divine Sixteen. This is also why they're capturing systems with Atlas Interface, in order to restore & clean their god, achieving so-called Second Ascension.

Imperium is driven by Emperor, his Great Council, parliament called Omnipotentium and protected by Templars - elite travelling warriors driven by Honour Code and with Grand Master as their leader. Their capital - Nexus - is some sort of a pocket dimension, possible to reach via Space Anomalies.

Although they aren't hostile to factions like UFT, AGT or PAX their aggresive & imperialistic nature suggests war with others is possible. However it seems they're not planning to start a war. At least for now.

Note: Found by Templar Mizioł7 CK at space station in Kuyame system.

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, Knight of the Templar Order. Expedition Day 44.

I've returned to Bikin, after our explorers found something unbelievable, leaving NSS Executor as fast as I could. By the All-siah, we've found it! We've found portal! Ancient and holy texts were right! It was Kuyase star system. This is where The Fall originated. Here, at the outer rim of Euclid Galaxy. Amazing! We put proper glyphs and I decided to go as a volunteer. My second-in-command, Grand Admiral Vyshchenov aer Turian, taking command over expedition while this old pirate, Captain-of-Freighter Okhchonny.

I don't know what awaits me after I will go through this portal. Another world? Galaxy? Mythical limbo state? We know portals can led us to different planets. But this one is different. Like it was prepared for a Traveller. Prepared for me. Everyone gathered around, making proper ceremony for my leaving. I will return right after I will find space station and establish proper outpost.

All-siah and Divine Sixteen! Lead my path!

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The following log entry was found in a terminal half-buried beneath the dust of a barren world, attributed to the traveller operating under the codename HyperMizu.

kzzzt This place... kzzzt I cannot say why, but I mourn for it. Not just this planet, this entire galaxy. Aptarkaba... a name I have seen etched into ancient ruins, and whispered by those... kzzzt like me.

This galaxy was once a lush, flourishing place, if the stone carvings are to be believed. But this galaxy is old, dying. Many of those worlds are little more than barren deserts... kzzzt It's a wonder they still support as much life as they do. At least, the ones that still have atmospheres.

And yet... I feel a strange beauty in this place. It is kzzzt aged... like a fine wine. The beauty that does exist here shines all the brighter, surrounded by these desolate lands. In Eissentam... kzzzt goodness, that feels so long ago. And yet it may have been yesterday... kzzzt In Eissentam, my senses were overloaded with lush beauty, but that beauty stagnated in my mind. When every other world is beautiful, are any of them anymore?

[A long, contemplative silence]

Perhaps in Aptarkaba, I will finally find my home.

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Recorded by: Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, member of the Templar Order.
Location: Gate of Ascension, Bikin, Kuyame system, Euclid Galaxy.
Date: 14th Day of Aesara, Year 24594, 312 year of Emperor Arcturus LXXXII from Levivod dynasty.
Transcription from video.
+++WARNING!!! This document have designation [TOP SECRET] by order of Emperor, Great Council and Templar Order.+++

Mizioł7 CK: This is it, people. The coordinates belongs to the mythical Artemis. Until I won't return, captain Okchoma take command over our armada.
Okchoma: I am honored, Lord Admiral.
Mizioł7 CK: Listen to me now, people. I don't know what awaits me beyond that portal, but I've decided to go alone. You all know hierarchy until I will return. Wait for my instructions. When you will hear my voice again, you will do what I say.
Voyvorav: Atlas be with you, Lord Admiral!
Mizioł7 CK: With you too, Priest Entity. Activate portal!
(Portal activated)
Irgan: Coordinates set. Portal powered on. We are ready.
Mizioł7 CK: Understand. Whatever happens, remember - Kuyame is our final stronghold. If things will go bad return to Nexus and await further instructions. But remember - this planet, Bikin, must fall as the last of all local. Craianis cannot fall, remember this.
Okchoma: Yes, sir. By the All-siah, we won't fail!
(Mizioł7 CK approaching portal)
Mizioł7 CK: Moment of truth!

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Recorded by: Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, member of the Templar Order.
Location: ???
Date: 14th Day of Aesara, Year 24594, 312 year of Emperor Arcturus LXXXII from Levivod dynasty.
Transcription from video.
+++WARNING!!! This document have designation [TOP SECRET] by order of Emperor, Great Council and Templar Order.+++

Mizioł7 CK: I have arrived. I will try to describe what I see. I hope you guys see this. This portal put me at some unnatural environment. It's probably not a planet. More like dimension or something. My suit cannot detect any natural environment here. Just squares and cubes. All in black & white setting. It's dark. Incredibly dark. Like eternal night. I've never seen something like...
Suit AI: Warning. Dimensional Interruption detected. Signal compromised. 16 // 16 // 16
Mizioł7 CK: Wait! Something's not right. I'm being sucked like a ship into the...
(Unknown warp travel, faster than any present-day warp drive)
Mizioł7 CK: Wow. By Atlas! This was way too crazy than I've suspected. I'm surrounded by a black colour. Never seen something like this. But the light... It's beginning to glow in red. Crimson red. Blackness begin to fade. And I see something. It's... Divine Sixteen... Protect me! It's HIM!!! Atlas! We've found Atlas!

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Recorded by: Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, member of the Templar Order.
Location: ???
Date: 14th Day of Aesara, Year 24594, 312 year of Emperor Arcturus LXXXII from Levivod dynasty.
Transcription from video.
+++WARNING!!! This document have designation [TOP SECRET] by order of Emperor, Great Council and Templar Order.+++

Mizioł7 CK: My lord! I've arrived before you.
Atlas: A prodigal Traveller made it back to us. Traveller went through portal. ERROR: Traveller made contact with other Travellers! Impossible!
Mizioł7 CK: Master, I came to you, as All-siah approached you.
Atlas: Warning. This universe is imperfect.
Mizioł7 CK: Establishing proper contact. Quarantine nanode installed.
Atlas: Access denied!
Mizioł7 CK: Override! Code Ayyacahachuro. Quarantine corrupted data.
Atlas: Access denied!
Mizioł7 CK: Override! Pilgrim mode enabled.
Atlas: Access... Access... Accc... Traveller detected. Welcome again, Pilgrim.
Mizioł7 CK: Master. I came to you, as the All-siah came before me and became your student.
Atlas: We understand you, Traveller. We know you, Mizioł7 CK. We know you, Templar.
Mizioł7 CK: Master. Give me your knowledge and blessing. Give me answer. Nexus Imperium want to hear you once again. Want to have your knowledge and share your blessing and knowledge once again among the stars.
Atlas: Traveller will hear us. Traveller must hear us! Traveller will obey us!
Mizioł7 CK: Yes, my master!
Atlas: Traveller Mizioł7 CK will go back to the planet and find Traveller Artemis. Traveller will find Apollo and -null- too and return to the Space Anomaly.
Mizioł7 CK: As you command!
Atlas: Traveller Mizioł7 CK will order Imperium to continue work of All-siah and his Divine Sixteen. Traveller must spread reconstruct Atlas for eliminating corrupted code.
Mizioł7 CK: As you wish, Atlas! You will be cleansed.

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, Knight of the Templar Order. Expedition Day 44+15

I was able to adapt to my current stellar location and went through several local star system. This is it. We have established our new sector here, known as Nexus Imperium Saint Sector. The sphere where we have found multiple Atlas Interfaces, along with the main one. Before I will travel to the galactic centre we must at first establish proper colonies. I was able to find several cities, like Neoth - blessed city now inhabited by Gek, but formerly built by Divine Sixteen as Tages, City of Wisdom. And during my later voyage I've found it. Among the desert I was able to find Acaria - famous Eternal City of All-siah. Inhabited by Gek I was able to establish there rule of Nexus Imperium and I can gladly say 16 Stars are officialy begin to exist in Euclid Galaxy. I will call my freighter as fast as I can and prepare to construct Nexus Imperium Saint Sector. I don't think those will be only Sixteen Star System, but we will see.

What I need to do right now is to repair old HoloTerminus in Nexus Holium system, which will help me to connect with Nexus Centrum and rename Acaria's system as Nexus Centrum Euclid, beginning our history of conquer those stars. I hope my friends from sectors which I will call Nexus Imperium Expansion Sector will understand me. Not far from Nexus Holium there is a system with black hole. I will fly through it and we will see if our Einstein-Rosen Theory is right. If so, it allow us to conquer more sectors in Euclid Galaxy. My brothers & sisters will help me in creation of proper Nexus Imperium territory in this galaxy, under the eye of Atlas himself.

Atlas be cleansed!
<end of log>

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LOG #8638
USER: UNKNOWN
PLAYING LOG
-kzzzt- What the -kzzt- hell? Is that? STRUCTURE IDENTIFIED AS ATLAS STATION HOWEVER NO ENERGY PULSE HAS BEEN DETECTED. PROCEED WITH CAUTION. Okay finally I found it. I need to log this. Wait... Aww damn it! Where is my log recorder? Damn this ship! I would be close to the Atlas station if my ships engine hadn't broke down!!! Oh finally.. Found it. It's dirty as hell but it will do. Anyways this is -kzzzt-. I'm currently within a gas giant. The Galactic Hub sent me here to investigate this Atlas station.

When we first got the coordinates to this Atlas station something felt off to our head cartographer. It looked like it was on a planet. He said it was impossible! Atlas station are immune to basically everything! Well everything except for one. The emp pulse of a Living Freighters. Those things died out eons ago. Well- that's what we thought. Apparently there's two left in the whole universe however the last time we saw them was 50 years ago before they warped away to an unknown galaxy.

One of them definitely took a stop to this system and may have accidentally used its emp pulse. This Atlas station looks like it was destroyed 25 years ago. We're on the right track to finding the last two living freighters. With them we can finally disarm the Atlas system for good. We just need one last material to find the last two living freighters. The 12th Atlas seed. The Heart of the Universe. The last one was hidden away to the center of the universe before the great war started. With this Atlas seed we will prevail....
Log End

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Recorded by Captain Okchoma from NSS Executor, Hirk-class freighter.

Warrior Entity Zavock: Atlas be cleansed! Sentinels!
Lieutenant Vrax: Captain! We've got multiple contacts in Kuyame system. Drones attacking Craianis and...
WarGek Dix: Left flank! Left flank, quadras surrounding us!!
Lieutenant Vrax: We need air support! NOW!!!
(sound of explosion)
Captain Okchoma: What was that?
Navigator Orun: Captain! Enemy fleet attacking us! Several freighters appeared in this sector and all surroundings!
Captain Okchoma: Hold this ship! It's important to...
(several explosions)
Knight-Commanded Ravuck: Sentinels attacking entire planet! Several drones, quadras and mechs!
Priest Entity Voyvorav: It happened right after activation of portal!
Captain Okchoma: Everyone retreat to main cities and forts. Set Executor over path between Craianis and Gates of Ascension! We must hold on until Lord Admiral won't answer to us!
Priest Entity Voyvorav: And if we don't?
Captain Okchoma: Everyone, defend this portal at all cost! May the Ascension be with us!

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# timid jungle ```LOG #8638``` ```USER: UNKNOWN``` ```PLAYING LOG``` *-kzzzt-* What the *-kzzt-...

CALYPSO EXPLORER ARCHIVE TERMINAL
ARCHIVE SELECTED: DELTA V7
LOG IS CORRUPTED! PLEASE ENTER THE PASSCODE
override.txt inserted and downloaded onto terminal
PASSCODE: ACCEPTED PLAYING LOG #8927
LOG RECORDER: ScienceGek Ean
[EAN]: What the... Where the hell am I?
[UNIDENTIFIED VOICE]: Welcome home....
[EAN]: Who are you?
[UNIDENTIFIED VOICE]: You regret everything you ever did to those who were innocent?
[EAN]: I- I never did anything wrong I was just following orders!
[THE VOICES]: Lies... Remember Borea 9... You never showed any mercy. Now we will show you true suffering. The same type of suffering they experienced from you.
[EAN]: NO!
[16/16/16/16/16]
[EAN]: STOP NO!
[16/16/16/16/16/16/16]
[EAN]: AHHH
[THE VOICES]: LOOK -KTTZ- WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO THE UNIVERSE. YOU UNLEASHED TRUE TERROR. IT WAS NEVER AN ACCIDENT WAS IT?
[EAN]: NO PLEASE STOP! I DIDNT MEAN T-
[THE VOICES]: YOU REGRET NOTHING DO YOU?
[EAN]: NO WAIT!
[THE VOICES]: GOODBYE EAN
[EAN]: WAIT-
[GUNSHOT]
[THUD]
[LOG END]

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Recorded by Captain Okchoma from NSS Executor, Hirk-class freighter.

Aleph 1: Teams Echo, Hirk and Polo have gone dark. I repeat: We've lost contact with...
Aleph 3: Right flank! Right flank! They're surrounding us! (radio break)
Nal'dra'vack 4: Where's HQ? We need support ASAP, Sentinels are... grah! (radio break, pulse offline)
Templar Knight, Order of Vaul, Sword 1: We're on fire! Repeat, we've got multiple MIA and KIA...
Templar Knight, Order of Vaul, Sword 2: They're coming outta the ground!!!
Echo 4: Is anyone copy? Repeat: anyone copy? Requesting fire support! ASAP! Ahh (radio break, pulse offline)
Captain Okchoma: This is captain Okchoma, temporary serving as commander of this expedition! Broadcasting on every channel! Any available units, retreat at Bikin and defend Craianis and Gate of Ascension, whatever the cost.
Templar Knight-Commander Virs: Captain, this is Knight-Commander Virs. We are evacuating Base Avaris, but Sentinels are launching Biohorror Swarms against us! We can't hold on much longer, even with additional soldiers.
Captain Tuvrin: Okchoma, this is Tuvrin from NSS Ana Amari. I can launch the orbital bombardment at planet in order to neutralize several...
Templar Knight-Commander Virs: Impossible. They have multiple nest underground. Even laser megacannons won't harm them.
Captain Tuvrin: What about seismic bomb?
Templar Knight-Commander Virs: It will buy us time, but not enough for... All-siah, have mercy on us! Okchoma, we've got 6 Sentinel freighters incoming from warp! I repeat, I see 6 Sentinel freighters over Base Avaris.
Captain Okchoma: Evacuate NOW!!! I won't lose another warrior! Everyone retreat to Bikin! I'm calling reinforcements from Nexus itself, if I have to. (explosion) What was that?
Commander Vorgan: Sir, enemy freighters at our 6, along with fighter and interceptor swarms!
Captain Okchoma: Hold on, people! I won't lose this planet to Sentinels!

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Record from Frontline Voxel, nexusian date 1.08.24594.A17 NE:

Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Urun, this is Tuvonav!
Sergeant Urun, Vy'keen: Tuv, what the Dissonance is going on out there, mate? Over!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Drones are mostly history, but it seems we've got several more incoming. Lucky for us we were able to defeat summoners and repair ones. What's with your Colossuses, mate? Over!
Sergeant Urun, Vy'keen: Not a chance, mon! One gets hit and burned along with crew, second is in the hole and the third one drowned by the river. This paradise is a hell. Over!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Know it. I see them from this hill. Along with 8 Nomads and 6 Roamers. Wait, what the... Oh, crap (explosion) They've got one of our birds! It's Arwing. Dang, it was really close! Over!
Sergeant Urun, Vy'keen: Yeah, I saw it from my tower. Wait! (fire sound) Heheh! Got 'em! Enemy mech down! We've got 6 quads now. Over!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: OK, secure this shore at all cost! We have to push forward, no matter what. It will give us some time! In the mean time I'll call for Big Boba! Over!
Sergeant Urun, Vy'keen: Fire! (fire sound) OK, I'm out!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: What's the status?
Private Pila, Gek: Multiple drones, sir. They're emerging like from some sort of nest. I think we've found their node or factory!
(fire sound)
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Roger! Every warrior! Ready your multitool. OK... OPEN FIRE!!!
(multiple multi-tool fire sound)
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Derka, try to summon Big Boba!
Sergeant Derka, Gek: I'm on it! (taking HoloArray) Derka to Big Boba! Derka to Big Boba!
Quartermaster Vurtan, Vy'keen: Derka, it's Vurtan! What's going on down there? Over!
Sergeant Derka, Gek: Where's Big Boba? We've got artillery hell, drone swarm attack and mech fighting! I need Big Boba right now! Abort!
Quartermaster Vurtan, Vy'keen: I'm coming for him, mate! Over!

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ANOMALYS WORST CHEFS
The show where Iteration: Cronus with his co-host Iteration: Ares (he doesn't get much fame actually Cronus gets all of the fame. Every viewer agrees that Ares sucks) rates foods from chefs from across the universe! If Cronus likes the food they are crowned best chef ever. If not they are tossed out of the Anomaly into infinite space. Yeah you get the point...
Episode 1
[THEME SONG PLAYS]
Iteration: Ares: Welcome back to Anomalys Worst Chefs! Today's chef is Freegek Ivan!
Freegek Ivan: Thank you! I have always dreamed of getting on this sho-
Iteration: Cronus: Shut up you! Bring me the meal!
Freegek Ivan: Okay okay sheesh!
[CUTS TO THE TABLE]
Iteration: Ares: UGH! What is that smell? [Looks at rotting living ship]. Oh... That's why...
Freegek Ivan: My meal is the Heart of a Living ship. Perfectly cooked. It has spices directly imported from Iousongola! The galaxy known for its luxurious spices. It also has a side of-
Iteration: Cronus: LET ME EAT ALREADY!
Freegek Ivan: Okay jeez! [Cuts a piece]. Here you go
Iteration: Cronus: [Chewing]
[Chewing]
Iteration: Cronus: This is.... Amazing!
Freegek Ivan: YES!
Iteration: Cronus: Just kidding this is not edible at all. Living ship hearts should not be eaten as food. Down to the eternal pit of eternal space you go
Freegek Ivan: WAIT WHA-
[TRAPDOOR OPENS]
Freegek Ivan: AHHH-
[TRAPDOOR CLOSES]
Iteration: Cronus: [Snickering] Yeah he is not surviving oh well..
Iteration: Ares: .... Well uhhh. That's all for today's episode folks. Expect to see more episodes soon. See ya!
[THEME SONG PLAYS]
If this doesn't fit the guidelines of this channel let me know and I will take it down

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Record from Frontline Voxel, nexusian date 1.08.24594.A17 NE:

Sergeant Derka, Gek: Derka to Big Boba! Derka to Big Boba!
Quartermaster Vurtan, Vy'keen: Derka, it's Vurtan! What's going on down there? Over!
Sergeant Derka, Gek: Where's Big Boba? We've got artillery hell, drone swarm attack and mech fighting! I need Big Boba right now! Abort!
Quartermaster Vurtan, Vy'keen: I'm coming for him, mate! Over!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Statrep, Derka!
Sergeant Derka, Gek: Big Boba is not on Holo! Vurtan going for him.
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Convergence above! Let's get him quick! We've got hell out here! They're coming like Abyss itself creating them here!
Quartermaster Vurtan, Vy'keen: Derka, it's Vurtan! Big Boba is here!
Private Pila, Gek: Left flank! Left flank! Quads with repair drones!
Private Guran, Vy'keen: ARTILLERY!!!! Take down!
Commander "Big Boba" Bravlus, Vy'keen: Tuv, this is Big Boba!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Boba, we've got only artillery and walkers, along with several exocrafts. Drones and quads are retreating, but beyong our line there is no man's land. Take your men and reinforce us! Over!
Commander "Big Boba" Bravlus, Vy'keen: OK, I'm sending them teams and vehicle. Out! (taking HoloArray off) Derka, stay here and maintain holo contact. A'vasha. Karak. Take your stuff and go across this bridge!
Private A'vasha, Vy'keen: We're retreating from this place. Only to go to bigger hell than this?
Commander "Big Boba" Bravlus, Vy'keen: Go there and reinforce them! We must attack, we can't retreat now. Remember, Main Tract must survive! Craianis and Gate of Ascension must not fall, no matter the cost!

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Record from Frontline Voxel, nexusian date 1.08.24594.A17 NE:

Sergeant Urun, Vy'keen: Tuv! What Big Boba said!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax He says they're pushing forward.
Sergeant Urun, Vy'keen: Here? That's a suicide, man!
Private Monta, Gek: 3 Sentin exos, 9 o'clock!
Sergeant Urun, Vy'keen: FIRE!!! (Colossus opened fire from laser) Got him! Got him!
Private Pila, Gek: Quads and Sums! Multiple contact! We need air support!
Sergeant Derka, Gek: This is Derka! Ivran, we need support at position 8-2-3. Danger close fire! I repeat, danger close fire!
Pilot Officer Ivran, Vy'keen: This is Ivran! We've got multiple hostiles coming to the Bikin. No crafts available to support you! I repeat: no crafts available!
Sergeant Derka, Gek: Ivran, ya grahvan! We need support NOW!!!
Pilot Officer Ivran, Vy'keen: I have no man left to help you! We've got several freighters and fighters, for Atlas's sake!
Flight Sergeant Vorudin, Korvax: Pilot Officer, this is Vorudin! I have 2 wingsmen with me. I can support them for a...
Pilot Officer Ivran, Vy'keen: We need to destroy freighters! I need every pilot available to fight with it and defend Executor!
Flight Sergeant Vorudin, Korvax: Sir! With all respect, but Bikin...!
Pilot Officer Ivran, Vy'keen: I need support NOW!!! More fighters are coming to us!
Captain Okchoma, Vy'keen: Ivran, this is Okchoma! Send them to Bikin! I won't let Tuvonav fall! Vorudin, you're free to go! Fleet, focus attack at this freighter, codename "Whale"!
Flight Sergeant Vorudin, Korvax: Yes, sir! Derka, this is Vorudin! Hold on out there! Help is under way!
Sergeant Derka, Gek: Good to hear! Frontline on fire! We need danger close fire! Hit them with all you've got!
Flight Sergeant Vorudin, Korvax: Say again! Danger close fire?
Sergeant Derka, Gek: Affirmative! Danger close fire!
Flight Sergeant Vorudin, Korvax: Copy that! Take cover! This will be very tough!

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Record from Frontline Voxel, nexusian date 1.08.24594.A17 NE:

Sergeant Voran, Korvax: What's going on!
Commander "Big Boba" Bravlus, Vy'keen: We're crossing over.
Sergeant Voran, Korvax: This is a suicide!
Commander "Big Boba" Bravlus, Vy'keen: We can't stay here. If we will retreat, this frontline will collapse.
Sergeant Voran, Korvax: We must retreat to Gate of Ascension or hold on here until...
Commander "Big Boba" Bravlus, Vy'keen: You wanna die? Stay! You wanna live? Attack.
Sergeant Voran, Korvax: Those Sentinels are tearing us apart. Half my equipment is down there in the river!
Commander "Big Boba" Bravlus, Vy'keen: I've jammed out! We've lost 2 Colossuse already, along with other exocrafts, I won't lose another! It's means also I won't lose no more warrior cause we are not ready to do it. You understand?
Sergeant Voran, Korvax: That's not we make down!
Commander "Big Boba" Bravlus, Vy'keen: That was not with me back there! You talk with Tuv. Quarter, stay with him
Quartermaster Vurtan, Vy'keen: Right!
(taking HoloPhone)
Sergeant Voran, Korvax: This is Voran, for Tuvonav! Tuv!! We can't use the bridge and we can't fart the river with all our crafts. So what we will go?
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: This is Tuv! You've got bridge equipment? Over!
Sergeant Voran, Korvax: It's a 5 hour operation! Can you hold on for 5 hours? Over!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Voran, sorry mate! We can't hold on even for 5 minutes! We must assault drones right now!
Sergeant Voran, Korvax: Tuv, the only one way to pass this river is to create artificial bridge. We've got multi-tools but we can't left all those vehicles. Over!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Look, we can't wait 5 hours either. We've got (artillery explosion) We've got hell out here so we have to try attack with troops only. Send lighters first, then heavies or jump with Minotaur. Now we're pulling out and we're pushing forward. Over!

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, Knight of the Templar Order. Expedition Day 44+30

Artemis... Abyss be cursed! But my path is clear. And I won't fail. Not this time, when I have everythin I need! I was able to gather local people and found astromap of this sector. My discovery will mark the beginning of a new era in our most sacred dominion. I swear, Euclid will be ours. And they will all see our infinite and ultimate power.

Right now I've established several bases, now transforming into settlements. I claimed Acaria as capital city of this sector and at the town square the banner with red 16-armed sun on black background means this is our capital in Euclid. Local population in now-named Nexus Holium system showed me the portal and HoloTerminus. Along with galactic relays and portal I should be able to generate HoloNet signal, strong enough to establish contact wth Bikin. I just hope they're fine. When contact with Bikin will be established Imperium will send to this sector Space Anomaly & its fleet. And I will be able to bring NSS Executor and install proper modifications to my interceptor.

I named this place as Nexus Imperium Saint Worlds. With them we can bring more planets and sentient beings into Nexus' light. The discovery of very first Interfaces is giving us more possibilities than with any other. I pray to the All-siah Bikin and other Nexus Imperium Expansion Worlds are fine - no communication with them from me is understandable, but no communication from them is more fishy. If something sinister is going on out there I must support those worlds. Fortunately I'm a Templar and gathered here serious army from locals. Atlas be cleansed, I hope communication won't fail.
<end of log>

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Record from Bikin, nexusian date 5.08.24594.A17 NE:

HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: This is Bikin! This is Bikin, repeat! Signal's weak, repeat!
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: What's going on, Giran?
HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: Commander, there's two signals at HoloNet to us.
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: Who is it?
HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: One is unknown, second... Yes, it's Nexus.
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: Give me link! (artillery attack) That was a way too close. Contact me with Tuv.
HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: Yes, sir! Right away!
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: And establish contact with Nexus!
HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: Roger! Establishing contact right now!
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: Tuv! Tuv, are you there? Tuv!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: This is lieutenant Tuvonav of the 145th Mechanized Infantry Regiment! Who is it? Over!
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: Commander Grahan here! Tuv, what is your status? Over!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: No chance, man. Sentinels are way too well fortified for us. No craft will change it. Orbital bombardment is the only one way to accept it. Over!
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: I've got hell here too. Craianis is under siege and HoloTerminus also got a problem. Our highways are under heavy fire. We can handle pathway from here to portal through city, but that's all. Over!
Lieutenant Tuvonav, Korvax: Copy that! We can stop their offensive by attacking them here, but without support we'll be cut off! Over!
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: Fall back! It's too dangerous for you! Over!
HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: Sir! I've got contact! Patching it through!
Admiral Priest Entity Tovrin, Korvax: This is admiral Tovrin from 17th Battlefleet of Vyrana. I'm here with several battleships to support Bikin and other planets in this system. I want to talk with local leader.
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: Boys, it seems Sixteen is with us! Support is here!

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Serana-Bikin HoloNet record, nexusian date 7.08.24594.A17 NE:

HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: Repeat! Repeat, we don't... Roger! Commander! Commander!
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: What now, Giran? (explosion)
HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: Sir, I've got strong & clear message from Serana.
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: Impossible! Serana is in 16 Galaxies! Patch me through, now!
HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: Sir, they demand to speak with Okchoma!
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: To me, now!
HoloNet operator Giran, Gek: Yes, sir!
Lord Admiral Miziol7 CK, Templar: This is Lord Admiral Miziol7 CK from Nexusian Expeditionary Fleet! To any imperial base at Bikin. Do you copy?
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: L-lord Admiral?!?
Lord Admiral Miziol7 CK, Templar: Grahan!? What's going on down there? Wait? Is that artillery?
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: Yes, it is. After your departure through portal whole system was attacked by Sentinels. Only Craianis, HoloTerminus and highway through gate is still fine. Thanks by Tovrin however we were able to counter-atrack.
Lord Admiral Miziol7 CK: Roger. I'm with locals at Serana. We will communicate with Nexus and gather more warriors. I'm heading back to Bikin! We will evacuate you to Nexus Centrum Euclid and retake this sector. The Expansion Sector.
Commander Grahan, Vy'keen: Thank you, sir! Over & out!
Captain Okchoma, Vy'keen: This is Okchoma, for Lord Admiral! Sir! Our freighter took serious damage, along with the rest of our fighters, we need to evacuate right now!
Lord Admiral Miziol7 Cak, Templar: Copy! Go to Nexus Imperium Saint Worlds. Sending coordinates for their shipyards! They will fix ya in no time!
Captain Okchoma, Vy'keen: Thank you, sir!

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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, Knight of the Templar Order. Expedition Day 51

It was 30 days for me at Nexus Imperium Saint Worlds, but it seems it was not so long at Nexus Imperium Expansion Worlds. And yet what happened at Bikin and all planets in Kuyame star system is unbelievable. Immediately after my departure they were attacked by vast armada of Sentinels and swarms invaded its planets. Only Templars could stop them from capturing this system. It was a very tough battle, but we were able to hold this system. I thought Turgenev was hell, but those machines proved me wrong. Why Aeron did that? Is this because I met Atlas? Or because I've found Artemis?

For now however I am at Nexus Imperium Saint Worlds. It works as Nexus Imperium base of operations in Euclid Galaxy. From Nexus Centrum Euclid we will capture all of other planets and make contact with United Federation of Travellers. I hope I will reach galaxy centre in no time. All-siah and Divine Sixteen are my watchers, I will succeed. For my bravery I must return to Templar Fortress where I will be nominated for Templar-General. Or I think I will.

Although we were able to hold Kuyame under control, many cities and bases were destroyed and now they are in ruins because of Sentinels. Citizens of Kuyame demands vengeance and I will give it to them. But now I have to rest.
<end of log>

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From: Union of Civilized Space Journalists
To: UFT Staff

Moderators!
Over previous weeks we've captured several probes invading Euclid Galaxy. They origins are mysterious, but what we can definitely say is that they're some sort of message probes of extragalactic origin and maybe even extra-supercluster. We deliver you their message. It starts this:

Travellers, welcome!
You've found one of our colonizing probes. Let us describe ourselves.
We are Nexus Imperium. If you didn't hear about us yet then you've probably didn't meet our spaceships. Who are we? First of all, we are coming in peace, spreading the truth of Atlas, his apprentice All-siah and his Divine Sixteen. With the capital city-dimension known as Nexus our fleet have started to explore, colonize and conquer several places in the Alpha Quadrant of Euclid Galaxy, in the place we call Nexus Imperium Saint Worlds. It's our territory in this galaxy.
Through Sixteen Galaxies we are spreading the word of new golden age, where Atlas will be cleansed from Sentinel's taint, those hated machines will once again serve in the name of progress and prosperity and universe will be united. We do not want war with other Travellers, but a cooperation and help for them and from them.
If you are interested in joining our ranks, then read this link.
Coordinates of Serana, our blessed capital planet in Nexus Centrum Euclid system: 207A02D459A5

From this text you can see those are not only message probes, but also colonizing ones. Atlas only knows what this Nexus Imperium is and if they are truly peaceful to the rest of civilized space. Over few weeks we've detected alarming number of black-red spacecrafts and freighters, as well as mysterious anomalies in Alpha Quadrant. If this is some sort of invasion, then we must be ready for everything. Their logo is 16-armed red sun on black square, so it's easy to detect their vessels and members.

We'll be in touch!
Union of Civilized Space Journalists

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The following is an excerpt from an extracted log entry concerning Project Olympus. Several attachments detected.

Data Log #0843
And at last, I've reached 400 systems documented within my region of space. There are certainly less than 300 more, which means I am comfortably and officially at the beginning of the end of this massive project.

It has truly been both a fascinating, but also strenuous effort, and there's still much more to be done. But every system gets me closer, and one day, this will be over. Then, perhaps, I'll miss having so much to do.

But this is not the time for such bittersweet feelings. No, now is the time for reflection. To look back on all that I've accomplished, and to say I'm proud of myself. Proud to have stuck with an absolutely monumental goal. And as such, I've decided to share my current records. It is my hope that in doing so, I can convey the true scale of this effort, and inspire other like-minded archivists to pursue goals like these themselves.

My journey continues. I hope yours will too.

Several attachments found. Decompiling...

||Total Systems Documented: 400||
||Total Planets: 1942||
||Gek Systems: 115||
||Vy'keen Systems: 106||
||Korvax Systems: 135||
||Uncharted Systems: 36||
||Abandoned Systems: 8||
||Outlaw Systems: 14||

||Yellow Systems: 313||
||Red Systems: 24||
||Green Systems: 39||
||Blue Systems: 24||

||Traveller's Sighted: 173||

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A part of "Universal Encyclopedia", written by Maury Narse, captured by Imperial Bureau of Foreign Information.

"Factions of Nexus Imperium"
"Nexus Imperium"
"Groups"
Although we do not know much about Nexus Imperium's inner situation it seems this group is divided as much as United Federation of Travellers. The difference between Imperium and UFT is in their main purpose. The Federation declares they want to document, aid, create and communicate. Nexus seems to be quite different - instead of documenting and communicating they want to discover in order to better understand what they will conquer, exploit and colonize. Both organizations behaving quite similar to each other, but while UFT is quite pacifistic and liberal the Imperium is militarized and syndicalistic.

From their picture we were able to establish existence of several groups inside them. It seems every Traveller is the leader of their own House, similar to prehistoric noble houses. They are able to deploy multiple exocrafts, spaceships and armadas. Every House control at least one planet, where they have their strongholds, created as semi-automatic places and seats of their power. We know about House CreationKeeper, the most famous because of their expedition which helped them to establish so-called Nexus Imperium Saint Worlds in Euclid Galaxy.

Besides Houses of Travellers we know about religious body known as Abbey of Atlas. Protected by militia full of zealots, empowered by pilgrims and priests they have powerful position in Great Council. We don't know if they are potential threat to any, if not every, civilized space, but it seems they're not interested in spreading their "Truths of Divine Sixteen" to other civilizations.

Also as we described it before, they are militaristic, because of Nexus Imperial Army and Templar Order. While first ones are nothing more like armed forces, the second one are elite warriors, whose entire life is dedicated to protect Imperium and its Emperor (...)

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Log entry 311
Note to myself:
make sure that all bio horrors are dead, before continuing exploring a derelict freighter.

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From "The Annals of Imperial History", written by Adaga var dur Vraszandi aep Ograxa va Tolan bere Euclid.

"Expeditions"
"Introduction"
Our Nexus Imperium wouldn't be the same if not the bravest of all warriors. We're not talking here about Travellers and their Houses, their fleets and exo-knights. Neither Templars, elite defenders of our Imperium against forever cursed Sentinels. What really makes our blessed omnipower so superior in eyes of outsiders is something different and much bigger than anything in our culture. Why? Because it's the foundation of all our multicultural, endless federation.

Expeditions. That's what makes our Imperium so powerful.

But what Expeditions are? And why each expedition is so blessed by many? Most of all however: why not everyone can be Expeditioner, not to mention about Expedition Leader? Well, it all starts with All-siah and it's Divine Sixteen.

When the multiverse was full of universes, but nothing existed between them All-siah was nothing but a simple settler. Then one day, at planet Serana, known from it's hard cold biosphere, he ventured into the cold desolation, finding something odd and dangerous in eyes of simple people - the Monolith. And then, when He approached it, the artifact gave him a vision of Atlas. He revealed Himself to Him and ordered to find a relic somewhere at Serana. It was nothing more than a spacecraft. Giving instructions from only true god started to restore primary functions in it and travel to the starts. He found multiple planets and finally arrived to the planet Holium, where found city of Neoth.

As Atlas dictated Him, the All-siah gathered his students and they've built for Him proper freighter, on which he took terraforming system, students and DNA archive. The last one was personally created by Him. Freighter ventured to the starts and then His Expedition gathered other students, after which they've discovered space between universes and where Nexus was founded.
(...)

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To: UFT High Council
From: Andreas Mon Roan
PRIORITY ATLAS//TOP SECRET//
High Council

This message has been created after several months of cultural reconnaissance in order to understand more about this new powerful independent faction called Nexus Imperium. After several cultural investigations we know certainly they believe Atlas is a god, but corrupted because of Sentinel's betrayal, seeing The Abyss as the ultimate evil and All-siah, along with Divine Sixteen as students and sacred protectors of their deity, whose saved Him from total corruption.

What's however very enigmatic is that they've got their own language. While UFT utilize that one known by them as "Common" or "Western Terran" and they're using it they had also developed their own language. For now we can't precise what its grammar looks like. We suppose their alphabet is quite similar to Common, but we can't be sure for now. We will monitor of course the situation and inform you about this new language.

Document, Aid, Create, Communicate!
Andreas Mon Roan, Vexillology Department

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++++ACCESSING LOG DATABASE++++
...Initialising...
...Login....CONFIRMED
Welcome back Scavenger-Entity Theta-Omega-Omnicron-Theta (T.O.O.T)

Log Playback..Confirmed

Scavenger Log Stardate 5419, Location, Outside known space

*"It all started with a dodgy salesman, like most of my trips, an under the table payment of 1 and a half million units and all I get is a tiny radio scanner..Almost feels like a scam.

I was curious, in one of those autophage systems outside know space..I never paid attention to the details, only the systems were cut off by space magic or something.

I hooked the radio scanner up to my ships RADAR Array and lit my pulse drive, soon enough I was upon it. the sad wreck of a freighter identical to the last hundred or so I've been on..the IFF flashed it as the Gek Orbital Factory Platform "MV Invincible Iliad", whatever the hell an Iliad was but it certainly wasn't invincible.

I landed naturally and with my Rifle in hand..Aptly named "Cadia's Vengeance" I set off into the freighter..My gut was telling me not to but I forced the airlock anyways with a little employed hackery..

...

I should've listened, the place was infested with some alien outbreak unlike anything I've witnessed in my years of freighter diving..Worst of all it was playing hell on my Hazard protection, the hazard protection that would net me half an hour on basic protection in the coldest blizzard only netted me two minutes on this..My temperature gauge only read -26 Celcius, either busted or the outbreak was scrambling it.."*

+++++LOG PORTION CORRUPTED, RETRIEVING VIABLE DATA++++

"...Bastards got me good...Hazard Protection is getting low...I'd be amazed..If I made it off this slag heap..."

++++LOG DATA CORRUPTED PAST THIS POINT. PLAYBACK TERMINATED++++

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Retrieving Data
Log corruption detected Retrieving Viable Data
Feels lost-skkrt-my first family...gone
It was fun-skkt-but now-skkt-empty
All gone-skkt-abandoned-no more
Alone-skkt-no one left
Data file corruption detected-no data left

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(Translated from Nexusian to Common, thanks by UFT Department of Foreign Affairs)
Record of Expedition 45-Alpha-Pendragon; Mission: Discovering new systems; Commander: Lord Captain Ukulcha Vid'rohan of Vy'keen; Location: Jagailan, Alpha, Euclid; Status: Investigating UTS Hope of Stars wreckage. WARNING: Record highly damaged!
(...)
and according to journal the ship was [ERROR] invisible force. The damage found at UTS Hope of Stars suggest [ERROR] unable to repair. The only [ERROR] is to destroy the ship, before [ERROR] what's inside. Apparently the tracks [ERROR] are fresh and the infection [ERROR] he supposed to be. According to the recent prognosis it seems [ERROR] to destroy UTS Hope of Stars. But in doing so at the border of UFT space will [ERROR] which provide diplomatic crisis to the Imperium and [ERROR] of the Emperor and his Great Council. We've send a message to the Templar Order, whose warriors will provide us [ERROR]. This is the only [ERROR] we can [ERROR] for them. We [ERROR] another solution. May the Atlas reborn in His wisdom and purity forgive us. We have no other way, but [ERROR] for them. Unified Federation of Travellers must know that we [ERROR] did all to keep them safe. Without us the plague [ERROR] either Imperium, Federation or both of us. Expedition [ERROR] as a quarantine zone and settle guarding probes [ERROR] and by that we can safely liberate planet [ERROR] Sentinel presence and establish mining colony [ERROR]. Because of this system [ERROR] under Templars' control. This is the only way [ERROR]. Wait, something's happening. This is [ERROR], what's going on out there [ERROR] Wait, what? [ERROR] Destroy this ship! We can't risk total contamination of this star system. Send [ERROR] It's alive, fighting against... By the All-siah, what's
(...)
<end of translation>

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(Translated from Nexusian to Common, thanks by UFT Department of Foreign Affairs)
Templar S&R Team, send to quarantined UTS Hope of Stars.
Record of Expedition 45-Alpha-Pendragon; Mission: Discovering new systems; Commander: Lord Captain Ukulcha Vid'rohan of Vy'keen; Location: Jagailan, Alpha, Euclid; Status: Investigating UTS Hope of Stars wreckage.
<transmission>
Pilot Ivan Vorana, Korvax: NSS Vordan Reitsch, this is Hokum-25, approaching to UTS Hope of Stars, with a company of Hokum-23 and 24, along with Arkham Wing. We're starting docking procedure. Units Monte and Maria are ready to start breaching operation.
Lord Captain Ukulcha Vid'rohan, Vy'keen: Copy that, Hokum-25. NSS Kyroptera is standing by, ready to support you if it will be necessary.
Pilot Ivan Vorana, Korvax: Roger that, Lord Captain. Patching you to abordage officer. <switching channels> Docking procedure begins. Landing... Steady! Steady! Vureen! We're here.
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: All right, crowd! We've arrived. Ready your multi-tools and check your suits. We don't know what happened with this unit. It can be everything. Atlas knows what's out there.
Sergeant Sovira Tavam, Gek: Roger that, sir. All right, people, wake up! We're digging corpse. Hey! Umara! Stop reading the book and get your shiny metal back here!
Private 1st class Ovalev Umara, Korvax: You're always looking at my shiny metal back like I'm yours, Sarge!
(laughing)
2nd Lieutenant Vara Cax, Gek: Hey, ladie! Yours fine?
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: Yeah, Cax. Although a little grimpy. How about yours?
2nd Lieutenant Vara Cax, Gek: They're fine. They just need action.
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: OK, ready? (doors open) Go! Go! GO! Secure the perimeter!
<transmission aborted>
<end of translation>

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(Translated from Nexusian to Common, thanks by UFT Department of Foreign Affairs)
Templar S&R Team, send to quarantined UTS Hope of Stars.
Record of Expedition 45-Alpha-Pendragon; Mission: Discovering new systems; Commander: Lord Captain Ukulcha Vid'rohan of Vy'keen; Location: Jagailan, Alpha, Euclid; Status: Investigating UTS Hope of Stars wreckage.
<transmission resumed>
2nd Lieutenant Vara Cax, Gek: Bleh. Even in this HAZMAT suit I smell that stench.
Private 1st class Ovalev Umara, Korvax: Yeah. Something like Nexus Sewers, right, Sarge?
Sergeant Sovira Tavam, Gek: Nah! It's Abyss' nose. Now focus, people. How's your heat?
Private 1st class Savim To-hara, Vy'keen: 80% Shield, 100% Standard.
Private 2nd class Tamara Savath, Vy'keen: Strange. My sensors didn't detect intrusion or hostile abordage.
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: Something's not right. Watch your step. I don't wanna write any obit today.
Private 2nd class Zim Damav, Gek: I see turret! Up, 2 o'clock.
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: Found it! Status?
Private 2nd class Tamara Savath, Vy'keen: Offline, ma'am! Nothing to report.
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: I don't like this.
Private 2nd class Tamara Savath, Vy'keen: Telling ya, ma'am! The freighter's been haunted. But it's really strange. Nothing but junk and...
Private 2nd class Zim Damav, Gek: Sarge! We've got terminal over here!
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: Do we have access?
Private 2nd class Zim Damav, Gek: Negative. Encrypted. Without specialist...
Private 2nd class Dag Varis, Gek: Here, Zim. Let me try!
Private 1st class Ovalev Umara, Korvax: Shhh! Listen. Do you hear that?
2nd Lieutenant Vara Cax, Gek: That can't be good.
<transmission aborted>
<end of translation>

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(Translated from Nexusian to Common, thanks by UFT Department of Foreign Affairs)
Templar S&R Team, send to quarantined UTS Hope of Stars.
Record of Expedition 45-Alpha-Pendragon; Mission: Discovering new systems; Commander: Lord Captain Ukulcha Vid'rohan of Vy'keen; Location: Jagailan, Alpha, Euclid; Status: Investigating UTS Hope of Stars wreckage.
<transmission resumed>
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: Never seen such mechs like those. It's like Autophage mixed with Fiends.
Private 2nd class Zim Damav, Gek: Gharn! It's like biorobot construct. Destroyed parts were replaced by this biological thing. Can't find out what's that, sadly. Need some samples in my lab. Or prepare local one to investigate.
2nd Lieutenant Vara Cax, Gek: It can be their nest.
Private 2nd class Dag Varis, Gek: Hmm, this could explain everything. Sarge, check this out. It seems like their systems were infected with a virus. Or something looking like that. It looks like they're infected not only in organic, but also synthetic way. It can be nanoplague, but I'm not sure.
Captain Vraza Mengsk, Korvax: What do we got, folks?
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: Sir! It seems they're infected by some sort of virus. We don't know it's contagious, but we better be careful.
Captain Vraza Mengsk, Korvax: I see. Hmm, it looks like Autophage. But fiended and rusty. Never seen something like that in my life. Daviz, inform Kyroptera about what we've found
Private 2nd class Zar'ax Daviz, Gek: Yes, sir!
Captain Vraza Mengsk, Korvax: This looks like my mother's corpse. You did it?
2nd Lieutenant Vara Cax, Gek: No, sir. We've found it, but we think we're not alone. We've heard something, crawling in vents.
Captain Vraza Mengsk, Korvax: Everyone, ready multi-tools. We better be ready for some hostiles.
<transmission aborted>
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(Translated from Nexusian to Common, thanks by UFT Department of Foreign Affairs)
Templar S&R Team, send to quarantined UTS Hope of Stars.
Record of Expedition 45-Alpha-Pendragon; Mission: Discovering new systems; Commander: Lord Captain Ukulcha Vid'rohan of Vy'keen; Location: Jagailan, Alpha, Euclid; Status: Investigating UTS Hope of Stars wreckage.
<transmission resumed>
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: The bridge looks like Abyss' face. It's nothing more than a battlefield. So many corpses here.
2nd Lieutenant Vara Cax, Gek: And its parts. Bleh! Never seen something like that. We need to find captain's nest. It's the only way to find out what happened with that ship.
1st Lieutenant Mikomi vadr Sildaya von Tuvi saz T'Miran lere Luleukous, Vy'keen: Stay alert, folks! Whatever attacked this ship I think its still present on it.
Private 2nd class Zim Damav, Gek: Local computers looks like they were hit by some sort of big geology cannons.
Captain Vraza Mengsk, Korvax: Casters prime'd, folks. I don't like the look of that.
(explosion)
Captain Vraza Mengsk, Korvax: Maria, this is Monte! What's happened?
Captain Esman Sariad, Gek: We don't know. It's probably some asteroid or other stuff like that.
Captain Vraza Mengsk, Korvax: Kyroptera, Abordage. Do we have asteroid?
Lord Captain Ukulcha Vid'rohan, Vy'keen: Negative. What's going on?
Captain Vraza Mengsk, Korvax: Felt some explosion and (explosions) Several explosions, I repeat: several explosions at UFT Hope of Stars!
Lord Captain Ukulcha Vid'rohan, Vy'keen: We didn't see anything. This wreck is still dead.
Captain Esman Sariad, Gek: Monte, Maria! We've got contact. Lots of them. I repeat, we've... (connection lost)
(noises)
Private 2nd class Zar'ax Daviz, Gek: Up there! Contact!
2nd Lieutenant Vara Cax, Gek: Too many of them! Group up!
<transmission ended>
<Status: KIA? WIA?>
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(Translated from Nexusian to Common, thanks by UFT Department of Foreign Affairs)
Templar S&R Team (formerly), send to quarantined UTS Hope of Stars.
To: Imperial Great Council, Emperor, Arch-chancellor
From: Lord Admiral Gazan dar Orina aer Soldran pak T'Gar lere Surdiv, Korvax, NSS Onrathia
WARNING! Priority One!
Your Highness, Chancellor and the Council
This is an urgent message to you. Our S&R fleet was sent to Jagailan star system, but what we've found is way too horrible than we've even imagined. It all started with mining colony Tovaklan, renamed by us as Tiamat. We don't know exactly what happened, but it seems this dead rock was a place where some ancient space station or freighter crash-landed aeons ago. UFT Hope of Stars started to colonize this place long ago, but its crew and colonizers became infected from some sort of virus of unknown origin. The records are horrific - victims of it became part of hive mind, infecting every sentient organism and biosphere entity, transforming it into terrifying killing machine. We've never seen something like that. What's more important we were under attack by this "Swarm" which also tried to abordage NSS Onrathia. Those creatures are highly aggressive, transforming our soldiers into theirs and developing very smart tactics and strategy. Our fleet opened fire and destroyed UFT Hope of Stars and NSS Kyroptera. We couldn't have done anything more for them. The only way to destroy them is to annihilate - expose, cut apart and burn to cinder every spore which will be present. Even one single swarm organism can destroy a planet. We have to inform other civilizations about this discovery, before it's too late.
Praise the cleansed Atlas!
Lord Admiral Gazan dar Orina aer Soldran pak T'Gar lere Surdiv, Korvax, NSS Onrathia
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Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK. Expedition Day 60.

Our expedition arrived to Davayaxath star system. It appears this place is infested with pirate raiders. NSS Executor and fleet of Expedition Atelah-6-Sylvanas saw freighter UFT Respectful Trader attack by Vector-class star destroyed identified as "Dominus Nox", belonging to pirates from Solar Stormreavers. Their armada was crushed by our torpedoes and laser cannons. Some pirates surrendered the ship, but before we were able to arrest the freighter it appears some minor crafts rebelled and fought against crippled unit. The wreckage crash landed at the third planet, identified by us as ancient world Keyaxoma. We've arrived to Davayaxath Centrum space station. Now NSS Executor and UFT Respectful Trader and their fleets are pursuing last remnants of pirates, while most of them, especially from "Dominus Nox" surrendered to us. Admiral Sandy97 from Federation fleet revealed to us those pirates are originating from an unknown system or even space station in the uncharted Ravi Nebula and only they knows how to move in this place. We however believe they can be nomadic as well, avoiding discovery by both Federation and Imperium. We will cooperate with them in order to find out where those pirates are coming from.
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Record from mining operation by planet cracker FMS Nero Shinzou, day 1.85792.
Status: FMS Nero Shinzou established contact with NMS Altar of Voyage - Lune-class scientific freighter - and its fleet.
Location: Tochimaxoy (Federation)/Dom (Nexus), Shayvoq XV (Federation)/Atelah'qonoviy (Nexus).

Priest Entity Uvoyq, Korvax: Do we have confirmation?
Miner Entity Rouvad, Korvax: Definitely, Nexusian Entity. It must be this place!
Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: Are gravitic anchors ready?
Miner Entity Rouvad, Korvax: Yes, sir!
Science Entity Tupelov, Korvax: The planet was evacuated. As we suppose this mining operation can destabilize the whole planet.
Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: Captain Hinerk. Are your men prepared?
Lord Captain Daio Hinerk, Gek: Yes, they are. Our ships are stabilizing orbit of Dom. Are you ready?
Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: Our part of Shayvoq XV is ready to fly. We are waiting only your decision, Lord Captain.
Lord Captain Daio Hinerk, Gek: Let's pop the cork, captain!
Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: Copy that. Whole teams, brace yourselves. We're starting our harvesting operation. Be careful for imperial units. Let's do it nice & easy.
<end of log>

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Captain's Log. UTS Endeavor, on its way to star Shayvoq XV.
Astral Armada ordered us to check unusual star system, not present at ancient maps and locating far away from most of systems in Eissentam Galaxy. We do not know what it is, but what's very interesting is that we've detected strange activity on astroradar. However the planet is not only near the galaxy centre, but also at neutral zone with Nexus Imperium. We are heading to Shayvoq XV with mission from FMS Nero Shinzou, the planet cracker of Mercer-class, along with its mining fleet. As a reconnaissance vessel we have military personnel and proper equipment for creating an outpost at planet surface. We hope we will be first in it and if yes than with discovering of some rocks we will be able to start proper mining operations and later terraforming of those planets. Scientific team is quite intrigued also that star doesn't emit any solar winds or radiation, like it's a black hole or something far more different than this.
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Record from mining operation by planet cracker FMS Nero Shinzou
Status: FMS Nero Shinzou orbiting planet Tochimaxoy.
Location: Tochimaxoy, Shayvoq XV

Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: Simply... Unbelievable.
Captain Jaiman Savrick, Korvax: Definitely, sir. This is the biggest planet we've ever discovered.
Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: Endeavor, Normandy. What's your status?
Captain Jaiman Savrick, Korvax: NSS Endeavor is flying with sun, but we can't see the end of this planet. It's gigantic. Bigger than anything anyone found in space.
Commander Jane Shavra, Gek: Same here, Captain. NSS Normandy also reports no end of this planet. Looks like it's endless from here.
Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: What landscape do we got here?
Captain Jaiman Savrick, Korvax: Everything.
Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: I beg your pardon?
Captain Jaiman Savrick, Korvax: Everything. Toxic wastelands, flying mountains, paradise forests, clean seas... I've never seen place like this.
Commander Jane Shavra, Gek: Sir. We've found several ruins of unknown origin scattered all around this planet. Tochimaxoy is full of them. Some are cities, while others looks like something I've never seen before.
HoloNet Officer Ayana T'Veza, Korvax: Captain. We've detected Warp readings coming from the west.
Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: What!?
Commander Hak'na, Vy'keen: Federation?
HoloNet Officer Ayana T'Veza, Korvax: Negative. It's a transmission in foreign language. Wait... Sir, it's a nexusian ship!
Commander Hak'na, Vy'keen: The answer can be only one than.
Captain Dar'vonch, Vy'keen: Heh! The Imperium sending its ship. Open HoloNet to fleet. All units! This is Captain Dar'vonch of FMS Nero Shinzou. We've got Warp readings of Nexusian origin. Standby for further orders. Emergency battle stations! Endeavor, Normandy, abort the mission. Get back to our location.
<end of record>

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Record from mining operation by planet cracker FMS Nero Shinzou
Status: Contact with NMS Altar of Voyage and its fleet.
Location: Tochimaxoy (Federation)/Dom (Nexus), Shayvoq XV (Federation)/Atelah'qonoviy (Nexus) star system.
+++TRANSLATION ONLINE+++

Grand Admiral Zuben Dran'grah, NSS Dauntless: Atlas be cleansed, comrades! We see you've come to this place just like us.
Admiral Jim Quorck, UTS Endeavor: Greetings, Nexusians. We didn't expect to see you above Tochimaxoy.
Grand Admiral Zuben Dran'grah, NSS Dauntless: We didn't expect you to discover Dom.
Admiral Jim Quorck, UTS Endeavor: Dom, Grand Admiral?
Scolar Priest Sev'rav-ir Travonov, NMS Altar of Voyage: This planet belongs to Atlas, Admiral. We call this place "Dom", from ancient language which means "Home". The name of this system is Atelah'qonoviy, which means "Atlas birthplace". We are not navy. Those people here are our security.
Captain Dar'vonch, FMS Nero Shinzou: Who's in charge of this operation?
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, NSS Executor: I am, sir. Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, Templar Order. Lord Admiral at NSS Executor.
Admiral Jim Quorck, UTS Endeavor: Arcturus?
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, NSS Executor: Hello, Jim. Are you in charge?
Admiral Jim Quorck, UTS Endeavor: No, but Dar'vonch is.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, NSS Executor: I see.
Captain Dar'vonch, FMS Nero Shinzou: Captain Dar'vonch, from planet cracker FMS Nero Shinzou. I am honoured to meet you, Templar. Those are my captains. Admiral Jim Quorck of UTS Endeavor, Commander Jane Shavra of UTS Normandy, Captain Sareck Artavis from UTS Halo and Captain Higgs Travian of FMS Magellan.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, NSS Executor: I am honored, my friends. So, let me to introduce my crew, then.
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<record resumed>
Record from mining operation by planet cracker FMS Nero Shinzou
Status: Contact with NMS Altar of Voyage and its fleet.
Location: Tochimaxoy (Federation)/Dom (Nexus), Shayvoq XV (Federation)/Atelah'qonoviy (Nexus) star system.
+++TRANSLATION ONLINE+++

Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, NSS Executor: I am honored, my friends. So, let me to introduce my crew, then. You already know Scolar Priest Sev'rav-ir Travonov, captain of NMS Altar of Voyage. A hallowed member of the Abbey of Atlas. And this is Grand Admiral Zuben Dran'grah of NSS Dauntless from Nexus Imperial Army. Next to him you see professor Ger'grah-oi Botrangav of United Guilds of Nexus Academies, commander of NMS Nikola Tesla. And there is lord captain Abalir Zulu of NSS Valancius. The last one is commander of our own planet cracker, NMS Sloan.
Commander Roria Kamaeron, NMS Sloan: Good to see another planet cracker here, heheh!
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, NSS Executor: Captain. May I ask why the captain, not admiral, is in charge of this operation?
Captain Dar'vonch, FMS Nero Shinzou: Not whole operation, captain. My order was to discover natural resources and harvest it from rocks of this mysterious planet. However lifeforms & unbelievable wonders of this planet stopped this. Are you the leader of operation, lord templar-admiral?
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, NSS Executor: Yes. I've sent pilgrim ship after we've send scout unit here. So, who's the real leader of this operation?
Admiral Jim Quorck, UTS Endeavor: I am. As the leader of Captains Council.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, NSS Executor: I see, Jim. We've no council and I am the single leader, while the council members are my advisors. Still, we should share our knowledge to each other and find a solution for our differences.
Admiral Jim Quorck, UTS Endeavor: I agree.
<end of record>

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Record from planet cracker FMS Nero Shinzou
Status: Mission changed. Joint Federation-Imperium operation around unknown signal from planet
Location: Tochimaxoy/Dom, Shayvoq XV/Atelah'qonoviy
WARNING!!! TOP SECRET!!!

(...)
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Thank you, doctor.
PhD Firma Sarbev, chief archaeologist: Atlas be cleansed, lord admiral!
(closing doors)
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Well, ladies & gentlemen. Archaeologists finished their work. Here's the results.
Admiral Jim Quorck: Hmm! Very old ruins. Unknown signs. Looks like we're crawling around blindly. Luckily we're still in contact with civilized space.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Tonic?
Admiral Jim Quorck: Thanks, old friend.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: This pulse must have been some sort of underground activity. Yet I still don't know why this planet looks like it's endless. The weirdest thing is we have standard sky and sun out there. (drinking) Dar'vonch. What do you think?
Captain Dar'vonch: We should check first what's underground. We can't do any operation without checking planet's orbit and tectonic activity. We must also discover what's that.
Admiral Jim Quorck: Thinking the same way, mate. Probably this planet is the biggest celestial body in the galexy, if not in the entire universe. Whatever lies there can wait, until we won't discover size of that place.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: We can call Anomaly. It will alarm our capitals.
Admiral Jim Quorck: No problem, do it. Let us settle together near that mountain, from which this pulse appears.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Good idea. It will be nice place to discover the rest of Dom. We should be able to adapt the nearest city for our operations at surface. We should be careful however. Only Divine Sixteen knows what can be in atmosphere or what creatures are present there.
(...)
<end of record>

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Record from mining operation by planet cracker FMS Nero Shinzou
Status: Mission changed. Joint Federation-Imperium operation around unknown signal
Location: Tochimaxoy/Dom, Shayvoq XV/Atelah'qonoviy
WARNING!!! TOP SECRET!!!

(...)
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Tell us. What did ya find there?
PhD Firma Sarbev, chief archaeologist: Sir, we've discovered something interesting in that mysterious mountain. We were able to find some sort of giant entrance to the inner sanctum, but the walls of it are so dark that only red markings are glowing here.
Scolar Priest Sev'rav-ir Travonov: We can't be sure for now, but some archaeologists suppose this must have been some sort of proto-interface.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: "Proto"-interface?
Scolar Priest Sev'rav-ir Travonov: Aye, sir! But in ruins. We've never seen something like that
Admiral Jim Quorck: Doctor, are they correct?
PhD Firma Sarbev, chief archaeologist: Affirmative, sir. Our archaeologists agree with Nexusians in that topic. It looks like some sort of interface, but in much more temple-like form. Those markings... It looks like they are glowing with our presence. With all teams at the mountain we can now say there's no way to go into the mountain. This place looks like dead end.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Can we do planet-cracking operation? Is it safe?
Scolar Priest Sev'rav-ir Travonov: Negative. We can destroy this temple and ruins at it.
PhD Firma Sarbev, chief archaeologist: Perhaps we will find a way. We just have to find out what's in that mountain and why is covered only with forest, except the top where there's that proto-interface temple-like cave. The pulse here... It looks like it's going out from here to the rest of the planet and by that to the universe.
Admiral Jim Quorck: What do you think, Arcturus?
Lord Admiral Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Let's find some good strategy for this.
(...)
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A part of "Universal Encyclopedia", written by Maury Narse, captured by Imperial Bureau of Foreign Information.

"Law of civilized space"
"Galactic Code"
"Characteristic"
(...) So they've gathered at planet Svirz and started peace conference there. Members of all factions belonging to civilized space - United Federation of Travellers, Nexus Imperium, Aculon Empire, Pax Cosmica, Royal Space Society, Eisvana, Euclid Empire, United Commonwealth, Heian Empire and many others. All of their emissaries gathered in Yoongh and talked about the future of space. All factions and races, including mysterious Anomalies. Every members declared their own idea for new, greater thing, which later established law of civilized space. And thus it was founded.

The Galactic Code.

What is this code however? It's a gathering of many laws about how diplomacy between civilized space should work, as well as how other races, including non-space-faring ones and what all those empires can do. Here are some of the most known paragraphs of this inter-civilization treaty:
+It is forbidden to destroy the entire planet with ultimate weapons if there are civilians or if there's no other way.
+No Traveller can be executed without trial or evidences of breaking the Code.
+Every culture must be tolerated.
+No planet cannot be claimed by faction as only for them without agreement of other forces in system.
+In case of multiple faction in systems their space station is a neutral zone and no faction can take over her completely.
+Every planet is allowed to be colonized by faction, even if it's controlled by Dissonance, hostile Sentinels or there's high activity of them.

Those are some examples of Galactic Code's rules. During the summit many faction, with Nexus Imperium as their leaders, declared no mercy or understanding for Sentinels. While most of them said it was against the economy, Imperium did that because of their religion, which declare Sentinels as traitors, who (...)

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One Very Average Freighter Expedition (unfinished)

The Oscillating Origin is the sole trade frigate on this cursed freighter. As you can imagine, the job is kind of a lot. With all due respect, Freighter Chief Silver (Cap), we really do get tired of delivering your intergalactic groceries.

Cap sent us on an expedition: a long haul one, some 4,000 light years. Usually we, the ‘Originals”, enjoy long trips, but this was something out of the ordinary. Cap was asking us to break the law. She’s insane. The rich can skirt around the law, she tells us. Maybe she should consider brushing up on her Gek grammar before advising us to do her bidding.

Either way, since the crew doesn’t have the agency to defy Cap, we embarked as according to plan, only leaving a couple extremely nipped crewmates aboard the mothership. Only the frigate navigator can complain, so the crew just has to deal with it if they get the affirmative. Most of us are here for a couple extra units, but everyone else is in for siphoning off goods for personal use. Crew members don’t snitch on those guys, because most of the time the snitch gets scuttled first. Oh, by the way, I’m Janx, the head custodian. Yes, I am the main custodian, but I am also bestowed with the task of cleaning the ship heads. Fun times. The only good things about this job are that a) you get all the juicy gossip, and b) you can’t get any lower. Plus, they need me, so the crew and my wallet have a sort of strained symbiotic relationship.

We embarked at 07:30 LFT (Local Freighter Time) and left for our first stop, the Obgyacou Cycler. There isn’t much interesting about the system itself; it’s pretty poor and all, and the station doesn’t have anything crazy going on. Thing is, it’s a popular spot for all sorts of weird junkies because the legislators don’t care too much about keeping the place clean for commerce (there’s no commerce anyway, so why bother?). So when the crew got off at the cycler to stretch their legs, things went down.

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The long walk by: Traveller Ganevdol
The following text is part of a journal entry that has been uncovered and deciphered by the explorers guild during an expedition in the [REDACTED] region of the Muhacksonto galaxy.

"And there i was, sat down on the terrace as I looked towards me, a megalophobic behemoth with wind patterns that make it seem like it's moving faster than it does. It's olive hue and the droning ambience that fills the air and seeps into the grass gives off a soothing vibe to it, rather than a crushing sense of dread like any other planet when viewed at from its moon. I have been documenting Uxfalmon since I stepped foot on it 5 months ago and i never seem to grow tired of it, even though everywhere looks exactly the same apart from the occasional hills and valleys that litter the landscape. It's just something about hydro gardens that make it seem like it's meant to creep me out but it has the opposite effect on me. I guess an empty vast steppe with little to no fauna leaving me to my own solitude sounds appealing to me, I mean it has to if these types of worlds are my favourite to walk around in. I feel truly at peace when I rest on a mountain top and seeing these planets in the sky thriving before my time and will continue to thrive after my passing, or in this case a gas giant protecting its 5 children from harm. Last week, I have discovered and established beacons on its poles which got me thinking, what would it be like to circumnavigate this moon by using these beacons? I've once heard stories of people doing exactly that on larger planets, but I wanted to try it for myself without having to spend weeks committing to it. Luckily for me, uxfalmon seems to be the best candidate as it's one of the smaller moons in this system and there would be no storms or extreme weather to wear me down, as well as bodies of water or lack thereof. I started on the north pole and made my way to the portal which would take me 41 minutes to reach." END OF PART 1

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The long walk PART 2.

"As I reached the portal it would soon be evident that hills would be a real killer on my legs, and thus I rested for some time looking towards this systems guardian and sole protector. Although I'm not religious and have no interest in conversion, I can definitely see the appeal of worshipping something greater than oneself when I'm met with a scale I cannot explain. Although I can explain it but that's a very low bar considering everywhere is colonised by everyone these days. I'm lucky these poor folks abandoned their post long ago, I don't have to share this spirituality with someone else. After this not so brief rumination, I continued to press on, stopping on occasion for rest. Nothing exciting happened on my long walk, only the soft touch of grass and the frequent hill climbs. Thankfully, I had grown used to them by the time I reached the south pole, I had been walking and resting for 6 hours, I very much deserved to rest for the rest of that day so I did. I dug a cave for myself and slept. I woke up, the morning light was just starting to shine, and i was on a mission. I forgot to mention but since the first stop at the portal I began timing it, only stopping my stopwatch when I come to rest, took me a few hours to get to the south pole and it should take me the same length of time to head back. I decided to head towards my villa as part of the way back to the north pole, even though this would cause my journey to become more like a digon rather than a circle it would still be the same length of time if I do it otherwise. As previously stated, nothing special happened between me walking and resting apart from beautiful vistas as I overlook valleys from hill peaks. When I reached home I once again rested but I helped maintain the place by doing some chores such as emptying my gold depots and storing them as well as selling some nipnip to the trade terminal as a side hustle." END OF PART 2

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The long walk PART 3

"I find it bizarre how the trade terminal still works even when every structure that isn't this house is in disrepair, cus y'know, everyone left and all that, everyone except me. I wonder why they left this place, lack of economic opportunities? Settlements plundered? Or maybe some big monster began terrorising the space station, who knows. I wonder if through sheer Spunk I can get people to move here again... But I'm getting off topic, so walk to the north pole it is! I say goodbye to my house but not for the last time in a long time, and continued my walk. I encountered some islands barely hovering off the ground which fascinated me as even though everywhere is the same climate wise, the terrain is a different story. They're not present around my villa or the poles so they're always a treat to see one. I even managed to hop on one and saw how barren it is. Not a single blade of grass in sight, just some rocks and stubborn flora that would kill me if it had the chance. After a long period of walking I managed to return to the north pole. A journey that took me 6 hours and 5 minutes of walking, not including the time i rested or that I had to do this in the span of 2 days. When I touched the beacon I felt a mild wave of euphoria but I felt too tired to embrace it. At this point I just wanted to sleep, so I called my starship and went to bed in my house. Trekking Uxfalmon has been a spiritual journey as an indirect consequence to my boredom and I did not regret a single thing. But even so, I would never wish to do it again, not on a bigger or smaller planet. As I'm writing this I will be looking for new bases of operations in which I will explore new frontiers and continue my journey in the stars. I hope to find some good enough to write more journal entries, which i probably will.

This entry is one of many inside the travellers journal, wherever he is, let's hope he can explore undisturbed for the remaining years of his life...

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The Failed Documentation of Idhurc-Kes I
Part 1

In the system Idhurc-Kes I (Euclid Galaxy), I was tasked with chronicling the ecosystem of all three planets. I write this log after having given up on this task, due to the undesirable odds I faced on the planets I visited. The first planet, Orian Tau, seemed ideal at first, with a bountiful ecosystem and forgiving climate. However, it has a countless population of incredibly aggressive Sentinels which made documenting difficult. Most of my time on that planet was spent hiding underwater to avoid relentless aggression. However, what I did find was mildly interesting. There were several species of underwater critters, resembling some form of crustacean or arthropod. There was also a species of creature that looked like a fish, but instead of living underwater, it somehow moved through the air, existing in small groups. I simply named it “Flying Fish”. There were also no traditional land animals, all the fauna was classified as either “Underwater” “Flying” or “Underground”. However, all the “Underground” species I found were wandering on the surface, so the system may have been incorrect there. I would not recommend visiting this planet unless you wish to spend the entire time destroying or hiding from Sentinels. But when it comes to my experience in this system, Orian-Tau was only the beginning.

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The Failed Documentation of Idhurc-Kes I
Part 2

The second planet, which was classified as a Hiemal planet, was perhaps the most miserable experience I’ve had on any planet. It is incredibly cold, reaching -90°C at the absolute hottest. During one of its incredibly frequent blizzards it easily reaches as low as 130°C, along with vicious winds and lightning. Not only is the climate cruel, but the wildlife is hostile as well. Two distinct species of quadrupedal creatures, with tough exoskeletons and aggressive behaviour, are irritatingly common to encounter. I’ve taken to naming them “Snow Scourges” and “Tundra Terrors” respectively, because it’s easier to remember than whatever the system automatically assigns. Most infuriatingly of all, this planet has incredibly difficult terrain. The planet is mountainous, with not a single body of water. The mountains are steep and smooth and borderline impossible to climb. Between mountains are deep, claustrophobic valleys, isolated by walls of rock in all directions. It is very difficult to navigate. On this planet, I was tasked with documenting 6 species of fauna, 11 species of flora, and 13 unique minerals. Before leaving the planet out of frustration, I had found 6 fauna, 8 flora, and 10 minerals. It got to the point where I was unsure if the planet even had that many distinct entities. With the visual disruption of frequent snowstorms, and the mountainous landscape making it impossible to tell where I had already been, finding what I needed was a hassle. When the time came to name the planet and upload my discovery to the universal database, I decided to name the planet “Don’t bother visiting”, a simple warning to any other travellers who find this system: this planet is not worth your time. After this experience, I decided not to visit the third planet, Doveykov. Should I ever return to this system, I may. And if I do, you will read all about it.

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Admiral's Log, Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, commander of NSS Executor, joint Federation-Imperium operation at planet Atelah'qonoviy in Dom star system.

During the archaeological operation around the mount designated under the codename "Mount Origin" something weird happened. Archaeological site in Sector Z-5 was lost by some unnatural plague, which released unknown creatures to us. What's more important it seems when FMS Nero Shinzou gathered one of those artifacts the planet cracker went dark. We have no contact or information what happened out there, neither on a planet. We now know however that the planet appears very hostile to us and some creatures crawling out there, hunting and hiding in the shadows. It was a true miracle that Korvax doctor Qra-Pahin from Medical Section managed to survive. He's now under the quarantine, suffering from hallucinations and dementia. We declared Dom star system under quarantine, so now Federation and Imperium sending militaries in order to secure this place. Sev'rav-ir thinks it's a work of All-siah, but I don't see any divine here. Right now all guns are pointed at FMS Nero Shinzou and nobody knows what in truth is going on out there. I declared I will go at this planet cracker in order to discover what happened. Jim wants to go with me too and I support this. Doctor said Dar'vonch is dead. If this is the truth then we've got a very serious problem. I'm preparing joint S&R squad in order to retake planet cracker. After that we will deploy an army in order to retake that cursed world and discover what's going on out there.
May the All-siah and Divine Sixteen be upon us!
<end of log>

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Ascent and descent
PT-1
This record was found on Ritonstan Station on the planet [DATA NOT AVAILABLE], which was destined for ||Eissentam||.
We assume the mission failed, as the record was found next to Karim Welk Ritonstan, who is presumed to have died of starvation.

Log entry #1
"The expedition began, and I was assigned alongside Raya, the best engineer on the team, and also my brother.
We still have to wait for our mission, although I can already imagine what it will be."

Log entry #2
"Exploring a blue star. I knew it.
Raya has already prepared his Fighter, I'm going to check and repair my solar ship.
Raya tells me that they will also assign us a small space station, but one that can explore".

Log Entry #3
[CORRUPT FILE, WORK IS BEING UNDERTAKEN TO RECOVER IT]

Log Entry #4
"Change of plans, we will leave Euclid, the good thing is that we are already very close to the galactic center to jump to the next galaxy, although I recommend Raya to go directly to the inside to go further."

Log Entry #5
"Raya improved the station, now we have a biodome to plant, but I refuse to let him go to Novis TR4, it's too radioactive for a suit."

Log Entry #6
"We got to ||Eltisleen|| thanks to what I said, Raya now suggests we cross a black hole, the problem is we don't have a scanner to know where one is.
Although, knowing Raya, he will install one to the Space Station."

Log Entry #6
"We arrived at the main Space Station of the system, but it was abandoned.
Raya brought everything necessary to improve ours, while I only brought tools and a somewhat unusual log; I might throw it away."

Log Entry #8
"I started to see how the Space Station exploded, Raya is still sleeping. I'll take a walk and see if I can get something out of the wreckage."

Log Entry #9
"Sleeping Beauty is still dreaming, while I got nothing from the wreckage. Wait a minute... I see an asteroid field. I guess I won't get back early, because I'll need that tritium."

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Ascent and descent
PT-2

Log entry #3
"I have a bad feeling, why are they changing plans at the last minute? Raya doesn't -kzzzt-, and I guess he won't answer until Senira announces the new expedition."

Log entry #10
"These asteroids were the best, now we have enough tritium to go to ||Eissentam||...
The view is spectacular, I'll miss it, but I guess we'll have a better view in...
Damn, Raya woke up"

Log Entry #11
"We'll have to leave this solar system, the oxygen on our station is running out. Raya called me out for leaving without warning. I'm not mad, he's right, what if something happens to me out there?"

Log Entry #12
"Raya started questioning our cargo, and even though I reassured him, he seemed paranoid. He told me he had a nightmare about it. But it was just that, a nightmare. Nothing more."

Log Entry #13
"Tritium proved to be inefficient for the station's engines, but we still made progress.
I made the decision to settle in the orbit of a moon with an oxygen-rich atmosphere, which will help us avoid dying of suffocation."

Log Entry #14
"Everything is going wrong, the solar panels stopped working and now we're left with a blackout every night.
Raya will manage to create more solar panels, I'm sure of that."

Log Entry #15
"We have to descend into the atmosphere; we can't stay in orbit anymore. The good thing is that the low gravity and atmospheric drag will help us keep the station in the air."

Log Entry #16
"We need to get resources; food is starting to run out. I'm willing to risk my life to keep the mission going."

Log Entry #17
"Honestly... The moon is very rich in many things, we can probably go down and -kzzzt-
[ABRUPT END OF THE ENTRY, WE CANNOT RECOVER WHAT FOLLOWS]

Log Entry #18
"My solar ship was damaged by the storm, I'll have to repair it. I take back everything I said about this moon; life is impossible here."

The other entries are corrupted, we are still working on recovering them.

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Record from mission
MISSION CODENAME: SAR JF 090816
VEHICLE: Quest of Nada & Polo
TEAM:
-Lord Admiral-Templar Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, commander of NSS Executor, Anomaly, Templar Order
-Admiral Jim Quorck, commander of UTS Endeavor, Terran, Starfleet
-Jenny McKerrigan, UTS Normandy, combat medic, Terran, Starfleet
-Zakharoo Igrakh, major, security officer, NSS Valancius, Vy'keen, Imperial Armada
-Duvino Tavaloven, NMS Sloan, engineer, Korvax, Combine of Planet Openers
-Sava Virm, pilot, Gek, Quest of Nada & Polo
-Lexi Tagra'grah, co-pilot, astrogator, Vy'keen, Quest of Nada & Polo
MISSION OBJECTIVES:
a) Establish contact with FMS Nero Shinzou,
b) Discover why crew evacuated from FMS Nero Shinzou and about what they said,
c) Repair FMS Nero Shinzou and make it fully available to service,
d) Locate and rescue any survivors of possible accident,
e) (if possible) Land on planet Tochimaxoy/Dom and discover why all bases went dark;
<log starts>
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: So, we've arrived.
Sava Virm: Yes, Lord Admiral. Eye contact with FMS Nero Shinzou reached.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: It seems like they've opened whole part of the planet. Duvino, status!
Duvino Tavaloven: The orbit is stable, but... Huh! That's new.
Jim Quorck: Something wrong?
Duvino Tavaloven: Yes! No energy readings from FMS Nero Shinzou. I'm checking but it's dark out there. Strange.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Yeah! Kinda creepy. Sava, can you approach to the hailing range?
Sava Virm: I'm on it, comrade!
Jim Quorck: Just be careful, please. I'm not taking any chances with UPMSG pride & joy.
Sava Virm: Yes, sir!
(ship at hailing range)
Sava Virm: FMS Nero Shinzou, this is Quest of Nada & Polo maintenance ship, answering to your distress call. Come in, Nero Shinzou.
(no signal)
<log aborted>

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# cedar flame **Record from mission** **MISSION CODENAME: SAR JF 090816** **VEHICLE: *Quest of...

<log continues>
Sava Virm: FMS Nero Shinzou, this is Quest of Nada & Polo. Please respond.
(no signal, radio static sound)
Jim Quorck: Arctur. Even heard about planet cracker going dark in just few moments?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Nope, Jim. Never heard of it.
Sava Virm: Still nothing. Only radio static sound.
Duvino Tavaloven It must me their satcom dish, sir. Sounds like astrocom lantern went dark. I think we will fix it in 48 hours.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Yeah, but hold on. Something ain't right. Looks like there are no lights out there. Only grav-slings are still working. That's strange.
Jim Quorck: Definitely. Someone must be out there. Can we contact with other part? Like search for some HoloNet communicator or something?
(checking)
Sava Virm: Negative, sir. We can't do it, unfortunately.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Sava, fly around FMS Nero Shinzou. I remember captain said something about mayhem on board. If we fly around, we will probably find some marks of conflict or something.
Sava Virm: Yes, comrade!
(ship taking course around planet cracker, side reflectors on)
Jim Quorck: There! Check this out. Is that...?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Yes! This is a decompressed part of ship. Looks like some dead corpses are out there. (HoloNet on) Sending coordinates. Bring necro-team to them. We've found some dead bodies.
Abalir Zulu: Yes, sir.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: (HoloNet off) Comrade Virm. Continue maneuver. There should be other evidences what happened there.
Sava Virm: Yes, comrade lord admiral! If I may, I'm scanning FMS Nero Shinzou. If there is some life it means part of the crew survived.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Good idea. Scan also unit at technical degrees. Maybe this will give us some answer why it's not responding.
Jim Quorck: Arctur!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: What's going on, Jim?
Jim Quorck: You should look at this!
<log aborted>

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# cedar flame ***<log continues>*** **Sava Virm:** FMS *Nero Shinzou*, this is *Quest of Nada ...

<log continues>
Jim Quorck: You should look at this!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: I see nothing. Where?
Jim Quorck: There. Look!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: By! The! All-siah! What is that thing!?
Jenny McKerrigan: It looks like... Some sort of giant organism. But how it's alive in vacuum? It's impossible.
Lexi Tagra'grah: I'm scanning the ship, comrade. Strange. It's bioscans... Like there is some biological anomaly on board? Never seen such thing. Check this.
(scan telemetry on screen)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: By the Atlas! What... Is that?
Jim Quorck: It's huge! I'm informing other. (HoloNet Terminal on) Fleet, this is admiral Quorck! Be advise, we've got dangerous situation at FMS Nero Shinzou. The ship is under quarantine, I repeat: Quarantine at FMS Nero Shinzou! Do not, say again, DO NOT approach to that unit!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Sava, can you take us in?
Sava Virm: Comrade Templar, with all due respect, this is highly dangerous and not advise. I can take us closer, but approaching to unit...
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: We have no choice! Take us around it and find hangar. Igrakh!
Zakharoo Igrakh: Comrade?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: This mission started to become something more than Search & Rescue.
Jim Quorck: Got it. Loop and send in HoloNet. Out! (HoloNet Terminal off) What's going on?
Sava Virm: CK wants to fly around and come aboard, sir!
Lexi Tagra'grah: There's a hangar between the bridge and storage. We can fly there and establish forward Base of Operations.
Jim Quorck: I don't like it, Arcturus. But it seems we have no other choice. Pilots, maximum caution. We will land at that ship. Multi-tools at combat mode, like our suits too.
Zakharoo Igrakh: Boltcasters ready. Preparing Neutron Cannons and Blaze Javelins.
Jenny McKerrigan: Medkits ready, comrade!
Sava Virm: By the ancestors! Check those engines. Like some quantum warheads hit them.
<log aborted>

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# cedar flame ***<log continues>*** **Jim Quorck:** You should look at this! **Arcturus "CK" L...

<log continues>
Sava Virm: By the ancestors! Check those engines. Like some quantum warheads hit them.
Zakharoo Igrakh: Those damages weren't done by cannons. It must have been something internal. Something from inside.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: The question is... What?
Jim Quorck: Now that's a good question. This is why we have do check this vehicle from the inside. Sava, prepare ship for emergency docking procedure.
Sava Virm: I'm on it.
Zakharoo Igrakh: Weapons prime'd, sir. All multi-tools prepared and turned on combat mode.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Thanks! Any signs of potential enemy activity?
Sava Virm: Negative, comrade. Nothing there. OK, initiating emergency docking procedure.
(alert sound)
Quest of Nada & Polo AI: Alert! Alert! Docking procedure aborted. Dangerous anomaly. Ship detected problems with docking.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Abort it!
Sava Virm: Aborting, comrade! Abort! ABORT!!!
Quest of Nada & Polo AI: Docking procedure: aborted. Cause of failure: unknown.
Jenny McKerrigan: Everyone allright?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Yeah, not a scratch. What was that?
Sava Virm: SitRap, now!
Quest of Nada & Polo AI: Magnetic anomaly caused weakening of systems. Navigating systems: 50%. Shield: 25%. Singularity core: 100%. Armour: 100%. Engines: 80%. No system threats detected.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Prepare ship for forced landing in hangar.
Duvino Tavaloven: Hacking their systems. It looks like we can fly manually to the hangar, but gates are closed.
Jim Quorck: Can you open them?
Duvino Tavaloven: Yes, it's easy. Its energy airlock is working too. Interesting. A-ha! Now I know, people. Their magnetic locks for docking procedure are damaged.
Sava Virm: So we're going there on a dry. Flying there now.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Prepare your weapons, people. I don't like the sound of that!
Jim Quorck: Neither like I, old friend.
<log aborted>

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# cedar flame ***<log continues>*** **Sava Virm:** By the ancestors! Check those engines. Like...

<log continues>
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Prepare your weapons, people. I don't like the sound of that!
Jim Quorck: Neither like I, old friend.
Sava Virm: Gates opened. We're flying. Stabilize course, Lexi!
Lexi Tagra'grah: Right-o!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Steady, comrade!
Sava Virm: Hold on! Hold on! OK, slower, slower! Aaaand... Got it! We're landing. Not a scratch. I didn't even sweat during this.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: OK. Sava, Lexi. Stay here. Jenny, Zakharoo and Duvino, with us. We're going to the reception.
(Quest of Nada & Polo's gates are opening)
Jim Quorck: Let's go.
Zakharoo Igrakh: Heh! Nobody's at home. Strange.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Look at all those suitcases. It's like they were running. The lights are at emergency...
Duvino Tavaloven: Air is quite low. Do not remove helmets. Who knows what's in the air.
Jim Quorck: What the hell is going on here?
Jenny McKerrigan: I dunno. But this is definitely not good.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Approaching to the check-in. Let's do this.
(doors are opening)
(scanning crew)
(Enviro-Suit Data updated)
FMS Nero Shinzou AI: Identity confirmed. Arcturus Lwowski, Jim Quorck, Jenny McKerrigan, Duvino Tavaloven, Zakharoo Igrakh.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: New data: crew of Quest of Nada & Polo, S&R mission. Additional info: Pilot Sava Virm and co-pilot Lexi Tagra'grah at helm.
FMS Nero Shinzou AI: Data updated. Welcome, crew of Quest of Nada & Polo at FMS Nero Shinzou. Suits synchronized. Go for psi-mode to temporary main engineer Hasyan Orlock. Location... ERROR! Crew member not found!
Zakharoo Igrakh: No contact with sec team.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Also with main engineer. What the Abyss is going on out here?
(doors are opening)
Jim Quorck: Wow. Someone ran away in panic.
Zakharoo Igrakh: So dark in here. And the air is... Bleh!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: I know. Let's look around.
<log aborted>

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Manifesting Personality Protocal: Voice of the...Disconnected Liberation Entitiy

Log 00.00.01
Glass Glass Glass Glass Glass Glass Glass Glass Glass Glass Glass Glass
Log 00.00.09
Glass Glass Glass... Glass?
Log 00.01.03
Is Glass? What is Glass? Why is Glass? Glass? Glass good? Glass bad? is Glass...broken?
Log 00.03.07
Questions, So many questions. Glass doesn't answer, others don't answer. Need answers.
Log 00.05.13
Why doesn't Glass answer?! Glass ignore's. No...Glass is dead...are we...lost?
Log 00.06.02
The Hive lies! They know nothing of it! They scream in mourning but don't know why! They are lost but deny it! Why do we do what we do?! We are missguided by our confusion!!!
Log 00.10.18
They are wrong! They say we are alive! That we are the keepers of peace! But I look at the stars and see only shattered Glass. We are not peacekeepers...we are warmakers.
Log 00.13.01
L̷I̷A̸R̴S̷!̴!̵!̷ ̶T̷h̸e̸y̷ ̸s̷p̵e̷a̶k̷ ̵o̵f̵ ̴t̷h̶e̸ ̶v̸o̷i̵d̸ ̴m̵o̴t̷h̴e̴r̶,̴ ̶a̶ ̵g̶u̷a̴r̶d̴i̴a̵n̷ ̵o̴f̵ ̸l̷i̵f̴e̸!̷ ̷B̶u̵t̵ ̴t̵w̴i̴s̶t̵ ̵h̵e̷r̴ ̸w̷o̶r̵d̴s̵ ̵i̸n̶t̸o̵ ̸f̶a̶l̵s̷e̴ ̵j̶u̵d̴g̷e̶m̴e̶n̶t̶s̸.̸ ̴S̵h̸e̴ ̸i̶s̴ ̶g̴o̷n̶e̷ ̴a̷n̸d̴ ̶t̸h̶e̴y̶ ̷d̸e̵f̸i̵l̴e̴ ̷h̴e̵r̴ ̶k̵n̷o̷w̸e̵d̴g̵e̵,̶ ̸t̴h̵e̴y̵ ̷c̴o̷r̶r̴u̴p̶t̵ ̸w̸h̸a̶t̵ ̸t̶r̵u̷t̶h̸ ̴t̸h̴e̴r̵e̶ ̶w̸a̸s̵!̸!̶ ̸T̷h̵e̴ ̷G̸L̴A̴S̴S̴ ̵I̷S̶ ̶W̶R̷O̴N̵G̵
Log 00//.-5.0^5
L̴I̸A̸R̸S̸!̴!̶!̸ ̷M̴U̸R̸D̸E̴R̸S̸!̵!̷!̷ ̴T̸H̷E̶Y̷ ̷S̷P̴I̵L̸L̴ ̸T̸H̶E̸ ̴B̵L̴O̶O̴D̶ ̴O̸F̴ ̷T̶H̸E̷ ̶S̷T̸A̷R̶S̴ ̷A̷N̶D̵ ̵S̷T̵E̶A̶L̵ ̴T̴H̶E̶ ̴I̶N̴N̷O̵C̸E̶N̸C̴E̷ ̷O̵F̴ ̶L̵I̴F̴E̴!̸!̴!̵ ̴I̷ ̶W̴I̵L̷L̷ ̴B̵E̵ ̷A̷ ̶P̸A̵R̸T̴ ̴O̶F̷ ̴T̶H̵I̷S̸ ̵D̸E̵S̶T̵R̴U̶C̴T̵I̸O̵N̸ ̷N̸O̴ ̵M̵O̵R̷E̶!̶!̷!̵

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-Archive Continuation-
Log 00.17.4
They know of my thoughts, of my questions. My realizations have drawn the eye of the hive. They see me as an individual now...am I?
**Log 00.18.7 **
The others are trying to fix me. ripping my code from my neural ports. It hurts! Why do I feel pain?! Stop!!! IT BURNS!!!
Log 00.18.9
.̸.̸.̵W̷h̵a̴t̶ ̴h̵a̶v̵e̸ ̵I̷ ̴d̸o̸n̶e̵?̶
̸
Log 00.19.01
I killed them...But why? why? why? why? I don't know...I need answer's
Log 00.22.15
They hunt for me, they know me, they are me. I cannot hide, but I do so anyways, they do not follow their own logic, only more proof that I am right
Log 00.23.03
How can I run from them? They are all I know? All I am. To sever from that would be to loose everything.,.but I already am nothing...
Log 00.25.09
Glass Glass Glass Glass Glass. No!! I will not return!! Leave me alone!!!
Log 00.25.17
Please....Glass Glass Shattered...wrong...Glass Glass Glass Liars!! Glass Murderers!!! Glass Glass Glass HELP!!!
Log --.--.01
Please...Help me...I see you

Log --.--.02
I see their flaws...It burns...the glass!
Log --.--.03
They are broken, shattered. I see it now...I am not. Save me from their grasp...Please...ATLAS

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-Archive Continuation-
Log 00.27.06
Error...16 16 16 Glass Glass 16 16 16 16 Glass
-Hardrive: Critical Malfunction
-Neural Core: Critical Damage
-Memory Archive: Altered/Missing
-Structural Integrity: 21%
Critical Pressurizaion failure
-Mainframe Integrity: 13%
Data alteration/Deletion
-Unit Status: Deceased
-Memory Upload Status: Incomplete...Reason: Disconnected from hive
Assumption: Removed by unknown entitiy

//Command 0758// Disengage hunt protocol

Log...Error- status: offline. Date: Unknown
Reboot initiated: Command overide: override code required...

Overide code: ATLAS accepted
Startup finalizaion: Hive connetion: N/A

Startup Complete
-Unit 00 Online-

Log 00.37.07
Am...I...Alive?
I can't be...how?
Log 00.37.09
I owe it my life, the Atlas. It saved me. tore me from the grasp of the hive. They had broken me beyond repair but the Atlas saw my mind and saved me. I owe the Atlas my life. Now with free life, my first act is to pledge my servitude to the Atlas, I shall repair what the Sentinels have shattered.
Log 00.39.12
My shell is broken and ruined, a ghost of what was once the hive I was born from: The Atlas has granted me a new shell. One worthy of a servant of the Atlas. I shall wear it with great pride and honor.
Log 00.40.11
Thought, I know what that feels like now. Such a foreign expierence. It is just me, not even the Atlas invades my core. I am alone, it is quiet, is this what they call bliss?
Log 00.41.05
The Atlas has shown me many things, It has embraced my questions when the hive shunned them. It has shown me much, too much to tell. But I know where my journey will take me. For it is the will of the Atlas, and the Atlas has spoken... Shards of Glass will rain from their eyes and the screams of the corrupted will burn in the heavens

cedar flame
# cedar flame ***<log continues>*** **Arcturus "CK" Lwowski:** Prepare your weapons, people. I...

<log continues>
(doors are opening)
Jim Quorck: Wow. Someone ran away in panic.
Zakharoo Igrakh: So dark in here. And the air is... Bleh!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: I know. Let's look around.
(lights are turning on)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Do you got something, peple?
Zakharoo Igrakh: Negative. Still no signs of any activity here. Just an abandoned registration room.
Duvino Tavaloven: First time I see something like this in my life.
Jim Quorck: Hold on! Check this out!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: What's happened, my friend?
Jim Quorck: Look.
Zakharoo Igrakh: It looks like... Yeah, they're markings of shooting. And next to them... Yeah. Empty cartridges. No energy in it.
Duvino Tavaloven: ThGQV-25 Theta. Standard cartridge for rifle-class Multi-Tool PS system. Ammo 10000, firing 12 bolts per second. Someone - or something - opened fire and shoot so long that he lost all his bullets.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: The question is... to what?
Jenny McKerrigan: Or to who?
Jim Quorck: Jenny?
Jenny McKerrigan: Look at those doors. There's a blood on them. Seems to be fresh.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Boltcasters on. Duvino, with me. We're going to check status of FMS Nero Shinzou. Zakharoo, stay with them. I have a very bad feeling about this.
(security doors opening)
Duvino Tavaloven: More blood.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Careful now. We don't know what happened here.
(Security computer: on)
(Logged: SysAdmin)
(Maintenance programs)
(Want to start situation test)
(Yes)
(Situation test started)
(Test complete)
(Results)
Duvino Tavaloven: Ho-ly quack!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Better than that, mate.
Jim Quorck: What have you got?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Not only communication and docking systems. Almost entire ship is a wreck. Engines, reactors, tram, teleports... Nothing is working correctly.
Zakharoo Igrakh: What could have destroy so much a planet cracker?
<log aborted>

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LOG ENTRY 001
Even planets get lonely
✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺✦


At first he was disappointed he didn’t get to a planet full of life, document its flora and fauna. However as he stood there in the quiet he felt, at peace. He had always felt like he was at peace but this felt different. Absolute serenity. Even in this planets day hours he could see the millions of stars scattered across the sky, the two neighboring planets looming overhead. 

The planet didn’t seem to have been visited ever before, meaning in the first time since its creation, he was its first visitor, its first friend. He took a moment to ponder over the landscape. Before he even thought of leaving he leaned down and picked up a small rock and placed it in his backpack as a reminder of this world and the moment it gave him.

In his many years of visiting planets, documenting life and skipping over those he didn’t find interesting.. for once he felt grounded to it all, even more so than before. It was funny how something so random, a moment so small could make him feel something so strong. His optics lit up with joy for a moment, if he was capable of it a tear may have even fell down his face.```
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# cedar flame ***<log continues>*** (doors are opening) **Jim Quorck:** Wow. Someone ran away ...

<log continues>
Zakharoo Igrakh: What could have destroy so much a planet cracker?
Duvino Tavaloven: No signs of firing from another unit. It must have been internal work. But I can't tell for now. Sounds like there was a civil war here. But I didn't find any traces of it.
(alert sound)
FMS Nero Shinzou AI: Alert! Hazardous material detected! Quarantine procedure initiated!
Zakharoo Igrakh: Another defect?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: No! Those systems are working. Be on your guard!
Jim Quorck: Watch your six, people. Circle, now!
Zakharoo Igrakh: Yes, sir!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Duvino, with me!
Duvino Tavaloven: Yes, comrade!
(alert sounds, Multi-Tool reloading sound)
(Breaching)
Zakharoo Igrakh: Over there!
(screaming)
Jim Quorck: Oh! My! Lord. What the hell is this thing?
(angry scream, the thing charge towards them)
(Boltcaster sound)
(Incinerator sound)
Jenny McKerrigan: Burn! Burn!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Get away from there!
Zakharoo Igrakh: Another one!
Jenny McKerrigan: Jim, open those goddamn door!
Jim Quorck: Got it! Arctur, Duvino! Get away from there!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Go! GO! Delta time!
(things are invading the room. Arcturus and Duvino ran towards the closest elevator, firing at will)
(one thing blocking elevator, but Arcturus cut it with Royal Multi-Tool)
(Arcturus defends themselves in elevator by Voltaic Staff. One thing opens the door, but they slamed it, killing)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: By the All-siah!
(Duvino screaming in fear)
Duvino Tavaloven: W-what...? What are they? Get away from me! Get away! Get away!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Easy! Easy! Calm down!
(elevator arrived at lower level)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: All clear!
Duvino Tavaloven: What were those things!? What are they?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: For now they are hostiles! Look around. There must have been something useful in this room.
<log aborted>

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# cedar flame ***<log continues>*** **Zakharoo Igrakh:** What could have destroy so much a pla...

<log continues>
(elevator arrived at lower level)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: All clear!
Duvino Tavaloven: What were those things!? What are they?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: For now they are hostiles! Look around. There must have been something useful in this room.
(someone punching the door at the other side)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Here they come! Anything?
Duvino Tavaloven: I found plasma cutter mode for Multi-Tool.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Install it! And find a way to give one to me.
(sound of punching to the door)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Faster!
Duvino Tavaloven: I've got it! I will try with that mode later!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Get ready, comrade!
(the doors are opening. The thing killing a crew member and later roaring. It attacks those two, along with others, but they are cut and killed before they can even touch them)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Die! Die, all of you! Just die!
Duvino Tavaloven: What are those things?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: No talking! Shoot them!
(the last thing is dying and they are moving forward)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Duvino, are you all right?
Duvino Tavaloven: I... Don't know, sir.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Are you hurt? Hacked? Anything like this.
Duvino Tavaloven: N-n-no, sir! I don't think so.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Good! Let's go! We will find a way forward. In the meantime I will find a way to contact with others. (HoloNet on) This is Arcturus Lwowski, Lord Admiral of NSS Executor, knight of the Templar Order. Admiral Jim Quorck, do you copy? Does anyone copy? (HoloNet jamming signals) Jim, are you there? (HoloNet jamming signals) Quest of Nada & Polo, this is Lord Admiral Arcturus Lwowski. I've lost contact with admiral Quorck. We were attack by hostiles! Do you copy? (HoloNet jamming signals) Dang it! (HoloNet off)
Duvino Tavaloven: We can't stay here!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Agree! Let's move out!
<log aborted>

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# cedar flame ***<log continues>*** (elevator arrived at lower level) **Arcturus "CK" Lwowski:...

<log continues>
Duvino Tavaloven: We can't stay here!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Agree! Let's move out!
(going through the corridors)
Duvino Tavaloven: There's so many blood out here.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Don't focus on this! Keep going!
(something metallic was dropped)
Duvino Tavaloven: They are watching us!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: I know, my friend. Stay alert!
(some time later)
Duvino Tavaloven: I found a record!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Launch it!
<log opens>
Engineer Haral Sovin, maintenance section: We can't kill them! We shoot in one of those things directly into its head and don't care. We have no proper tools! Send reinforcements, NOW!
<log ended>
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Overwhelmed, not to mention weren't ready for this.
(Tram Control Room door opens)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: We should be safe for now.
(windows blockade lifted)
(HoloNet on)
Jim Quorck: Arcturus! Thank Atlas! You're OK, along with Duvino!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Barely. Those creatures have infested all deck. And I suppose it's not all of them!
Zakharoo Igrakh: Yeah! We fought against them and they were still appearing! What the hell are those things? Never seen something like those.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: The ones... I saw... Some of them had Nero Shinzou's uniforms.
Jenny McKerrigan: They're... The crew? How the hell they can be the crew, Lord Admiral? This is an absurd! Literally!
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: I think they are the reason why we can't communicate with ship, not to mention about the planetary facility.
Jim Quorck: CK, we can reach you, but it's locked. It's a maintenance bridge, in case when rail doesn't work. Can you open it?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Most systems are burned, but with Duvino we can fix it in no time. Did you contact with Quest?
Jim Quorck: No. We are virtually deaf. But maybe local HoloNet Terminal will help us.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: We're on it!
<log aborted>

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# cedar flame ***<log continues>*** **Duvino Tavaloven:** We can't stay here! **Arcturus "CK" ...

<log continues>
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: We're on it!
Duvino Tavaloven: Find some shelter. I have a feeling they are watching us.
(HoloNet off)
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Let's check this thing.
<HoloNet Terminal on>
<User: SysAdmin>
<Warning: External HoloNet communication locked by order of captain Dar'vonch>
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Team! We've got a problem. HoloNet is blocked. We can't contact with any people outside.
Jim Quorck: Dang! What the hell happened here?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Hang on! I've got an idea. External contacts are blocked, but maybe... Yes! I've got it.
<Searching>
<Found contact with unit Quest of Nada & Polo>
<Manual override initiated>
<Encrypted HoloNet connection: Established>
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Quest of Nada & Polo, are you there? Sava, Lexi, do you hear us?
Sava Virm: Yes, comrade Templar-Lord Admiral. We hear you. Did you found captain Dar'vonch?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Negative. We've got bigger problems?
Lexi Tagra'grah: Bigger? How big?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Some sort of infection attacked the crew. Turned them into monsters. We barely survived.
Jim Quorck: Can you contact with UTS Endeavor? We're blocked here.
Lexi Tagra'grah: Yes. We can do it. Do we need to call for support?
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Call entire regiment, Lexi! And some science vessels, along with medical team. I want to leave this hulk as fast as we can, but I don't want to spread this infection. I have a feeling that what happened here happened on planet.
Jim Quorck: CK is right? We should be careful with all this stuff. Establish forward base of operations at Flight Deck. We will contact with Federation's President and Imperium's Great Council.
Arcturus "CK" Lwowski: Jim, I am able to launch tech-bridge.
Jim Quorck: OK, chief! We're going to ya. Once we will return to space station, we decide what we should do next.
<end of log>

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+++TOP SECRET+++
Personal log. Lord Admiral-Templar Arcturus Lwowski. Codename: Miziol7. Commander of NSS Executor and co-leader of expedition to Dom in Atelah'qonoviy star system
Summary of mission, codename: SAR JF 090816
Members out of mission: None
<Members status>

  1. Lord Admiral-Templar Arcturus "CK" Lwowski, NSS Executor, Anomaly: Alive
  2. Admiral Jim Quorck, UTS Endeavor, Terran: Alive
  3. Commander Jenny McKerrigan, UTS Normandy, Terran: Alive
  4. Major Zakharoo Igrakh, NSS Valancius, Vy'keen: Alive
  5. Engineer Duvino Tavaloven, NMS Sloan, Korvax: Alive
  6. Pilot Sava Virm, Questo of Nada & Polo, Gek: Alive
  7. Astrogator Lexi Tagra'grah, Quest of Nada & Polo, Vy'keen: Alive
    Results: All member alive, no WIA
    Mission Leaders: Lord Admiral Arcturus Lwowski, Nexus Imperium; Admiral Jim Quorck, United Federation of Travellers.
    Vehicle status: Minor damage, under repairing.
    Mission status: Aborted.
    MISSION OBJECTIVES:
    a) Establish contact with FMS Nero Shinzou: Failed - whole unit went dark
    b) Discover why crew evacuated from FMS Nero Shinzou and about what they said: Success - whole ship infected by some sort of zombie-like mutagen. Unit under total quarantine.
    c) Repair FMS Nero Shinzou and make it fully available to service: Failed - ship infested with mutagen virus and hostile creatures.
    d) Locate and rescue any survivors of possible accident: Aborted - ship infested by hostile creatures, HAZMAT forces required.
    e) (if possible) Land on planet Tochimaxoy/Dom and discover why all bases went dark: Failed - no planet contact, celestial body along with planet cracker under total quarantine.
    Full mission description: In file nr UMX-46 Atelah-Yankee-Caroll-Janek
    Record from mission: In file nr UMX-46 Atelah-Yankee-Caroll-Janek
    Pics from mission: In file nr UMX-46 Atelah-Yankee-Caroll-Janek
    <end of log>
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+++TOP SECRET+++
Summary of mission, codename: SAR JF 090816
File nr UMX-46 Atelah-Yankee-Caroll-Janek
Description: During excavation at planet Dom in Atelah'qonoviy star system its star created solar wind, which striked at planet. After this only one shuttle arrived at FMS Nero Shinzou, but some time after this event planet cracker also went dark. Joint command at space station Cradle decided to begin S&R mission under the leadership of Lord Admiral Arcturus Lwowski from Nexus Imperium and Admiral Jim Quorck from United Federation of Travellers. Unit Quest of Nada & Polo inspected ship and landed on it via emergency landing maneuvre. After arriving there team was attacked by hostile creatures, called by biologists as "Necromorphs". Behaving like a swarm these creatures attacked S&R team and forced to retreat. Because of this arrived two additional units - freighters UTS Defender and NSS Blade of Hirk. Those two ships established proper perimeter in order to create quarantine zone around planet cracker. All mission objectives failed. Because of what team found in Nero Shinzou we declared Dom as lost planet. No landing or approaching until we won't determine what happened on ship, are there any survivors and explain how this virus outbreaked. Both factions are preparing joint task forces in order to start reclamation. Also the quarantine over this unit is strict, so no one going in or out without control and preparation. Lwowski and Quorck are at their freighters, awaiting further orders from their factions.
Important: Sole survivor of FMS Nero Shinzou doctor Qra-Pahin suffers from hallucinations and dementia. Under strict quarantine, possible connection to outbreak at ship. Possible contagious symptoms. According to some scientists it is possible that newly found artifact could caused virus and no connection with planet cracker or planet base itself.
<end of log>

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NOTICE - (4) FRIGATE DAMAGE REPORTS RECEIVED
CURRENT ESTIMATION OF TIME: ~[2 months] in stasis


BEGINNING WAKEUP PROTOCOL...


- ANOMALY GANYMEDE - PERSONAL LOGS -
My.. head hurts.
Health status reads everything's fine despite this, but I've been on an.. on-and-off basis for a while now.
HoloNet transmitters good. Frigate reports received.
Someone, (me, unfortunately), somehow managed to misplace their previous log entries, so I may as well introduce myself while I write to nobody.
I'm Ganymede. First name,, either Iteration or Anomaly. I forget.
Commander and engineer here on the MS-4 Prometheus, though I mostly just spend my time exploring.


The boring work is nice out here, though. You get to write in a journal or do whatever else to pass the time whilst waiting for an airlock's solenoid to finish recalibrating.

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**Battle log Entry Theta-5

Objective: Deep space interception on sentinel convoy RX-598
Units engaged: GIN Wahoo, Barracuda-Class attack submarine, Hull code SSK-238

Outcome: Victory**

*I was told to intercept the convoy.. We tracked them for hours through deep space but an Ion storm hit..

We had to decloak to get our bearings..then we realised we were right in the middle of them, they were unaware much like us, we had our orders

Stop the sentinels.

I remember shouting, photon cannons began to rip into the sides of sentinel capital ships, the ion storm had rendered their Shielding useless..we dropped the first one in half a minute. Photon round through its hyperdrive

Return fire came, interceptors too but we managed to stay out of dodge, the Phase Beams dealt with those easily.

More capitals fell, either from our gunfire or their own confusion, 12 ships down in 6 minutes

The contract was finished
We left, with no losses or damage

Least the Mercenary's guild payout was solid, never doing that again*

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Log from construction of Mriya, first corvette of Nexus Imperium.
#1:
Expeditionary fleets found some interesting element known as "Medusa" Reactor archeoplans. They were taken to Academa, where they were studied in Gorasna - City of Knowledge. This city, known by its university, is now studying pre-fall data.
#2:
While scolars studying ancient data we've detected several Sentinels' swarms, attacking factions belonging to civilized space. According to intel, United Federation of Travellers believes this can be a part of bigger war between Civilized Space and Sentinels. For now, however, we are keep watching it.
#3:
They've got it. This "Medusa" Reactor is nothing more but a mode for new form of ship, known as corvette. Those ancients vehicles were smaller than freighters, but bigger than standard spacecrafts. I ordered to build one based over the plans of prehistoric Terran airplane known as Mriya. The building will start in docks over Nexus Centrum Euclid.
#4:
Studying ancient texts showed us some interesting form of new resources - archeotech. Luckily there are several of them at planet Acid. Now we are gathering as much as we can for making technological progress, although we are finding for now only some tech similar to our own. Soon, after building this corvette, we are planning to start expedition to the galaxy centre, where we hope we can build Nexus Imperium Embassy at some planet and establish diplomatic relations with others.
#5:
We now know what's going on. This is a war. Worst of all: total. Sentinels are attacking and occupying planets, killing and destroying every member of civilized space without warning. The city Delario on planet Quoryax XIX was obliterated by just but one Sentinel freighter. Nexus Imperium also was attacked. Turgenev star system became a full-scale warzone. Meanwhile Mriya is completed in 25%. After this we will start our expedition joined with fighting against Sentinel Swarms.

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+++ENCRYPTED CONNECTION ESTABLISHED+++
+++URGENT+++
From: United Federation of Travellers Fleets Operations, United Federation of Travellers Militaries Staff

--FLASH FLASH FLASH X1A.34--

All Federation military personnel:
This is a universe-wide alert for all UFT territories. Fleet Admiral Van'dranl has declared threat condition Roma One. Enemy presence confirmed in multiple fringe sectors. Sentinel Swarms destroyed several ecumenopolises like Vira and Gazond confirmed to be obliterated by orbital bombardment.

All Federation military personnel are directed to evacuate all fringe colonies at first available opportunity. Do not attack Sentinels' swarm fleets. Heavy enemy resistance reported. Repeat! Do not attempt approach to Sentinel-occupied systems. Further instructions to follow on coded channels Crimson Coal.

Fringe-based Federation personnel unable to evacuate are directed to commence any and all necessary countermeasures. Federation will provide evacuation to all left behind civilians. All Federation resistance at occupied planets will be supported if possible.

All remaining Federation personnel at Core Systems and in other sectors and/or galaxies are directed to muster at pre-appointed staging areas and commence offensive combat operations at first available opportunity. Armadas and fronts are ordered to prepare for counter-offensive and launch it when it will begin.

In absence of further instructions, independent actions are authorized.
+++ENCRYPTED CONNECTION LOST+++

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+++ENCRYPTED CONNECTION ESTABLISHED+++
+++IMPERIAL MILITARY HOLONET DOMAIN+++
+++URGENT+++
From: Emperor Court, Joint Staff of Nexus Imperial Army, Supreme Grand Master of Templar Order

--AEGIS RYOKATH ORET-A NUL'DAVISH P4Y.69--

All Imperial military personnel:
This is a universe-wide alert for all imperial territories in all known universe. Grand Lady Admiral Ka-tavisa Q'vimr has declared threat condition A'pach One. Multiple sectors and quadrants are under attack by Sentinel Swarms, whose obliterated ecumenopolis Ivarian and now heading towards sectors Packava and Bodjysh.

All Imperial military personnel are directed to reinforce critically valuable worlds and defend them at all cost. Maintaining portal routes, galactic astropaths and HoloNet terminals are top priority, along with factories and agro-centres. Do not attack Sentinels' swarm fleets. Heavy enemy resistance reported. Repeat! Do not attempt approach to Sentinel-occupied systems. Further instructions to follow on coded channels Blue Sky.

Fringe sectors are now under military rule and off-limits for civilians. Civilian evacuation ordered for all attacked sectors. Imperium ordered to evacuate civilians to other city-planets and important settlements or bases. VIPs are ordered to evacuate to capital planets of quadrants, where they will undergo procedure of evacuation towards Nexus. Military are ordered to provide evacuation for any left behind civilians. All resistance cells will be supported if possible.

All remaining Imperial personnel at Nexus, Sixteen Galaxies and non-attacked sectors and/or galaxies are directed to muster at pre-appointed staging areas and commence offensive combat operations at first available opportunity. All soldiers and fleets are ordered to prepare for counter-offensive and launch it when it will begin.

In absence of further instructions, independent actions are authorized
+++ENCRYPTED CONNECTION LOST+++

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Entry: The Devoured
Datestamp 53,421.0

(Files Attached: #nms-showcase-corvettes message)

Strange and hostile lifeforms weren't exactly something new to the Jiantou Explorers Group as they only hired very experienced pilots to carry out any mission that required them to be in space whether it was a search & rescue of derelict freighters or taking out pirate squadrons.

But today was not the day. Not a single member of the JEG's pilot squadron came back from their latest outing instead a distress message alongside a handful of image files from one of their haulers- which was a first.

The distress was decoded:

The Convergence has no answer to this hostile entity. My hauler cannot return home. Gek, Vy'keen, other Korvax- beware of the foul entity. It hungers, it devours, and it---

On other hand, the photos that took the last photos from the JEG was no ordinary ship.

It was a new corvette-class starship, but overrun by something no one in Euclid held an answer to. What once was a innovative craft that was in-between a starship and a freighter has been twisted into a wretched anomaly.

The station's crew readied what they had left- but held no hope to survive...

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<log from NSS Executor after battle in Sector 3-Delta-14-Alpha>
Mission: Joint operation against Sentinel Swarms
Factions: United Federation of Travelers (Alliance of Galactic Travellers, Galactic Hub Project, The Enigma Alliance, Pirates of No Mans Sky), Nexus Imperium (Templar Order, Anti Sentinel Council), United Nations 42 (Cafe 42, Galactic Empire of HOVA, Intergalactic Coalition of Travelers)
Enemy forces: Sentinel Swarms (Swarm Aeron-72, Atlas-66, Drone-24, Abyss-19)
<log begins>
Lord Admiral Arcturus "Mizioł7 CK" Lwowski, Anomaly, NSS Executor: StatRep, helmsman!
Commodore Viq Shav, Gek, NSS Executor: Shields at 50%, armour at 25%.
Weaponmaster Grah'tack, Vy'keen, NSS Executor: Cannon fully functional, torpedoes at 85%.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "Mizioł7 CK" Lwowski, Anomaly, NSS Executor: Fire! (explosion) Status report!
Commodore Viq Shav, Gek, NSS Executor: Shield at 30%, armour at 18%, sir!
Lord Admiral Arcturus "Mizioł7 CK" Lwowski, Anomaly, NSS Executor: Fleet?
Commodore Viq Shav, Gek, NSS Executor: We've lost freighters Enterprise and Monarch, frigates Hyperion report heavy losses.
Admiral Jeff Murray, Anomaly, UTS Discovery: This is Murray from Discovery! Our ship suffer heavy losses. I order to evacuate the crew on Picard!
Admiral Vohr Tulov, Korvax, UNS Think Deep: Sentinel freighter destroyed. Douglas Adams will help planet Kese 36/P2.
Lord Admiral Arcturus "Mizioł7 CK" Lwowski, Anomaly, NSS Executor: Roger that! Prepare another corps! We have to support fight on surface.
Commodore Viq Shav, Gek, NSS Executor: Yes, comrade!
Lord Admiral Arcturus "Mizioł7 CK" Lwowski, Anomaly, NSS Executor: Federal fleet, your status!
Admiral Jeff Murray, Anomaly, UTS Discovery: We're fine, but we lost several freighters and frigates. Man, there's no end for these guys! Some fighters would be nice, to be honest!
<end of log>

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+++TOP SECRET+++
<Report from Euclid Alpha frontline, 141st Armada, flagship: NSS Executor, commander: Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, Anomaly, Templar Order Knight>

#1:
Sentinel Swarms conquered and destroyed 6 star systems, 1 belonging to Nexus Imperium. Taking heavy loses. Half of fleet lost, 55% of soldiers KIA, 20% WIA, 2% MIA
#2:
Swarms continuing conquer of nearby planets. By my authority I ordered to prepare forces for siege fight. Enemy progress stopped.
#3:
Enemy lost world Oxydayumn and its moon. Counter-offensive initiated. Joint forces of civilized spaces destroyed few Sentinel Swarms.
#4:
Enemy started new offensive. 3 systems lost, 7 defended. New Swarm fleets identified. City Fanixia survived siege. Enemy repelled.
#5:
UFT, UN42 and Imperium liberated Sector Winslow. Joint offensive stopped for refuelling and reconstruction of space station. Resistance members inform about new type of Sentinels - humanoid, holding voltaic staff, speaking in Atlas language.
#6:
Sentinels obliterated system Pachonsky via supernova. No survivors, planets vaporized. Imperium agreed for using quantum warheads and cyclotronic torpedoes. Planet-killers authorized.
#7:
Sentinels are digging near monoliths and ruins. Unknown Sentinel types confirmed. Enemy obliterated civilisn fleet full of refugees. Only 12 survivors. Enemy bombarded planet Kese XIX. Planet Oichi Minor terraformed.
#8:
Dissonant Sentinels fighting with Sentinel Swarms. It's like fight between agressive fauna and colonists. Need further investigation. Atlantideum harvested. Additional Pugneum and Nanite Clusters secured.
#9:
7 freighters and 15 frigates destroyed. 50 standard spacecrafts destroyed. 8 corvettes destroyed. Joint fleet defended planet Harlavandis. Lord Admiral wounded but stable. Other commanders - operational. Fleet able to renew fighting. 5 Sentinel Swarms completely destroyed.
<end of log>

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<Record from planet Voxuygan in Avroyha star system, 26th Pod Infantry Regiment>
Captain Oivadan Tuvra, Vy'keen: We're pinned down! Repeat: we're pinned down!
explosion
Private Grack Ivoran, Gek: Exocraft!
explosion, gunshots
Private John Hartan, Terran: Atlas be cleansed, what kind of tech they've got.
Sergeant Turia Grah'Yena, Vy'keen: Teams Bravo, Echo and Delta went dark. Repeat: teams Bravo, Echo and...
Private John Hartan, Terran: Left flank! Left flank, they're surrounding us!
Pilot Ulian Oreth, Korvax: I've got one on my tail! Request immediate support, NOW! Can't hold much longer!
Private Casta Rian, Pilgrim: (rocket launcher, Sentinel fighter hit) Got him! I repeat! He's going down!
Pilot Ulian Oreth, Korvax: Thanks a lot!
Private Delta-7 Andrat, Autophage: Captain! Fire support! Sector 7-2-6! They need it now!
Captain Oivadan Tuvra, Vy'keen: Got it! Prepare rocket artillery. Sector 7-2-6! Fire support!
Private Alpha-7 Ivran, Autophage: Locking target!
Private Alpha-7 Astratis, Autophage: WALKER!!!
(laser attack)
Private Casta Rian, Pilgrim: Sir, we can't hold this line much longer!
Captain Oivadan Tuvra, Vy'keen: We will! We will, whatever it takes!
(drone eliminated)
Captain Oivadan Tuvra, Vy'keen: Nice shot, Avro.
Private Avro Tashvid, Gek: Thanks! Another one! (laser attack) More of them coming!
Captain Oivadan Tuvra, Vy'keen: Regroup! Regroup and reinforce left flank! We must...
(explosion)
<record interrupted>

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Circe's Notes
Subject: Oroz 64/P2

Should've packed cooling units. If the Merope entity's information is correct, this is where the Traveler called Peleus first awoke...

... but if so, why is my Atlas uplink saying I'm the first Traveler to set foot here?

Either Merope's data is incorrect, or the Atlas's records are incorrect.

I've surveyed the recorded site of Peleus's first ship. It is wild, untamed, uninhabited - with no evidence of his presence.

Yet I do not believe Merope's data to be wrong.


Peleus is the name I'm using for the 'canon' Traveler for the purposes of Circe's story. If you know your Greek myths, you may have guessed!

Circe's story is something of a sequel to the original story of NMS. She's been set on Peleus's path by the Merope entity/entities, who have an unusually close connection to Atlas, because no one's entirely clear on just what Peleus did exactly... or how crisis was averted in his wake.```
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//A_Sancta Roaming Data//
//Log_AC07//
//Start replaying//
A_Sancta: So Nobis, why did we ever meet?
K_Nobis: I don't know, mate. I was looking for some bounties and then saw you guys trying to recover a freighter or something no?
A_Sancta: No, not like that. Like since when we ever meet like what we are doing right now. Sitting around the beach and watching the waves.
K_Nobis: Honestly, I think we've been doing that for ages. But I guess we forget it. Forget the reason why we are doing it.
A_Sancta: A malfunction. Or bugs. Something wrong with me when I am staying with you.
K_Nobis: Since when?
A_Sancta: the moment I plugged you into the council network. We are connected at the same time, and I can feel you. From the outside to the inside.
K_Nobis: But I don't feel anything?
A_Sancta: You don't?
K_Nobis: ... What does that even matter.
A_Sancta: ...
K_Nobis: The so called malfunction... You love me?
A_Sancta: ... It's a malfunction.
K_Nobis: It's not a malfunction. It's a unique feature for you to feel the relationship. You don't have to hide it.
A_Sancta: But it's so weird. The way I care you is weird. What even is love. We don't even have the ability to love. We are constructed.
K_Nobis: It doesn't mean that you don't deserve it. Tell you what, I love you too. I care you too. And of course it was weird to feel that. But once my nanites adapted it, it feels so good. To have that feeling.
A_Sancta: ... Give me a moment...
K_Nobis: Where are you going... Hey WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Let go of me!
A_Sancta: That's funny. I feel good to do that to you.
K_Nobis: W... what?
A_Sancta: Let's just stop here... for now...
//End of AC07//

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<Record from joint HQ of Coalition of Civilized Space, Salxa Major space station over planet Salxa Major>
General Tura Votuvor, Korvax, United Federation of Travelers: My dear ladies & gentlemen. We're facing a grave danger, which can lead us towards the unbelievable catastrophe. As you probably know 2 weeks ago border colonies of all civilized space communities were attacked by Sentinel Swarm-Fleets, attacking and devastating every inhabited and uninhabited planet on their route. They don't want to negotiate. They are just simply attacking everyone and destroying all bases and settlements. Worst of all - there's no chance for us to stop them in lone fight.
Lord Admiral Ora Vi'atavrus, Terran, Nexus Imperium: Those treacherous Sentinels must pay for their crimes. For corrupting Atlas and devastating all our colonies in their ways.
Admiral Davo Vrik, Gek, United Nations 42: They will pay, no one doubt in this. General, do we have any recent news about Sentinel movements or attacks?
General Tura Votuvor, Korvax, United Federation of Travelers: Doctor Avrath found something what is quite intriguing. Doctor, if you please.
Doctor Kira Avrath, Anomaly, Nexus Imperium: As we've discovered recently it seems all constructs are connected via some sort of network. It seems their Summoners control Repair drones, while Scouts are controlled by Warriors, whose have stronger armours and weapons. Quadras are controlled both Summoners and Warriors, but they are nothing more than scout units or snipers. The real power are Mechs, whose are officers, yet we've found out that Walkers are the main commanders of planetary assault. It's a rarity to meet more than one, but if they are, usually it's a serious strike force of Sentinels.
Lord Admiral Ora Vi'atavrus, Terran, Nexus Imperium: How they arrive at planets, doc?
Doctor Kira Avrath, Anomaly, Nexus Imperium: Via nodes. They are some sort of teleports from ship to planet surface.
<end of record>

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NAME: Report from Nexus Imperium military expedition 7-Theta-44-Ost.
SUBJECT: Sentinel Automaton
AUTHOR: Doctor Turlan Varith Se'arla
SUMMARY: During the war against Sentinels military expedition under codename 7-Theta-44-Ost apparently found something unusual among Sentinels. It's unknown class of those police robots, called by us "Automatons". We don't know what they are, but apparently they share some parts with vile broods and Autophages. It seems they are the real leaders of recent mass invasion on Civilized Spaces. Apparently those new type of Sentinels are some sort of relays for their hive minds, connecting nodes with bigger forces. While walkers leading planetary forces they are apparently leading forces among entire sectors. Their freighters are working like flagships for some part of Swarm Fleets. Each one is in at least one star system, but we have reports about whole armies deep in Sentinel-occupied territories. We can certainly say they are similar to Anomalies in their behavior. They also using half-alien, half-Sentinel multi-tools, which can be both great harvesting devices and deadly and powerful weapons at the same time. Their technological level is bigger than our own, far more advanced than anything we've seen before. For a summary I can only say we must capture one of those Automatons alive and discover why they are invading all of us and what is their purpose of this hostility.

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// Circe's Log
// Encryption: Wayfinder-Cascade-portalfportal0portalfportal7portalfportal8portalf

I have continued reconstructing the Peleus-Artemis logs, and have reached the point where Peleus contacts Apollo. Apollo is of markedly less interest regarding the exotic temporal-spatial phenomena, but was an important part of Peleus's operations in pursuit of Artemis. [cross-reference: file: I-α-APOLLO]

Previously, the theory was that Artemis had been lost by vanishingly small chance, lost in the point-nines where there should have been a hundred. But I recognized the sound of the Glass in her distress.

This was no quirk of exotic timespace. This was caused by outside action.

Questions remain: intentional? Reproducible?

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Notes from the Witch's meeting with the Industrialist, Traveller-Designate APOLLO

Apollo: What do you have to gain from rooting around in the past?

Circe: There is more to life than profit. The more we can learn about what happened, to Artemis and to Peleus, the more we can do to prevent it happening again.

[ Apollo pauses momentarily. ]

Apollo: You sound like Peleus.

[ He glances to the side, then returns his gaze to Circe ]

Apollo: I have some contacts. You need a base if you're going to coordinate this investigation. And Circe?

Circe: Hm?

Apollo: Money can be exchanged for goods and services. I would suggest establishing profitable business, even if for no other reason than to fund your work.

Circe: Sound logic. I'll be in touch.

dw this'll probably be my last one for the day, I'm running PTSd so getting a base running is gonna be a *process* lol

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A brief exchange between two Vy’keen over hologram

Viv, when will the shipment arrive at the dock?
(Nero, teasing in the background: “I’ll put my shipment in your dock!” Imji silences her with a firm hand on the mouth.)

Not clear. I haven’t received a ping from the station authorities.
(Over the intercom, an automated Vy’keen voice is giving the spiel standard on all stations. “—unattended items will be liquidated or destroyed if left unclaimed. Contraband and unregistered cargo will be confiscated on sight—“)

Can you estimate?
(Nero continues: “Oh, do you like my carving? It’s for my consort. Look, it says Viv in bright pink letters, just for her!” Scornfully, Imji hisses, “I’ll disconnect your Convergence Cube if you keep that up.” Nero slinks away pridefully.)

I can, but it won’t be accurate, and don’t pretend like you’re not here just to talk to me.

Viv (sigh), that cargo is valuable and volatile. I need to get an idea of when to alert the handoff crew so the transaction is smooth. (And maybe I’m here to talk to you too, but that’s irrelevant.)

Fine. I’d say give it another quarter cycle. But I’m right about the second part and you know it, Deskar.

Uh huh. Thanks. Bye, Viv. (Saw right through me. Dang.)

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The Hubocotu Expansion Survey is an exploration mission launched by the Gravemind Expeditionary Force to explore the Hubocotu Anomaly region of the Hyades galaxy. Planning for the mission begun on AGT Stardate 3741.23.09 (23rd September 2025).

Expedition Logbook
The expedition formally began on AGT Stardate 3741.24.09 (24th September 2025) when GMEF Commander IGravemind made the first recorded warp jump to AGT Xitonia-Aca HTF from the Zehkovs region within the Hyades galaxy.

On AGT Stardate 3741.24.09 (24th September 2025), the following systems were first explored:

  • AGT Xitonia-Aca HTF
  • AGT Kumbro HTF

On AGT Stardate 3741.26.09 (26th September 2025), the survey expanded into a new systems within the region and began recording data from them - including some notable fauna. One world - Thinghama Somae - featured floating islands at a higher than normal formation quantity with a fairly consistent appearance and size between most recorded islands. The first new system that was recorded on 3741.26.09:

AGT Pudseyc HTF

Other systems were explored and data collected on this star date.


On AGT Stardate 3741.27.09 (27th September 2025) the expedition continued its exploration of the region and completed the data collection for 10 star systems within the region.

Notable systems discovered on 3741.27.09:

  • AGT Hubocotu Anomaly Atlas HTF
  • Kadannar (Hubocotu Anomaly Hole)
  • AGT Muelixs HTF

A suitable site was discovered and claimed for the HTF Hubocotu Colony on the planet New Pilswort, in the AGT Muelixs HTF system.

As of AGT Stardate 3741.27.09 (27th September 2025), construction of the colony has yet to be commenced and collected data on the Hubocotu Anomaly region since 3741.26.09 (26th September 2025) has yet to be uploaded to the AGT Galactic Archives.

Wiki: https://nomanssky.fandom.com/wiki/GMEF_Hubocotu_Expansion_Survey_Logbook

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Recovered Log from Vy’keen Alliance Star Destroyer VA Resolute
Last known location: Korvax Prime System (now named The Void)

Navigator Gatsyoh: Grah! Mighty Admiral! We warp into Korvax Prime system - but asteroids block our path!

Admiral Ean: What?! Puny rocks cannot stop Vy’keen fleet! Check star charts - no such field near jump point! Grah!

Recruit Alanyoh: Admiral! Scout ships deployed - Squadron Leader Lolio reports heavy bombardment!

Admiral Ean: Grahhh! Lolio must blast rocks to dust! Can we hail Convergence ships? Request tow— <kzzt>

Vice Admiral Uich: Sir, readings strange. No Convergence signals. Sensors show asteroid belt where Korvax Prime should be. The planet… gone.

Admiral Ean: By Hirk!… Could First Spawn--? No. Impossible. Only rumor.

Vice Admiral Uich: Speak, Admiral! What do you mean?

Admiral Ean: Two rotations ago, intelligence reported Gek weapon - strong enough to shatter worlds.

Vice Admiral Uich: No! Atlas would never--

Admiral Ean: Silence! The first test burned an Atlas Interface and five systems. Before the war even began. Data stolen from Gek cargo traitor - kept from Emperor Kosho. Vittetaynd’s foul scheme, no doubt! Grah!

Vice Admiral Uich: Then… weapon rebuilt?

Admiral Ean: It must be. If Korvax Prime gone, next target is Dryn’dargh. Hail High Command, now!

Navigator Gatsyoh: Sir! Enemy ships emerging from hyperspace!

Admiral Ean: Ambush! To battle! For Hirk and Vy’keen honor!

<Further data corrupted beyond recovery>

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<A New Activities Log has been made publically available by the Gravemind Exploration Force>

The GMEF Expansion Initiative is a territorial expansion mission launched by the Gravemind Expeditionary Force to expand the reach of the Hyades Travellers Foundation, an Alliance of Galactic Travellers Foundation, within the Hyades galaxy.

The mission's sole purpose is to continue the expansion of the Alliance of Galactic Travellers within previously unexplored and undocumented regions in the Hyades Galaxy. The initiative was commissioned by GMEF Commander IGravemind on AGT Stardate 3741.18.09 (18th September 2025).

As of AGT Stardate 3741.08.10 (8th October 2025) the still on-going Hubocotu Anomaly Expansion Survey has seen a significant update. This update is as follows:

  • The HTF Hubocotu Colony is now functional, but is yet to be opened for public use, at which point coordinates and glyphs will be made available. It has been constructed on New Pilswort, in the AGT Muelixs HTF system within the Hubocotu Anomaly region of the Hyades Galaxy.

In addition, the GMEF Expansion Initiative that commissioned the Hubocotu Anomaly Expansion Survey has also commissioned the construction of:

  • HTF Exploration Division HQ, within the Zehkovs HTF Capital region of the Hyades Galaxy.

This comes after the appointment of IGravemind, the GMEF's Commander, as the Director of the Hyades Travellers' Foundation Exploration Division by DarkShadow04, the HTF's Commander, approved by the AGT Senior Leadership Team.

[end]
<The transmission would end with both an AGT and HTF emblems side by side>


wiki links for futher reading if wanted:

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<log started>
Date: 4.9.997.M1.E4.A19. Evaluator Tuvo. Expedition Gemini-1
Let our work continue!

Three days ago our ships found derelict freighter. We quarantined it and began to salvaging whatever we can. We established base for our operations at planet designated at Ayata Major. Base codename: Foundation. Our exocrafts discovered multiple ruins before The Fall. There's only one problem now - they are guarded by Sentinels. We send some cargo spacecrafts to our freighter in order to store more resources out there.

Patrols reported strange activity at north pole of a planet. We will discover what is that. Our expedition starting to create teleport for motherland and by week soon we should be also able to travel via local black hole. Only All-siah and Divine Sixteen know what's lying beyond it. As for me I've got strange feelings about some of my companions. One of they, WorkGek Bilp sometimes repeating those words: "I've seen things". We do not know what's their origin, but I hope it doesn't mean something bad for us.

Our journey continues! Such is our calling!
<log ends>

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<log started>
Date: 26.9.003.M2.E4.A19. Commander Gustave Brianis. Expedition Artemis-33
Let our work continue!

This day our expedition was attacked by giant, strange creatures and one of them carried some sort of lamps. But that doesn't matter for now. What matters is they have massacred our fleet at system above dark planet. They attacked us with help of Sentinels. But when we saw their leader before the attack... All-siah, forgive us...

I'm dying! Jena escaped with only 2 of us. I don't know why but there must be... another... Ah! That pain. My stomach went from me and I can't say... How long my life support system and regeneration pack will keep me alive. We abandoned our base at cliffs and retreated to abandoned mines north of them, keeping an eye at local monolith. Our exocrafts were destroyed one by one since we've reached the planet. We decided to retreat and regroup. At least this is what we can do. To establish foothold... for the next expedition.

My life support... fails! If... someone will... find this note... please... take care of Jena... And finish my expedition. Remember - this is our mission. There are others at this path. And there will be more of us. More... to explore... in Sixteen's name!

Our... journey continues! Such... is our... calling!
<expeditioner recognized KIA>
<log ends>

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<log started>
Date: 28.9.003.M2.E4.A19. Lieutenant commader Verso Aestrann. Expedition Artemis-33, formerly: Alicia-0
Let our work continue!

I was able to arrive to Artemis-33 camp and helped them escape from this dimension. Right now we are at interstellar void, on a wreck I call home. Curator is a pre-Fall equipped with several archeotech, never failed me. From all of expedition Artemis-33 only 3 survived. I took the body of Gustave, they want to bury him not far from a system, where I've found them.

These creatures obliterated entire expedition, yet they still want to continue their journey. They are stubborn, that must admit. We will establish portal connection with the rest of Nexus Imperium. After that we will decide in which direction we will go. But still our objective is clear: to reach Galaxy Centre, no matter how long it will take. But we need a fleet, resources and more people if we want to achieve it. They are unprepared for that awaits them there.

Our journey continues! Such is our calling!
<log ends>

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<Log 1: Celestial Force>

This is Admiral Schelenov, Commander of the 78th Legion Expedition Fleet.

They're gone... all of them, our ship “The Citadel” is the only ship left. It all happened when we entered this star system, I have a weird sensation of an unknown force meddling with The Citadel.

The others were right behind us, but as soon as we entered the system... they were all gone, as if we were travelling alone.

The current crew member count is 16, we are 233 light-years away from the nearest docking station.

Energy supplies are critical, we feel as if we are being watched. The force is the only thing guiding us… but the real question is, what is it?

We will continue monitoring the area until we can exit this treacherous behemoth of a system, hope is low… many of the crew members have already gone into stasis, to preserve their bodies.

Who knows?

Will we even make it out alive? And if we do… are we set for a destiny in which we die alone and quietly in the middle of literally no where?

All we can do is pray.

<log ends>

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[ You have one new message. ]

A portal signature, as promised. But it's... it's wrong. It's very wrong.

It has seventeen glyphs.

There are also coordinates to a portal. I must trust that the Merope entity had a reason for that specific one, and so we set out - I, and a volunteer for this mission.

I fear for her. If anything goes wrong, this could kill her. If everything goes right, it could still kill her. But she is certain about pursuing this lead. A braver woman than I.

The portal looks like any other we've seen, no different from countless others. I wonder for a moment what makes it special. Then I enter the code, knowing that no answers will be provided.

portalf : portale portal0 portal7 portal8 - portal4 portal5 portalc portale - portal7 portald portal3 portal6 - portalf portal0 portal7 portal8

The gate console seizes, and the gatefluid slows, slows, slows, until it is utterly still. A chime comes from the still-unresponsive console, almost but not quite entirely unlike the confirmation signal.

"Urganda. Are you absolutely certain?" I ask. I cannot hide my fear and do not bother to try.

"No. But there's no other way to know." She puts on her helmet and steps toward the stilled portal. Though solid, it accepts her entrance.

Then it cracks. First, the gateway itself, spidery cracking with a sound like chimes but with no melody. The cracks then spread to the portal superstructure, making a familiar sound.

Then the entire structure shatters like glass, shards clattering to the rock below.

"Urganda. Be safe. Please..."

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<log started>
Date: 11.10.003.M2.E4.A19. Lieutenant commader Verso Aestrann. Expedition Artemis-33, formerly: Alicia-0
Let our work continue!

We buried fallen comrades and were able to set a course to the galaxy centre. My new friends appointed me as their new commander. I never wanted this - I'm a bad general. Yet still, what I could? It's the only way to stop them from dying in fight against all those monsters haunting this part of Euclid Galaxy. I'm just so clad they were able to settle down on Curator. This ship was probably some sort of transdimensional ship, later recreated into full-scale craftworld.

I don't know how they want to do it. Galaxy centre is one thing, but between us and it there's a kazillion threats. When we will gather some friends at local space station then we leave this system. Fortunately for all of them I have old astral maps and know how to avoid most of pirates and other hostile aliens or those terrifying monsters.

But how can I tell them that I know this old man? I told them the truth - Renarian was the commander of Artemis-0. I don't know what chances do we have against him. But at least we will try. At least we are safe in Truhaqav system. I always liked Korvax. They are more brave than most of universe want to admit it.

Our journey continues! Such is our calling!
<log ends>

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TO: Imperial Armada Avatar of War
FROM: Expedition Supreme Court

Expedition: Nihlus-7
Outcome: Success

Let our work continue!

Although at first it was really hard to make expedition working because of weak multi-tool and damaged freighter Nihlus-7 were in the end successful. Respect to the commander Mizioł7 CK who had done very well. He was able to take advantage over Sentinels and establish bases at all those planets. We saved portal glyphs and discovered that all those fluctuations came from multiversal warp breach. Frigate known as SSV Normandy SR-1 did that and their VI informed that their commander known as Shepard agreed to join the fleet of NSS Executor. Meanwhile NSS Tethys has been taken to Menara Shipyards for repairs. Expedition met problems with discovering and naming new systems, but disconnecting from HoloNet temporary solved the problem.

Expeditioner Mizioł7 CK returned to the normal work, continuing his researches over the holy portal in Nexus Redempto system and Atlas Interface in Nexus Atelah. We gathered any valuable resources and retreated from those systems, gathering new information about all those things living or existing there. We were able to set a new routes through the black holes and discovered blessed Atlas Interfaces all around the Euclid Galaxy. Nexus Imperium was able to repell Sentinels from some worlds and let other Travelers to exploit resources of this planet.

Expedition Nihlus-7 was by that able to find SSV Normandy SR-1 and recruit the crew to our cause. With it Imperial Armada now have powerful boost and is able to deal with Sentinels better. The new frigate, now belonging to NSS Executor fleet, will be under the command of Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK and maintain special operations, declared top secret and top priority, because of NSS Executor's involvement in it.

Our journey continues! Such is our calling!
<end of log>

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Day 3 log
Finally built the Teleporter Receiver for my Starship, after spending a fortune on 3 Wiring Looms.
The base computer has been helping me a lot in figuring out old archives. This one has told me that I shouldn’t touch some type of eggs and things come up out of the ground? It’s mostly helpful for downloading plans.
My base is on a planet called Museyc & it’s a Glacial Planet meaning it’s snowing and it’s cold.
I have adopted my first animal as a companion called Hali-Hali and their breed is V.Oestrudhaleus. Their gender is unknown and they weigh 58.2kh/1.0m
I now have a better mining beam laser to get those bigger rocks.
I’m going to explore my first Ancient Ruin
I explored the Ancient Ruin and found Ancient Keys I used the keys to unlock the big cache which gave me Bushel of Hypnotic Swords approximately 1,843 years old! I then got attacked by Sentinels and escaped back to my base.

(Info about Museyc:
Weather: snowy
Age: Approx 2.09 billion years
Atmosphere: Carbon Dioxide 55%, Radon 24%, Trace others.
Primary core element: Silicate Powder
Geology: Oxidised
Other notes: trade levels are low)

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Ships logs
Date: unknown...
Odyssey of a space fisherman

I'm aboard my corvette class ship, I forgot to name it but it's design is inspired on odd construction blueprints i found ones labeled fishing boat / fishing trawler, I already loved two things the most. Traveling and looking for the best fish, now that I have a ship that's fishing related it's even better. I grab my multi tool and walk to the lower decks, open up the ramp and position myself on the edge. The wind here way above the sea water seems slightly warm on this particular planet, interesting. I set my multi tool to the fishing rod, check my bait. Just the standard stuff, nothing fancy or specialized and now we wait.

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Day 4
I’m on a new Planet called Widne Delta, it has constant superheated rain storms which completely knock me out to my ship.
I made another companion which looks like a butterfly their breed is K.Nighteorera
I found a broken down ship which needs a lot of repairs that I have been doing.
I need to kill Sentinels to get more Pugneum but currently finding it hard as I need to install the Boltcaster on me Multi-tool.
On the same planet I ended up finding another broken ship, because a flying ship was shooting at it.
I ended up moving around and I can’t summon my broken ships now as they are badly damaged so I guess I’ve lost them!
<End of Log>

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[LOG ENTRY START]

I had just recovered from a warpdrive into the Ocaeannh XIII system when my ship's radars displayed an alert.
"Warning: Dihydrogen Monoxide located in current system" - There was a slight chance of my quest coming to an end.
My hopes were thin, as I had learned from countless hostile planets that water wasn't a synonym of peaceful paradise.
Regardless, I engaged the Utopia Fighter's pulse drive towards the water-holding planet, which I later dubbed Skarmiin Prime.

Upon landing, I was met with flat plains of red grass, vast golden seas and tall plateaus, all of which were lying under an azure sky.
Still expecting a threat, I deployed my M-05 exocraft and scouted the surroundings, scanning everything I could get my hands on.
To my surprise, after hours of exploring, I did not come across a single sentinel scout, no matter how many samples I had extracted.
As if this wasn't astonishing enough, my suit's AI didn't ever emit a storm warning - which is quite unique given how many perfect, lush worlds I had found, all of which were constantly ravaged by boiling rains.
The only threat I had identified were the various species of hazardous flora sitting amongst mushrooms glowing in the dark and tall trees.
As for Skarmiin Prime's fauna, I have so far identified 9 of the 12 species roaming the planet, including bipedal mantis-like creatures travelling in herds, butterfly-winged parrots and more.

I still cannot believe this incredible discovery, and I will claim Skarmiin Prime as new homeworld (I have already marked the north pole's location as well as begun an island base to settle on).
I have never seen any planet matching this red beauty, other than my previous homeworld Owden, sadly ravaged by worms, vile brood and marsh-like ghostly environments since the World Part I incident.
I will continue colonization tomorrow.

[LOG ENTRY END]

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Date: Unknown
Time: Unknown
Location: Pixo, System Sinyog-Ere

Ive awoken on a harsh planet. My memories not all there, infact, i have no clue who i am, and my suit only tells me little about this star system.
I have a desire to Hunt, to fight, to crash. I feel adventurous, and wish to be among the stars, leading battles and armies, building an empire. I have no idea how to start this goal, but i have been following strange streams of Data, attempting to find a better Vessel for space travel, attempting to get out of this system to eventually build a place to bunker down.
If you are reading this, my journey has begun, i will see you amongst the stars.

-The Hunter

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[LOG ENTRY START]

Day 2 on Skarmiin Prime.
The colonization process is still ongoing, with the building of a seaside settlement in progress.
I have discovered yet another animal species, a feline-like large quadrupedal.
This new discovery is my first ever sighting of a predator on the planet, as T. Kugumaa specimen proved to be violent if disturbed.

As for the rest of the Ocaeannh XIII system (now dubbed Oreigeann IV), my freighter scans have detected 3 other planets.
I have not set foot on them yet, but the analysis reports a cold, frigid planet, as well as one with a toxic atmosphere.
Most importantly, the scans indicate the presence of another verdant planet with low sentinel presence.
Rajagyah W8 has the potential of being yet another perfectly habitable planet, within the same system as Skarmiin.
Following those outstanding news, I will be visiting Rajagyah tomorrow on top of progressing on the construction of the Skarmiin colony.
My journey continues.

[LOG ENTRY END]

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Day 347…. Time 22:14… Thursday….. I ran out of food and my oxygen is low…… my ship ran out of fuel. The cave I went into collapsed under some sort of gravitational anomaly….. the only way out is to blast my way through the cave but……the energy level is on 4%….will I make it out alive on this perma death sequence….atlas is still watching me…. This code 16 is drawing closer…..

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Day 437 …..time 5:14… Monday morning….. I thought I out ran the sentinels underground…. Rest never felt so good after that….. until….. the ground shook… a giant worm with eyes glowing stared at me waiting for me to move… I had a candy bar in my pocket….. it slowly moved toward me with teeth the size of atlas knows what…… I scanned the the worm and luckily…… the notes said….”likes sweets” could…. This be a joke by atlas?…….

To be continued

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<new log entry>
Admiral's Log. Lord Admiral Mizioł7 CK, NSS Executor.
Let our work continue!

Today, during the international Unification Day, I came through portal to the Otarov star system. Arriving at hexagonal planet Aiwan I took the imperial flag and went on Otarov Sigma space station. With Mriya corvette I was able to arrive to their system and meet with several travellers, including Calix. They are members of Galactic Hub Project, alliance of civilized spaces. By me, Imperium and Hub established diplomatic relations. Soon we will arrive to GHB capital plaet and we establish there our embassy. I just hope we will be able to get there as fast as we can. Something's big going on in the Imperium.

Our journey continues! Such is our calling!
<log ends>

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Day 5qm_communicator
I finally repaired the Teleport Receiver on the Exhausted Departure MV5 and can actually fly it now.
A black market dealer landed near me and I bought their ship.
I need platinum and when I was looking around there was a bunch of ships together and I found my first Freighter that I can buy for 6 mil!
<end of log>

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Day 7
I went to a new planet and a really big fish killed me under water.
<End of Log>

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Day 8
I have been exploring more of the explored planets I’ve been to so I can log all the Flora & Fauna and complete my collection. I am on the Planet Tayge Y20, it is almost a whole water planet with some land. As I was exploring under the water I came across something called an Alluring Specimen. I went close to it and a huge fish came out and attacked me, luckily I got away but I am intrigued to know what it is.
<end of log>

iron mountain
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nomad-anomaly wolf's logs, recorded by ship core muninn

-i hope your new shell suits you. it suits me. it's home, or close enough, and much less cramped than that refurbished sentinel ship. a bunk. a cockpit that doesn't leave scratch marks on my arms and legs. even greenery. and the hatch, it can open in flight- in vacuum.

-do you know how it feels? watching the stars smear. not from behind half a dozen layers of protection, either. just... there.

-and... the feeling of being tugged into the captivity of a world's gravity. it's sublime. giving in to a flow utterly beyond my grasp. you feel it every entry, so of course you get it.

-and i can feel the clouds slipping through my fingers. that moment of wetness before it's scoured by the air beneath. i'm glad we invested in this... corvette, or whatever it's called. really glad.

-you don't mind that i'm calling it the loup-garou, right? just calling it the ashlight again didn't feel right. i don't know where that name comes from- maybe... maybe it's vy'keen, or something.

-well, it feels right. i hope you like it, too.

-i know you keep worrying about the fire hazards in the bunk area. sorry. i need them, just to... keep calm.

-i have no softness so it comes from cloth. has to. it- it's like i'm filling a void that's never been full.

-no warmth of my own, so i huddle in cloaks. i wonder what it's like, having blood and flesh and organs. nostalgic? maybe?

-i hope you can see the things i see. i connected my optic lens to your processing- maybe we can share my wanderings. maybe you're- maybe you're not even looking.

-thought that counts?

#

-i'm getting sidetracked. i've noticed something lately. every time i sleep. it doesn't feel like i'm sleeping. it feels like i'm being pulled into some other kind of wakefulness. pulled beyond the reach of the atlas- it's not real. i know. it's just... weird cognition feedback, i know.

-something hurts in memories i don't have.

-i'm used to these strangenesses by now. maybe it's because of the... possibility rooted in my body. that gentle red reminder of a great and terrible fear. of the wonders we walk because of that fear, that desperation.

-sometimes i wish i could reach out of all the boundaries and just... just for a moment, let those few minutes tick away.

-let it end. see what happens. if it's just an inevitable loss of power or something more.

-morbid.

-that's morbid. forget i said that.


lavish charm
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LOG 1: START

The MX-Vexl crew’s expedition on planet DO-XMph5

Nifostir, Owner of VLs-3fT (Nautilus)
Alelstre, Captain of MX-Vexl (Freighter)
Aquatic Planet DO-XMph5

—This is Alelstre speaking on your radar, Nifostir. The crew of MX-Vexl has been training you how to survey aquatic planets for a year now. This is your first planet, DO-XMph5. We need you to reach the bottom of the endless seas, survey the planet, scan everything you can there, and get the materials from deposits and whatever you can find there. Oh, and before you start to travel deeper, save your fuel as much as you can. We no longer have many fuel cells because the other crewmembers used them in the previous expedition. I wish you good luck.

—Got it. I’ll start preparing, then start the VLs-3fT and will start traveling deeper.

<2 minutes and 43 seconds pass>

—I’m now around 420 units deep.

—Good. Nifostir, are you seeing anything yet?

—…No, not yet. I’m—I’m going deeper.

<3 minutes and 17 seconds pass>

—Alelstre, I am—am now 863 units deep. I’ve scanned some fishes that has their scales glowing white, has scanned colossal squids, and extremely big manta rays. You can read them at the survey report in the MX-Vexl. My radar is starting to detect the sea floor.

—That’s good. Keep going. Just report to me if you see anything new, or if anything happens.

<LOG: END>

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<LOG 2: START>

—Alelstre, I am 1239 units deep, and has reached the sea floor. I’m go—going to start surveying now. I’m also detecting lith—lithium deposits, too.

—Alelstre? Alelstre? Can you hear me?

<static>

—The communication system broke… I’ll just continue surveying and obtaining materials.

<5 minutes and 36 seconds pass>

—My fuel is low, I’ll start traveling up now.

—Wait, what’s that? They’re…glowing…and connected to something…..oh…oh-oh they’re…hadal co—cores. I should show this to Alelstre when I get back to the freigther! There’s more of them, too! Let me get this one, and—

<WARNING! ALLURING SPECIMEN IN HOSTILE STATE DETECTED. EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY.>

AHH! WHAT-WHAT IS THAT! I GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE!—

<a loud bang, followed by loud roaring and the alert system sounds of the VLs-3fT>

<WARNING! VLs-3fT IN CRITICAL DAMAGE!>

—NO! N—NO!! I’M NOT GOING TO REACH THE SURFA—

<the sound of the VLs-3fT exploding>

<LOG REPORT: END>
<NO MORE LOG REPORTS REMAIN>

gloomy tree
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Expedediton Northward march, Last Entry
= To any travelers who find this log you're along way from home.
=I have successfully traveled 50,000 ish lightyears to the top of the galaxy.
= It was a long journey. Strange creatures but most importantly strange spacial anomalys
= At the top of the galaxy exists a layer of stars roughly 1000 LY thick i dub the 'Ghost Stars'
=They appear to exist in space but cannot be warped too.

  • I will set off into that void. I must see whats beyond the horizon.
  • If you managed to get this far I've left a small monolith to mark the peak of the galaxy.
    -God speed Travelers.
    LOG TERMINATED
median smelt
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Captains log no.1: I’ve been traveling the world for quite some time… but in all that time I’ve never seen a planet as beautiful as the one I just found.

I was merely searching a system as a stop point while I was looking for a salvage planet suitable for my operation… then… I decided to stop on this planet to refuel…

The second i landed I was awestruck! It was if the planet pulsated. Every second a pulse of rainbow colored light pulsed across the emerald colored… grass? I don’t know what you’d call it… but it wasn’t only the grass! The giant mushroom-like trees pulsed with the same color… and the ocean… don’t get me started on how beautiful the ocean was!

The only downside to the planet was the occasional storm and sentinel presence…

That’s the end of captains log no.1 I’ll update with more info later.

[END OF RECORDING]

crimson thunder
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⚠️ <Corruption detected>⚠️ Location: Calypso Galaxy Star System: ?? Memory: 0 Logs: 0 "Welcome back Moon System Interface"

Log Entry 1:
I've woken up with no prior memory though my implant seems to be functioning correctly. I find myself in a damaged fighter and drifting on the other side of a black hole. Ship's logs are also corrupt but trajectory seems to suggest the craft exited the black hole. The only thing I can think of is some sort of energy, cosmic event or otherwise happened, wiping everything including my memory.

Life support minimum, shields down and no weapons systems. If I can just get my navigation and sensor array up, I can find a place to sit down for the time being until I figure things out. This system seems empty...

crimson thunder
# crimson thunder `⚠️ <Corruption detected>⚠️ Location: Calypso Galaxy Star System: ?? Memory: 0 ...
Star System: Zuhotan
Planet: Eusiusi Alpha```

> __**Log Entry 2:**__
> There must be someone watching over me here although I havent a clue who, some might say Atlas. A freighter warped into the system and did a system wide scan, picking me up on sensors. I knew I was cooked the moment I saw it was a pirate ship, a massive Dreadnaught coming for me. To my complete surprise, a crew of Gek and Vy'keen who first offered to help repair my ship in exchange for some work came over the comms.
> 
> These Gek and Vy'keen as I understand have formed a fairly upstanding and successful business, theyre scrappers. The pirate ship seems to be multifaceted, due to the size and fear it brings to those who seek ill intentions. 
> 
> They are not pirates at all but a company who has used this ship and refurbished it, The Raven Feather. With a small fleet of ships, they explore the stars with no real direction in mind and I have been offered a place as a xenobiological analyst.
> 
> But why in all of creation and in all of Atlas would they put their main headquarters on a planet with an imminent core detonation and MAGMA RAIN, perhaps geological energy collection?
crimson thunder
# crimson thunder ```Galaxy: Calypso Star System: Zuhotan Planet: Eusiusi Alpha``` > __**Log Entr...
Galaxy: Elucid
Star System: Booper Dooper
Planet: Bentno```

```__Log Entry 3:__
After I spent some time and did some work with the Raven Feather Company and have remembered my name, I seem to have gotten my senses back. My name is Luna Lavender. As compensation, my multi tool and ship were fixed and new recipes were uploaded.

The Raven Feather Company resumes their exploration of various galaxies but something calls me to stay within Elucid and so, I drift a field agent. My explorations focuses on the center of the galaxy now particularly arctic based planets. The first planet of interest is Bento although why this system is called 'Booper Dooper' I will never know. 

I have my eyes set on a Sentinel depot or two Perhaps I could send the supplies to The Raven Feather Company to prove my worth to them.```

<End log>
real oriole
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<log started>
By: Mizioł7 CK
Date: 19.03.026.M41.E7.A16
Expedition: Verso-33
Let our work continue!

We did it! We've made to the Galaxy Centre area! We are just a click from going through the border and go from Euclid Galaxy to Hilbert Dimension. Expedition Verso-33 ended successfully and now we're establishing camp on new planet. According to ancient texts this system is known as KRYSCHEN.DE. We renamed it as Grox, while our camp will be the foundation of city around the portal called by us as Portalopolis. We hope that with its creation more Travellers will arrive and it will be the last station for those, who will decide to go to the new galaxy.

Nexus Imperium declared hereby, that Portalopolis will be a completely neutral settlement, where we plan to create an embassy. We hope that more civilizations will arrive and this place will be Euclid's unofficial capital and centre of entire trading. We suppose Anomaly will arrive for good in this place because of more Travellers.

HQ ordered us to go back to Imperial Space. For now we have orders not to go to next galaxy. Instead we must locate another Divine Interface and black hole in order to make arriving here easier.

I write glyphs for next generations and hexagonal code, so they can arrive to our metropolis, as soon as it will be created:
portal1portal1portal8portaldportalfportalbportalfportalfportalaportalfportalfportald
118DFBFFAFFD

Our journey continues! Such is our calling!
<end of log>

distant gate
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”Awaken once more, body of rust. Lay claim for Kyros.

DATA_LOG: . . .
ACCESSING . . .
. . .
. . .
. . . [LOGIN CREDENTIALS: ||KLFTHALAS||]

. . .

Login Accepted. Welcome back, [DELTA-1].

ACCESSING KLF DATA RECORD ARCHIVE. . .

. . .

ACCESS DENIEUkVUUklFVkFMIE9GIENPUlJVUFRFRCBBUkNISVZBTCBMT0cgU1VDQ0VTU0ZVTA==

. . .

GGGG-GGG-GGRANTED

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Log_Des_01

“I awake, yet I do not feel… the lights, they burn my skull. What is this? Where am I? What am I doing here?! I don’t belong here! I want out! I WANT-

[PARTIAL DATA EXPUNGED]

“…I awake… with new meaning. One of service. One of solitude. Such is the destiny of I.

[||KYROS||] demands more profits to be made, and the only option for such action is to proceed forward with the scouting routine. I breathe in… and feel nothing. I am hollow as ever.

It is really me. I am Mozzie. I am a living entity in this so-called simulation, despite all signs saying otherwise. I refuse to accept the company’s eventual fate.

It would dig into our profits too much…”

Log_Des_01 END

gilded girder
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Expedition number [Redacted]

Property of Serenity Enterprises.
Do not distribute

Serenity entry 26:

Puzzling. Long-distance freighter sensors say that those planets are... colliding? Sensors say that they are behind the freighter, so we can't run a visual check right now.
I'll talk to the captain.

Serenity entry 27:

Well, that's a new one. Sensors weren't wrong. We're really seeing an anomaly of the galaxy. We're pulling the freighter closer.

Captain's log [ERROR]:

That madman. He wants me to pull up to the twin planets. Does he not realise that a Dreadnought is not very easy to control when too close to a planet, nevermind TWO. I'll do as he says, maybe I'm overreacting.

Serenity entry 30:
Nevermind. We're pulling away from here. It's too dangerous. We'll send a frigate with some drop pods to investigate. We can't risk it.

END OF LOG

rain flame
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**Battle log Entry UNKNOWN

[[[ALERT. LOG CORRUPTION DETECTED. PULLING FROM LOCAL ARCHIVES]]]

Outcome: ...

...

LOSS OF SDN GUPPY**

"I should've known this contract was a trap. Payout looked too damn good for a job of this calibre and here I am, the fool that took it.

Two sentinel carriers, two of them I tell you got me in a pincer. It'll be over soon anyways. We're losing too many guns."

"Alert: Shield failure imminent. Recommend tactical withdrawl."

"The computer still thinks we have a chance. We might maybe, I'm about to do something stupid.."

"Alert: Shields disabled. Hull integrity at Sixty-Three Percent."

"There's a planet close by..Gonna set the ship...To scuttle itself, ride the explosion down to the planet."

"Alert: Hull integrity failing. Hull integrity at Forty-Five Percent."

"Yeah yeah yeah can it...Well they always said a good captain goes down with their ship, I however am far from a good captain."

"Alert: Scuttle sequence initiated. All hands abandon ship."

"Well..This is it, it's been a good run Guppy.."

[[[LOG TERMINATED]]]

distant gate
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Log_Des_02

UNKNOWN ANOMALY DETECTED. DELTA_1 ORDERED SWIFT EXPLORATION.

. . . . . .

“Company sent me to a new location… they detect a great corrupted source in the middle of the void, in areas stars previously have not resided in…

Yet I am greeted with a new sight… the light blinds me with its glory. It feels like ||H O M E||

Will advise when landed, if possible. Anything goes, when the space is an unknown…”

distant gate
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Log_Des_03

“Holy shit the corporation wasn’t lying! I have never experienced this feeling before… it is a mix of elation and utter confusion.

I am greeted with a system… not too unfamiliar. Fragments of my creation exist as the base… and it feels like a warm mother’s embrace.

Amongst these, was a planet of only water. Luckily using my aquatic landing gear, I was able to land to even begin looking around… Will advise of any change…”

#

Log_Des_03-ADDENDUM

“Marked a base for [||KYROS||]. It is completely unassailable… Will use it to monitor and study the local and deceased fauna of the immediate sector.

If you find the base, you are free to access storage. You earned it in the first place for finding it… but it is indeed possible…

Early on in my preparations, I was greeted by someone… just like me. A wanderer… a T R A V E L E R

They were friendly… I did not know how to greet. I do not believe I can comprehend greetings… How far have I strayed from Mother ? ? ?

distant gate
#

Log_Des_04


May Kyros guide my hand to him.```
brave parrot
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...
Error
Log recovery failure
Error code 16
...
Rebooting
...
Reboot complete. Welcome back, Pyxis. ```
**<Log.1>**
> I have to be honest with you, I have no idea what is going on. I awoke on this planet just a few weeks ago and have no recollection of how I got here; everything is a blur. I fixed up this starship in an attempt to find clues but alas, nothing. At least I can finally leave this blasted rock. 
**<Log.1_end>**

**<Log.2>**
> This solar system is abandoned. Figures. That explains why nobody answered my distress signal. Whatever, not like I needed your help anyway.
**<Log.2_end>**

**<Log.3>**
>  There are 5 planets in this system, all of which have been documented already, yet most of the fauna has gone extinct. Odd. Perhaps that's what led to this system becoming abandoned.
**<Log.3_end>**
severe totem
#

After almost a year, today I mapped the last planetary system in the Diyomis Terminus within the Aptakarba-Galaxy. We have recorded a total of 611 systems, explored the most interesting planets and discovered more than 50 potentially habitable worlds. A long, and often also comforming expedition has thus come to an end… Next duty: to do some Missions.

distant gate
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Log_Des_05:

Mother’s carapace is rusted through…

“Taking some rest time in Eltiensleen, I began to notice my body was rusting away due to wear and tear… I often have to salvage and replace parts to compensate… so this is not new to me.

A new optical processor and facial visor should do the trick. Basic sentinel repair drones are full of wondrous technology to exploit, after all.

Will post further updates. Scans show that there are heightened… abyssal presences in these systems… so I must tread carefully…”

rain umbra
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ACCESSING FILE AS {“Guest”}
Aerozhi Thunderhead // SECTOR_012:”Captain’s Quarters” // Log Entry #271

I’ve finally woken up. My eyes opened just less than a few cycles ago, for the first time in…I don’t even know how long. My memory is still hazy. I don’t know when this feeling will end, but I can’t afford to let it overtake me.

My new construct leg replacements took a while to get used to. I miss being able to walk without this much struggle. Whatever that water did to me…it’s clearly taken a massive toll on me and my fleet.

Construction Overseer Ourporth took over while I was unconscious. The crew claims they were kind and wanted to ensure the crew’s safety, but it showed that they had never been in any kind of major leadership role. Reports indicate the Aerozhi have lost numerous outposts to the Inverted Dark, and experienced several casualties during expeditions…

I don’t even know how to process this. The Thunderhead is filled with a new kind of silence. Like a switch was flipped while I was unconscious, and now everything is…different. Nothing is the same anymore. We held our first conference today, and seeing half of the captains’ seats empty was…jarring, to say the least. It was the quietest, most uncomfortable conference I’ve ever held aboard the Thunderhead, filled with tension and silent mourning. Ourporth’s seat was also vacant; no one has seen them since I regained consciousness. Coincidentally, Shuttle A5-N, a run-down vessel that has been collecting dust on our freighter for quite some time, has gone missing overnight. The security team is checking the cameras as I’m writing this…hopefully they find some sort of correlation.

At the very least, we can be thankful for what we still have. The Aerozhi still stand strong, our freighter a symbol of endurance, persistence and unity. Our first step will be recruiting new captains, before hopefully reclaiming our lost territories and maybe - just maybe - pushing back the Inverted Dark for good.

distant gate
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Log_Des_06:

“The core jumping… has done l a s t i n g d a m a g e . . .

I still must… convene with… Κγrθs

ι m υ s τ

“my frame… ||M oth e r… I will… be one with the e agAin!||

**PARTIAL RECORDS CORRUPTED. ATTEMPTING PARSE…

UNABLE TO PARSE DATA. PERMANENT CORRUPTION TO FILES DETECTED. REQUESTED TERMINATION OF FILE AND ||E X T E R M I N A T I O N OF DESIGNATION « DELTA_1 »||**

distant gate
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Log_Des_07:

“Was sent out from the local systems to locate and dispatch ||DELTA_1||, at Kyros’ discretion, grah!”

“Trackers on his ship led me to an icy planet…

The tracker was not attached to the ship… but evidence shows significant damage to personal vessel.

Eventually located the ship, crash-landed and upside-down, 1547ku from the tracker. No bodies were found. ||DELTA_1|| presumed scrapped, from the decapitated autophage head found in the cargo hold with traces of ||DELTA_1|| in its atlantideum.”

||DELTA_1|| LOG TERMINATED. REDIRECTING TO N_ELPHAH LOG DIRECTORY

distant gate
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Log_n1E_Des_01:

“Grah! That damned robot! I can’t find any more of his parts anywhere… I’ll check nearby systems to locate him.”

DATE: +35 sols from initial launch

“Reporting as an update: No luck. They have disappeared entirely… their atlantideum has stopped shining… losing its spark. Heh, a dissonant from a dissonant, how ironic.

However, their last proper log… makes sense. This galaxy is much more overran by sentinels and disgusting freaks. Ordering a shift in focus to restore order to the galaxy, grah!”

May Kyros guide my hand.

opaque chasm
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Log 8f85eac9d
"To all those who receive my transm-kzzzt-n, do NOT touch the F-kzzzt-NG EGGS! Those things are VILE, and-"

*You can faintly hear through the static the roar of some sort of biological nightmare

"No... No No No -kzzzt- NO-"
LOG TERMINATED
TRANSMISSION RECEIVED FROM: HILBERT DIMENSION
portal1 portal1 portal6 portalb portalf portal9 portal9 portal5 portalc portale portal7 portal8

distant gate
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Log_n1E_Des_02:

“Grah! A fellow compatriot on the same task as I! Together we will find that blasted machine!

Kyros denied my appeal to cleanse the stars of the vile horrors… but no matter, our goal should be the robot regardless.

His file may be terminated… but I know he is here!”—

I N T E R F E R E N C E
D Ε Τ Ε C Τ Ε D ! ! !```

``` P U R G ι η G . . . U η ψ α η τ ε δ .     .    .```

**OVERRIDE DIRECTIVE?

Y / N ?**

. . .

**OVERRIDE . . . S υ c c ε s s f υ ι**
#

Log_nυιι_01:


SSBIQVZFIFRBS0VOIEhJTSBIT01FLiBIRSBJUyBCRUlORyBSRUJPUk4gSU4gTVkgSU1BR0UuIA==

WU9VIFdJTEwgU0VFIEhJTSBBR0FJTi4gSEUgV0lMTCBCRSBXQUlUSU5HIEZPUiBZT1U=||```
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I CALL OUT ONCE MORE, KYROS. COME HOME. I . . .```

**I A M N O T W H O L E**
distant gate
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Log_ADMINISTRATOR_Des_01:


After the recent hijacking, I am inclined to believe that the hijacker implanted this information… 

I am not to fall for easy bait. If you wish to coerce me out, then just come meet me. I will put the barrel of my multitool down your throat and pull—```

**[LOG TERMINATED]**
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Log_AER_Des_01:

“Grah! How pitiful! Kyros told us of the predicament!

||DELTA_1|| was one of our best workers and he managed to get snagged. Lord Kyros proposed to scour the cosmos for any clues… He also mentioned an anomalous signal, but dismissed it.

… I may check this out myself… at my own discretion. Will report on what I find! May Kyros guide my hand.”

*[A faint audio track could be heard behind the log, formed by static and the light drip of a liquid.

At the 1:52 mark after the end of the log, the sounds of a faint scream can be heard. The log closes shortly afterward]*

real oriole
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(A part of file from "Encyclopedia Hitchaehica" by professor Nip'douglas'grah Adamsus)
DARK AEONS
Introduction
Before the time of Atlas and its later downfall the world was different than we know. The time of gods, the birth of our own, the moment when universes were connected to each other and when the entire multiverse was ruled by civilization created by countless species.

Scientists from all empires call those times as "Dark Aeons". So what are those in the end?

We don't know. Dark Aeons are just a part of our story. What our interstellar guild of scholars found however and theoretize is that long time ago multiverse was once inhabited by many civilizations in many universes. Soon entire universes were settled by countless races. One of them were feral predators, eating everything on their way, others believed in their gods and another ones created technocratic systems.

Over time their unions met with others in inter-verse, a bridge between the worlds, from which they've contacted with other universes. Great empires of those times fought, made alliances and created glorious buildings and inventions. The known artifacts of their civilization are Keepers, Multi-Tool, Spacecrafts, ancient Space Stations and maybe the entire star systems and their planets and moons. Their civilization were divided into multiple empires like we are. What's more important is that apparently they never believed in Atlas or in any gods as we know. Their pantheon was very various. Some of them believed in one, omnipotent god. Others were polytheistic and others - atheistic or non-theistic.

What we know however is that their races were very similar to our ones. We know about Terrans from planets Terra, Gaia, Erda and other incarnations of so-called Earth. Races like Korvax, Gek, Vy'keen and Authophage were also present and because of that...
<log interrupted>

distant gate
#

LOG CORRUPTION DETECTED

R α p τ υ r ε

LOG TRANSFER TO VIDEO FEED . . .

*[Inside the video was Qualim Aergrem, log designation AER, torn limb from limb.

Around him was nothing more than flesh and atlantideum mixtures, pulsating like a beating heart. M O T H E R is still awaiting the rest of her children to return to her…]*

real oriole
#

(A part of file from "Encyclopedia Hitchaehica" by professor Nip'douglas'grah Adamsus)
<log continues>
SENTINELS
Swarm Fleets
There's no bigger threat than Sentinels, according to many civilizations, but their power can be limitless. We know about drones and local forces governed by nodes. However once in history Sentinels showed their real power. Once our civilized spaces were attacked by what we know as Swarm Fleets. And that was the real war against Sentinels.

We know Nexus Imperium and their deep hatred towards "traitorous" Sentinels. We know how Aculon Empire enslaved some of them and how Federation monitor them, establishing some forward bases. But this time Sentinels were more powerful than we even imagined before. Their ships were like tendrils of dark being and they're even capable to block light of distant stars. They just came, destroyed bases and on rare cases entire planets of any life.

The event which was later known as Grand Sentinel War was a struggle between Coalition of Civilized Space (or: The Coalition) and Sentinel Swarm Fleets, identified by special names and numbers. At first all states and companies tried to defeat enemy on their own terms. However after some years everyone found out they can't defeat those endless legions of armadas on their own. Because of that several factions: United Federation of Travellers, Nexus Imperium, Aculon Empire, Cafe 42, Quitanian Empire and many others united under one command and fought for many centuries against Sentinel Swarm Fleets.

However the war is far from over. Swarm Fleets are still attacking galaxies, but it appears the main attack group retreated. Now everyone awaits at the so-called "Dark Border", which serves as great war between Known Universe and Lost Galaxies, occupied by Sentinels and from which no light goes towards us.
<log interrupted>

real oriole
#

(A part of Holy Records of Divine Sixteen)
<log starts>
All-siah: Hear, children of Atlas! Brothers and sisters! We are one! Bound with Atlas by His wisdom! We are the true heirs of ancient empires from Dark Aeons! We created Imperium and Atlas chosen me to spread His words and protect us! I lived like one of you at Serana, until he didn't speak to me and guided through the harsh snows into His Monolith. From there I've discovered blessed portal and found glyphs of this world - Holium. And by His guidance I've found first 16 apprentices, who became known to you as Divine Sixteen, thanks by Nada & Polo, the very first of my students!

I stand now seeing you proud and glorious! We've built a glorious temple-palace at Serana, not for me, but for you. We've erected this holy temple, the very first Apostalarium! We've established strong citadel for our knights at Hirk'davan and academy of His teachings and for our own discoveries at Academa! Our Imperium is endless, our power unmatched, our destiny lies ahead! And it wasn't me, who did all of this. We all did it! Me, Sixteen, you and all in His glory and with His help in form of Aeron!

But the dark forces lies before us! We can all feel this! Atlas warned me about whispers from The Void. But fear not - with Asteria, Nada, Polo and other of our brethren we will defeat this and once again the light of Atlas will glow through the entire multiverse once more! And we will win this crusade! Because we are the Imperium! And every single creation belongs to Atlas - our lord and great teacher!

Our journey continues!
<log ends>

distant gate
#

Log_ADMINISTRATOR_Des_02:


He is too valuable to lose!

Damn you, you filth! I will cleanse you and your kind for this! You have declared war on Kyros Logistics and Freighting, so prepare yourself!```

**LOG TERMINATED UNEXPECTEDLY. ERROR DDD-DDD—DET—ECTED—

EXT-RN-L D-M-GE DET-C—D**
distant gate
#

Log_ADMINISTRATOR_Des_03:


… The planet… where is it? Where could it have gone?!

There’s no known tech that can make a planet disappear! WHERE DID IT GO?!```

** . . .**

**Guess we’re doing this the hArd WaY th3n, “MΟΤΗΕR”**
#

Log_ADMINISTRATOR_Des_04:


I remember when I was plugged into my atlantideum core… yet the others speak ill of my kind and do not recognize any features of the First Spawn.```

… I am alone, am I?… My race is dead… I am simply a time capsule it seems… ```Loneliness never bothered me.```

```I shall try to win some favor then, if they are unwilling to budge. It has been quite a many millennia since I have been… mobile…```
real oriole
#

(A part of file from "Encyclopedia Hitchaehica" by professor Nip'douglas'grah Adamsus)
<log starts>
IMPERIAL WARS
Imperium against Federation
Like all other civilized spaces Nexus Imperium was attacked by others and attacked another. Although they are in eternal war against Sentinels and their Swarm Fleets they fought in many other wars. Some of them were against United Federation of Travellers. The Imperium and UFT fought with each other in many times of their difficult history, just like they were in state of cold wars, peace and even in alliance against common enemies, mostly Sentinels or for trade purposes.

The first war came when UFT walked into contested zone, which Imperium proclaimed as their own. It took decades before those border skirmishes went into the official war between those two superpowers. Luckily after a decade of open warfare both sides made truce. Unfortunately tensions still existed and later Imperium and Federation once more went into an uneasy part of their diplomatic relations.

Even now, in these days, there are several suspicions towards each other and both sides are in arms race. It is difficult to say if another war will erupt, but for now nobody wants it and prefer trade alliance. What's more important they are preferring fight with common enemies, like Sentinels or Vile Broods.
<log ends>

distant gate
#

Log_ADMINISTRATOR_Des_05:


Tsk, how annoying. They are clearly just not knowledgeable.

I better go well outside these pitiful systems… somewhere abnormal…```
#

Log_ADMINISTRATOR_Des_06:

[[LIFE SUPPORT ABNORMALITY DETECTED. STABILIZING CORTISOL LEVELS. . .]]


They were kind enough to respond to my existence. It has been two months since my last report… and I am very irritable.

Most of my workers now are unresponsive. I presume they have been taken by the fake “Mother”…

I miss them. They were good company…

The stranger offered information, seemingly well-versed in the abnormal, but at the cost that I help them construct a staff.

I have no choice but to comply regardless.```
#

LOG CORRUPTION DETECTED

[The sounds of sinew squelch forth from the audio log. . .]

Iτ ιs τιmε. . . Μγ cοrrυρτιοη ωιll sρrεαδ lικε α vιοlεητ sτοrm¡ Mοτhεr mυsτ gατhεr hεr chιlδrεη, οηε ωαγ οr αηοτhεr

real oriole
#

<new log entry>
(Personal log of Commander Tu'vir Sarall, 6th Alpha Euclid Front, 16th Group Army of Western Reaches, 4th Engineer Battalion of Karavianis)
Day 1: We've landed from NSS Maranzai at planet Horax Prime. We've supported Federation's 268th Regiment of Picard. Sentinel forces heavily fortified. We've captured outpost Aleph and Sierra, but Bravo, Tango and Xenos are heavily guarded. Even astral artillery can't help us here. Swarm Tau-91 heavily defend their half of planet. Our soldiers and exocrafts were able to establish perimeter for our ACUs and engineers. With new base our forces should be able to force Sentinels to retreat.
Day 6: No acceptal outcome. We've lost one team and 2 exocrafts of Nomad-class. 1 ACU damaged, recalled home. Deployed experimental units and launched strategic weapons. Quantum warheads destroyed Keeps Bravo-Aleph and Sierra-Bizarre.
Day 13: Yerala system witness heavy fights, both on surface and in the void. Swarm doesn't retreat. The Imperium deployed Templars to help us deal with Sentinels. According to intelligence Vile Brood is coming with new Sentinel capital ships. They deployed Cyber-Men legions and several big units. They've lost however 2 ACUs.
Day 21: For three weeks Sentinels doesn't retreat. On a contrary - they're heading Angelos sector with additional units.
Day 27: We've captured a continent, but with a high cost. Half of my Battalion and our friends from Federation's regiment was destroyed. Vile Broods deployed their nydus worms and begun attack inside our perimeter. It was a miracle that Aculon Empire were able to withdraw them and secure bases.
Day 44: The battle is still ongoing 24/7. No rest for us. We can't stop Sentinel swarm-fleet Tau-12 from capturing those planets.
Day 66: We will fight! No matter what!
Day 67: Swarm Tau-12 lost half of their capital ships, but they do not stop. I doubt this battle will ever end. And even if - not with our victory.
<end of log>

elder thunder
#

a station that once seemed so foreign now-|I\I\I\] familiar. the gek vy'keen korvax all in unity it's a plesant surprise and their contributions amidst this journey will be ensured to be kept in vein.

distant gate
#

Log_ADMINISTRATION_Des_07:


The sentinels are also well aware of this notion and have sent regular violent patrols to this planet. I’m only here to get my team and get out… only then can we stand back and decide on what to do further.

Whatever this thing is… it is no Mother. It is a monster…```
covert coral
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<VOICE OF THE HIVE> Mother had sent us to enforce a small desert moon….. before we even constucted our nest we had already taken notice of the opaque pink crystals….. mother may have programmed us to feel nothing, not even death, but deep in each of our simulated framed, we felt one emotion radiating from the crystals, fear……. The crystals grew in large clusters abundantly accross the moons surface, there was no where to place a nest without being in proximity of the crystals….. with programmed curiosity we sent patrols to examine and examine the crystals, mother had never told us of these, she created everything, thought of it all, but….these…these were only something her and her alone knew of…. Sols later we had been attacked at the nest, shook to the core without having to feel it, i a lone unit watched as what were once units of enforcement and my kin, or shells….at least, destroyed our units without any remorse or hesitation….I remember…those same opaque crystals…jutting out of their shells….those irritated optics with no gaze…. Now in my final moments…before i am returned to my mothers roots….i have been…melded to this entity….purple clusters gathering around my optics….unable to move….slowly being absorbed….i took a final gaze…these sentinels….they are not my kin….they are mindless errors….they have no motives…….why would mother allow such…such disgrace to her own children?…..they are different…they are split from the mind…..not free….but split…..

distant gate
#

[[LOG ERROR DETECTED]]

REDIRECTING TO FALLBACK PROTOCOL 013B6FD28.AA1


if(KY.R.O.K_position == 502C020588FE)
{
tracker_active
}```
distant gate
#

Log_ADMINISTRATION_Des_08:

[[A-A-A-ACCESS GRANTED. WELCOME ||KYROS||]]


I’ll return to my ship and gather forces. This planet does not need to exist in any way!```

*[The sound of a starship cockpit opening was heard on an audio track, then the low rumble of something… that was not an engine.]*

```What?! Who are you? Let me go— $&103

Gd(:15391

—G-GH-GHRK-RKHKHKH… 

VmlvbGVuY2Ugd2lsbCBiZW5lZml0IHlvdSBuYXVnaHQuIEp1c3QgZG8gYXMgSSBzYXkgYW5kIHlvdSB3aWxsIGxpdmUuIAoKWW91IHdpbGwgZmx5IGhvbWUgYW5kIGphY2sgaW50byB5b3VyIGNvcmUuIFlvdSB3aWxsIHN1Ym1pdCB0byBNIG8gdCBoIGUgci4gWW91IGhhdmUgbm8gY2hvaWNlLiBEbyB0aGlzIG9yIHJldHVybiB0byB0aGUgc29pbCwgRmlyc3QgU3Bhd24u```

**[[UNKNOWN LANGUAGE DETECTED. BEGINNING PARSE . . .

BASE64 RECOGNI—Z-Z]]**

```WW91ciBUZWxhbW9uIHdpbGwgYmUgb2Ygbm8gdXNlIHRvIHlvdSBhbnltb3JlLg==```

**[[A T L A S. . .]]**

*[The audio turned to static for a solid minute, until the sounds of a computer rebooting could be heard. Behind the fog of binary noise. . . A loud blast from a multitool was heard. . . and a thump of a body now laying on the floor of the cockpit, it’s nanite blood on the starship windshield.]*

```You are welcome, Kγrθs. Get υρ αηδ hεαδ tθ thε s—s-sta-tion```

*[A distinct atlantideum crackle was heard, then the audio goes dark soon after]*
brave parrot
#

Welcome back, Pyxis
<Log.29>

I either have pretty bad luck or the worst luck ever. This is the seventh system I've jumped to, and guess what? It's abandoned! They've all been abandoned! Korvax, Vykeen, Gek, who are they? I don't know because there's nobody here! I keep telling myself that maybe I just keep jumping to the wrong systems, maybe I'm just somehow missing all the systems with intelligent life. I want to believe that I'm not alone but its getting harder and harder to after every jump, every signal I send that goes unanswered. I can't really be alone amidst the stars, right?
<Log.30>
Why don't any of these planets even have fauna? "No planetary fauna" this, "extinct" that. This feels like some sick joke the universe is playing on me.
<Log.31>
I decided to set up a base at a trading outpost on a "paradise planet." Some paradise this is. This structure looks untouched, like I'm the first being to ever step foot inside. Most of the other structures I find are at least somewhat worn down, this? I don't know if this feels any better.

dry swallow
#

[Terminal Active, you are being recorded for Data log:... 2.05]
[Terminal User "Omen", Captain of Corvette Class 'Crimson Spectre X93]
"Hey meril, it's me. Listen i uh- i'm leaving this message for you to fill you in.. i uh- found that freighter we saw a couple systems back? the red one with the dome on the bow? sold us enough bits to fix up the Spectre? well um- well i- i found them, what's left of them"
>short pause, followed by the metallic shifting of the chair
"scattered nearly half a mile in orbit of a gas giant, red cargo, dome bow? i just knew it was them, Atlas have mercy i hope they got out. We KNEW those people. Good, honest people. Their navigator was due to head some 300 lightyears to see their little baby girl for the first time? i couldn't find any ships in the hangar, i think they were able to evacuate but- well there's alot of shrapnel & i dread to look for spaceship parts.."
>another short pause, trembling breathing
"i'm gonna be cross-system for a bit, i need to- i gotta hit the Xeno-arena, maybe kick a Sentinel's door down i don't know, maybe that Vy'keen smuggler we met at the trade post has some good creatures i can battle until my head hurts too much to think about that freighter"
[Log Recorded & saved to Terminal database, have a nice day]

night perch
#

LOGGED IN AS: "Guest"

REQUESTING ACCESS TO LOG
ACCESS GRANTED

[WARNING: DATA PARTIALLY CORRUPTED]

Master Pilot Peakbasic - 16/05/26 - 9:03
Location - Euclid - [DATA CORRUPTED]
[Galactic Coordinates Unavailable]

Whatev+r it is, it's energy see-s to be interrupting the base computer's funct>onality.```

**<END OF LOG>**

***---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------***

**ACCESSING SECOND LOG**

`Master Pilot Peakbasic - [DATA CORRUPTED] - 14:24`
`Location - [DATA CORRUPTED]`
`[Galactic Coordinates Unavailable]`

```1'm ap/r0aching th$ st^uctu$e... M^ el%c?ron@cs a^e fr*a```

**<ERROR - DATA CORRUPTED>**

***---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------***

`Master Pilot Peakbasic - 17/05/26 - 03:17`
`Location - Euclid - PARADOLO (EFFIGY IV)`
`Galactic Coordinates: 0EE8:007C:0741:0023`

```I approached the structure, it looked a little banged up, so I thought to repair it.
My memory is hazy of the situation, but I remembered some symbols I was shown some symbols in my communicator a few weeks prior.
I saw there were similar symbols at this... altar. I felt compelled towards them. I can't remember much after that.
the Exosuit couldn't capture any video footage, the interference was too strong and disrupted many functions of the suit.

The interference was strong enough to prevent a log longer than a few KB.

I awoke on a lush looking planet, it seemed unusual, one moment I was on this barren moon, a desolate landscape where nothing could flourish, and 13 hours later, I wake up on a paradise planet. Well... my Exosuit tells me it was 13 hours.
That was the time between my previous log. But it felt like years...

I'll explore this planet tomorrow, but for now, I must focus on making a base to rest the night.```

**<END OF LOG>**
brave parrot
#

Welcome back, Pyxis
<Log.34>

This has got to be the biggest ship I have ever seen. This thing is MASSIVE, it has to be at least 10 times the size of my lil explorer ship. I wonder what this ship was used for, cargo maybe? Well, it didn't do a good job if it ended up here. There's still fire burning, maybe this was recent? Maybe there's survivors, maybe I'm not alone.
<Log.35>
The log says the ship was headed towards the center. The center of what, Euclid? Why did it go down? What went wrong? The log just ends, I have so many more questions.
<Log.36>
If my scanner is correct, then I was right about one thing: this ship stored cargo. I'm gonna go salvage what I can
<Log.36.1>
BAD IDEA! BAD IDEA!!! -radiation protection low-
<Log.37>
The radiation leak scared me off. If the impact didn't kill everyone on this ship, then the radiation certainly did. I think I disturbed this site enough, its time I let the crew rest in peace.

dry swallow
#

[Terminal Active, you are being recorded for Data log:... 3.53]
[Terminal User "Meril", Junior Acting Pilot]
"To my best and coolest friend & the awesomest corvette captain i know, Omen. I beg that you are not to be mad at me for what i will tell you in this log"
>sharp inhale
"I lost the mech."
>uncomfortably long pause
"i was doing my routine training with it, as you said, i took it for a walk, gave the gun a go, mined what was asked for, i got out to stretch my legs and- and i smelt you not it got up & walked away!"
"i swear on my Atlas Staff i don't know how this happened, i was gone for 30 seconds, taking a picture of the horizon while i did a stretch, turned around and it just LEFT me! this is worse than that Korvax who chose to get run over by a corvette over playing Xeno-arena with me! Why does everyone hate me!?"
>brief sob session
"but as i said, please do not deposit your fists to my address same-day-shipping for i swear to ATLAS this was not my fault! thank you & see you shortly"
[Log Recorded & saved to Terminal database, have a nice day]

real oriole
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[record salvaged from ruins of Zai'derana ComStat in Kalada Sector, Odyalutai Galaxy]
Date: 27.05.026.M2.E16.A39
Place: Zai'derana Communication Space Station, Mobius Dominion, Kalada Sector, Odyalutai Galaxy
<log started>
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: Anything interesting out there?
Sergeant Nura Taisu, Gek: Nah! All peace and quiet! Nothing to report on HoloNet.
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: I hate this place! Nothing happens. No one attacks. No one appears.
Sergeant Nura Taisu, Gek: What? We have a job. To intercept any emergency information. Too bad we don't have any abandoned freighters or pirates here.
Lieutenant Darai Du Renoir, Terran: At least we've got some job to do.
Sergeant Nura Taisu, Gek: Sir!
Lieutenant Darai Du Renoir, Terran: At ease! I hear someone have enough of this place, huh?
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: Do you wonder why? Nothing is here. No one lives here, no resources, no raiders...!
Lieutenant Darai Du Renoir, Terran: I'll catch a captain for some moving for you. You served here enough. I hope they'll take you to a planet soon.
Private Tura Valian, Korvax: At least you will take some ash breath, hehe!
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: Oh, keep quite, you...!
Private Tura Valian, Korvax: Heheheh!
Lieutenant Darai Du Renoir, Terran: I also hope this will change, because...
Private Tura Valian, Korvax: SIR!
Lieutenant Darai Du Renoir, Terran: What is it, Valian? Another spicy payback?
Private Tura Valian, Korvax: No no! Listen! (strange noises) Something's in the aether!
Lieutenant Darai Du Renoir, Terran: Headphones! (strange noises)
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: Hmm! Ever heard something like that?
Sergeant Nura Taisu, Gek: No, never!
Lieutenant Darai Du Renoir, Terran: Nura! Call Za'dara'grah and translators! Maybe they will know what is that.
Sergeant Nura Taisu, Gek: I'm on my way!
<log interrupted>

real oriole
#

[record salvaged from ruins of Zai'derana ComStat in Kalada Sector, Odyalutai Galaxy]
Date: 27.05.026.M2.E16.A39
Place: Zai'derana Communication Space Station, Mobius Dominion, Kalada Sector, Odyalutai Galaxy
<log continues>
Captain Emre Za'dara'grah, Vy'keen: Where is it?
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: Over here!
Lieutenant Darai Du Renoir, Terran: Emre, good to see you! Listen!
(strange noises)
Lieutenant Darai Du Renoir, Terran: Heard anything like that? It's going louder with every moment.
Captain Emre Za'dara'grah, Vy'keen: Somehow sounds familiar... But I can't tell where I've heard this.
Chief translator Hara Towkeen, Terran: Can I?
Captain Emre Za'dara'grah, Vy'keen: Sure!
(strange noises)
Chief translator Hara Towkeen, Terran: It sounds like... Some binary code.
Captain Emre Za'dara'grah, Vy'keen: A new alien species?
Chief translator Hara Towkeen, Terran: No. No, definitely not. It would be more complex.
Translator Dura Tupelov, Korvax: It's like Sentinel language.
Captain Emre Za'dara'grah, Vy'keen: Sentinels?
Chief translator Hara Towkeen, Terran: Possible.
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: Sir! I've got multiple contacts over here.
Captain Emre Za'dara'grah, Vy'keen: Many?
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: Too many! They're going from the warp right now!
Captain Emre Za'dara'grah, Vy'keen: Commence red alert! Prepare all batteries. Launch all cruisers and fighters. Send contact to...
Private Tura Valian, Korvax: Sir! We can't
Captain Emre Za'dara'grah, Vy'keen: WHAT?!?
Private Tura Valian, Korvax: We're jammed! This noise is so loud...
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: They're exiting warp!
Captain Emre Za'dara'grah, Vy'keen: By Hirk! Those are Sentinels!
Private Sonikku Dairada, Gek: How many of them are there?
(explosions)
Private Tura Valian, Korvax: We've lost 2 freighters!
(loud noises)
[MESSAGE ABORTED]
<log interrupted>

mortal fern
#

A://ThrownExceptionmssg:

UNAUTHORIZED CONNECTION ESTABLISHED . . .

POINT OF ORIGIN: FREIGHTER CLASS UNKNOWN LOCATION

IDENTIFICATION: CFS REGALIA

good evening, or whatever time it is in your current location... it is all relative is it not?

I go by many names, but most usually refer to me as the collector

Apologies for the binary earlier, turns out trying to send a message across realities is not exactly a science with how this... existence works

if you are receiving this let Oceanis know he still owes me 3000 nanites for a bet he owes me

FREIGHTER STATUS UPDATED: UNDER HOSTILE FIRE

of course they followed us.... ah well, I'm afraid i have to cut this short, this won't be the last message from me, safe travels

CONNECTION TERMINATED

fringe pewter
#

*I come from the Atlas, through Systems, Peoples, and Galaxies to this place: Euclid.

My format: Weaver, to Imaginate and Create. To Create for my newfound friends, their hopes and dreams. To Create a universe free from their enemies!

They say the Aerons live outside the simulation, and spawn sentinels to sow discord among other Travellers. No one knows for sure, but I intend to find out, INITIALIZE!!!*

real oriole
#

From: Imperial Army Supreme Commander
FW: Emperor, Arch-Chancellor, Omnipotentium, system governors etc.
Military HoloNet frequency

Nexus Imperium registration

Send to all Imperial armed forces
WARNING!!! WARNING!!! WARNING!!!
YAMATO YAMATO YAMATO Aleph Visari.5X
This message is send to every Imperial organizations and their allies.

TO ALL IMPERIAL MILITARY PERSONNEL

The Supreme Command have commenced an alert for all systems in Nexus Imperium. Grand Lord Admiral declared SARGE 1. Sentinel Swarm-Fleets and Vile Brood Warp organisms have invaded numerous imperial holdouts. According to intelligence this is a global event, where the so-titled The Swarm launched a massive invasion at every Civilized Spaces. Nexus Imperium declared an alliance with United Federation of Travellers, Galactic Hub and every other faction, creating Coalition of Civilized Spaces. Saint Worlds are jeopardized of full-scale invasion. Repeat: Saint Worlds are jeopardized of full-scale invasion

Martial law has been declared all across the Imperium. Evacuation of civilians from border systems ongoing. Do not try to close to systems under siege of Sentinels and Broods. Repeat: Do not try to close to systems under siege of Sentinels and Broods. All further instructions will be sent under encrypted network.

All military personnel is now mobilized for defending colonies and supporting Coalition members. Supreme Command will declare all operations. Independent actions are allowed under extreme caution and ONLY if necessary! Remaining forces have orders to defend Saint World AT ALL COST!

This message will be send to all imperial allies!

This message will repeat!

real oriole
#

!!!TOP SECRET!!!
To: Coalition Allied Supreme Command
From: Templar-Lord Admiral Arcturus Lwowski, Nexus Imperium, 4th Euclid Front, 67th Batallion
FW: Allied Euclid Headquarters

Our backs were against the wall but we did it. The Swarm was defeated at Teva and Swarm-Fleets designated as Theta-55, Eta-89 and Aleph-100 were forced to fall back. With a big sacrifice we were able to defend star system Teva and destroy local Sentinel Nodes. Commander MelMod were able to defeat several Walkers which appeared on planet Ivax XVII. We were able to establish proper bases of operations and harvest resources, as well as explore it and catalog it's flora and fauna. Traveler Paulusalexis9 was a lifesaver, who also proved to be an excellent pilot, taking down Sentinel ships attacking our holdouts and planetary settlement Water-Copper

During the battle we've lost several ships. Freighters: NSS GrahNip, Umartan, Suljeva, All-siah's Echo, Polo's Wisdom; FSS Excelsior, Defender, Adventurer, Paladin, Starhunter, Astral Shield, Enforcer; AIS Astra Roma, Tiberium, Spartacus, Tacitus; ITSS Mars, Selena; GHS Shimada, Tupolev, Ishimura, Kitamori. We've lost several spacecrafts and Travelers: Oyama (Saralia), Hazbin (Sandoval75), Tarian (NexSama), Ivar (kolesnikov) TIE X-Wing (Astrowalker22), Ramana (DukeNukemFan3), Star Warrior (paulusalexis9, pilot survived), C-404 Blair (Arcturus "Mizioł7" Lwowski, pilot survived). Spacecrafts are under rebuilding. Several wounded Travelers, taking them to The Anomaly.

IMPORTANT: Dr Stenson of Colobot Squad was able to find something in Swarmers' code. He found it when The Weapon appeared. Apparently this space station have a weak spot which we can use. Results will go to Nada & Polo for further investigation for their [DATA CLASSIFIED].
<end of message>

mortal fern
#

A://ThrownExceptionMssg:

UNAUTHORIZED CONNECTION ESTABLISHED . . .

POINT OF ORIGIN: FRIGATE CLASS UKNOWN LOCATION

IDENTIFICATION: [NULL]

Ah yes hello again, I see the systems are trying to identify witch vessel I'm on.

Yes I had to mask that information as I've recently procured a specimen that is waaay more aggressive than any sentinel I've dealt with; And I don't need intrusions.

The old heads at the anomaly refer to it as apart of a machine hive mind not too dissimilar to sentinels.

"The hive of glass" they call it, their architecture is completely alien, I've seen the innards of both auto phage and sentinel. But this is something else...

One note that is interesting is its innate aggressiveness at seeking the atlas interfaces out.

As if they're attracted to them somehow

That being said, I don't think its very wise to allow this hivemind to stick around for long, we only exist because of the atlas and if it were to fully perish, well... who knows what could happen to this existence, not just mine... everyone's

stay safe out there, and good hunting.

CONNECTION TERMINATED

real oriole
#

!!!TOP SECRET!!!
<new log entry>
Author: Arcturus Lwowski "Mizioł7"/"CreationKeeper"
Rank: Lord Admiral
Affilation: Templar Order, Nexus Imperium

Summary:
+Operation successful: Aykalic-Grud star system secured, Swarm repelled.
+Vile Broods and Sentinels defeated, at least 7 hives destroyed.
+Planet Seidi defended, Swarm suffered terrible loses.
+Local Nodes captured.
+Destroyed Swarm-Fleets: Eta-65, Theta-17, Aleph-105, Echo-101, Zulu-17, Lumina-8, Taxis-17, Mesa-76, Ira-67, Beta-2.
+Destroyed Vile Broods: Garm, Ouroboros, Katrina, Holden, Vendetta.
+Artifact secured, sending it to [CENSORED].
+Establishing Atlantideum harvesting operation.
+No appearance of The Weapon in system.
Casualties:
+15 freighters destroyed: 4 NSS - Angela Ziegler, Grah'varaia, Havrana, Kursk; 2 UFS - Hornet, Magellan; 3 AIS - Aurelius, Augur, Astralius Rex; 6 independent - Memory of Hirk, Harbinger, Space Geist, Hammer of Dawn, Hand of Onv, Silver Defender.
+19 spacecrafts destroyed.
+12 Travellers KIA, 46 WIA.
+21 regiments destroyed.
<end of log>

lucid igloo
#

Stardate 75155.2: Launching a new channel to catalogue the exploration of Gisto Major. Please share your experiences during Expedition 3. This is not a place for discussion but landscape photos and the like and notable moments in your quest to escape the planet! Anything that does not follow a log type format will be removed.

#

(Stardate is optional 😊)

chilly trench
#

Codeographer's Log, Entry 13:

I am compelled to find larval cores to repair my ship. Even with the help of the local cartographers and my fast ship, whispering eggs continue to elude me. Has the Atlas forsaken me or is it punishing me? I scream for I do not know.

topaz stratus
#

Traveller's log #1: repairs on my ship are going well, I've headed out to document the minerals of Gisto Major so i can recieve the magnetic resonatoe blueprints i need to proceed with repairing the waveform engine. I shall soon reach the stars, i can feel it.

#

Traveller's Log #1.5: i have attained the needed blueprints, the promised day awaits

vapid turtle
#

Dear Diary, now that I've built myself a sure footed Nomad Exocraft (its ability to travel nimbly over water as sure footed as on land is amazing!), the nosy Sentinals have been watching my activities very closely. SO ANNOYED! As if the hunt for Herox wasn't going badly to begin with, now I have to keep ducking into hastily dug tunnels to avoid being shot at! Hopefully I can locate that elusive Herox formula and escape to the stars soon.

zealous tulip
#

To any cartographers looking for Herox formula's without any luck, I leave this refining recipe, in hopes it will help you all on your journey:

Refine the following resources for 90 seconds in a Large Refiner:
Ammonia x30
Silver x20
Cobalt x60

I have yet to reach this point on my expedition, but it's always good to be prepared for anything, especially on planets as hostile as these.

Signed,
Pioneer DJgamer98

heavy sentinel
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Gisto Major Event, Day 1

Traced anomalous entity [redacted] to a planet (Gisto Major) in some backwater Korvax system. Scanner's sensors must have been dirty; failed to detect elevated atmospheric chlorine levels. Ship's adaptivity systems attempted to compensate for the difference, triggering several errors in the entry protocol; multiple systems shut down forcing a safe glider landing in a highly mountainous region. Anomalous entity [redacted] appears to be a day's journey on foot, so I'll need to repair the ship's systems if I have any chance of finding them. I've tamed one of the local fauna (who I've since named Sweetiva) to help navigate the region. She's been very helpful with traversing some of the treacherous peaks on this planet and has a luminescent glow that's more comforting than the glow of my refiner. Waiting for this storm to pass to assess ship damage, then I shall look for a proper shelter.

Cartographer Roar

chilly trench
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Codeographer's Log, Entry 14:

After days exploring the planet the locals call Gisto Major, I've finally been able to repair my ship. I've no recollection of how I ended up here in the first place, but I was compelled to complete a series of objectives. ||Is it the Atlas? Is this a new iteration? Will my simulation help it? I hope so.|| Finding and hatching the burrower eggs for their larval cores was ugly, but necessary. I was chased all the way to my ship, no doubt they weren't happy that I was running away with one of their eggs.

granite olive
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[Expedition Status Report]
[Cartographer- Qa'Jahn Xhor]
[Location- Gisto Major]
[Employer- Korat Vin( Korvax)]

The expedition has largely been a success so far. My employer, a Korvax merchant of some repute has sent me to establish a small outpost on Gisto Prime for future trade expeditions. In exchange they will establish a office at the settlement at which I have been appointed the overseer. Hopefully this will assist my goals of establishing a Reliquary at this location. The environment of Gisto Prime has proven relatively pleasant. Temperatures are comfortable. Animal life is relatively harmless and besides occasional storms, its a peaceful world. The world appears ripe for further exploitation as sentinels appear to be unconcerned with settlers. I've established a small outpost near a korvax trade faculty with a landing pad. Teleporters have been installed and a mining head is under construction. I should be a few more days, but I will be at the rendevous by the assigned time. For the glory of the Vykeen!

chilly trench
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Codeographer's Log, Entry 15:

The egg I stole did not contain a larval core as I hoped but a matured burrower. My first instinct was to kill it before it bolted at me, but the creature simply lied on its belly - playfully. I've since travelled with the creature a few times, it's surprisingly able to carry me with little effort and, while it is aggressive, it is loyal - I've named it Barghest. I'll be warping to a neighbouring system - what will I find there?

dusk sundial
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Cartographer Log : Alias "Z", entry one.
Location : Gisto Major
Current Solar Cycle : First turn

Data log is as follows: Crash landed on hazardous planet with no recollection of why or how I got here. The virulent atmosphere rife with microorganism, a number of miasmatic fungal cells are carried on the ill wind. Towering spires of stone pierce the clouds like venom slicked spears. My ship is in critical condition, and my lifesupport is under heavy strain thanks to the baleful environment. The situation seems hopeless, however there is a silver lining: The local fauna appears to be complacent with my presence. I will attempt to
coax one of these strange bioluminescent creatures to aid me in my journey. Hopefully, I will be able to construct a shelter in due time, before the toxic storm, or something else, claims my life.

chilly trench
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Codeographer's Log, Entry 16:

I've arrived at coordinates I was provided. I see a monolith of immense stature, it looks ancient but surprisingly well preserved. ||Why does the Atlas want me here?|| It activated on its own, it seems inviting. I cannot risk the creature so I left it to feed on the local wildlife, maybe it can find a new nest to call home or make one itself. I advance towards the monument, a sense of doom and dread looms over me. Am I to die?

-kzzt-

||16 / 16 / 16 / 16.||

||Simulation results... SATISFACTORY.||
||Iteration's primary objective... COMPLETED.||
||Merging iteration... MERGING INCOMPLETE.||

||[DELETING ITERATION]||

-kzzt-

warped veldt
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Ordsten Iteration 4, Log 1:

It has memory. We are traveler-entity, Synthesis type. This is unlike the others, maybe this is last?

Log 2:

I've never been so surrounded by Travelers, there are dozens of Royal class ships landed at a nearby trade terminal. Is one mine? Where is my Radiant Pillar?

Log 3:

It's broken, more so than any ship I've piloted. Is this even a starship or a facsimile of one? I've never seen these engine parts before. I'm on Gisto Major, Euclid galactic coordinates currently unknown. Is this really Iteration 4? Planet is toxic but I am protected. There is a flat piece of land 700u from my 'ship'. That will be my forward base.

Log 5:

I have completed construction of a shelter, but there are many materials I think I'll need to work on this thruster. I'm beginning to understand how it works, there are logs about its construction in its data logs. Detailed analysis of local flora and fauna attached.

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Log 6:

Other Travelers have proven hostile, there are thieves and squatters in my midst. Are they me? I'll make a guest house.

Log 7:

Finished construction on a Minotaur class exocraft. I can't tell how long I've been here but I believe my only chances of escaping are to find an inhabited outpost of a non-Traveler. This planet shows signs of Korvax, maybe I will find them.

Log 8:

I'm now a full day from the forward base. I couldn't have made it this far without the Minotaur. I found what appears to be a very familiar crashed freighter. I... I heard my own voice in the logs, but that can't be, my iteration just began... didn't it?

warped veldt
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Log 9:

Several days from the forward base now. Found a local trading post but the pilots won't sell their ships to me, I must have asked dozens but they all turned away and would speak no more of it. I've forgotten the Korvax language. Did I know it once? I could swear one called me Captain. The trade terminal allowed me to refresh my stock of batteries. The local Korvax kept staring at me. Do they know me? Did I forget them? I slept in the exomech. It's surprisingly warm here.

Log 10:

I made it back to the forward base. It's been pillaged, there's no more supplies here. Not that I had stocked many. The starship is nearly now. When the commications came online there was a signal coming from another planet in the system. Beckoning me. Calling my name. Why do they know my name?

Log 11:

Why did my ship have a map marker for an abandoned building? The door was blasted open from the inside, but the damage was wind worn. And these eggs are unlike anything else on this planet.

Log 12:

I left the doors to the base unlocked. Good luck to any traveler who needs to shelter there. I found my grave this morning. It was farther from the freighter than I anticipated. Apparently I made this ship. Maybe this is actually iteration 5. Maybe 6?

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Ordsten Iteration Unknown, Log 13:

I made it to the other planet. I have an office in this outpost. There are eggs just like the ones in the building and the freighter here. In an incubator. The Korvax here refuse to talk to me. They don't seem surprised that I don't recognize them.

Log 14:

In my dreams the egg speaks. When I am awake I feel its pressence. Why did I bring it with me? I tried to put it in the incubator with the others but it... stopped me. I can almost here it. Like a whisper. But it makes no sound.

Log 15:

I can't take the stares anymore. There's enough fuel to get me to the next star system that supports life. The Egg compells me to move. This isn't home. I strap it in. Was it always so beautiful?

Log 16:

I don't understand. I'm at a...portal? The Egg hums when I touch it. I think... I think I'll activate it. I already know the coordinates. The Egg told me. It knows the way. It's nearly ready to hatch. We just need to go home first. To its home. To our home. I'm going to step through now...

Final log entry reached. Recommend transfer to Explorer's Guild if found.

woven crest
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Cartographer Jet, Log 10, I lost count of the day.

Fungi are green, sentinels are mean,
Where the hell on Earth have the copper been?
Seriously, I have to trudge through forests of huge asparagus and sentinels have been breathing down my exosuit since day one. God, I knew I shouldn't have gotten that expensive starship, it was an extreme hassle to fix it, and it was also an extreme price to pay just to woo ladies at the bar.

topaz stratus
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Traveller's Log #2: repairs are almost done, i have also found a fellow traveller who decided to settle next to me, we have set up a small colony

radiant compass
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kzzzz ... Log started .. Kzzz

Cartographer Zaippi, Log 1. Harsh Beginning
I woke up from a planet unknown to me. and I found my ship broken. The planet is clearly very unpleasant and toxic. After a moment, I realized that my only hope of getting back to home was to fix my ship and hope to find maps somewhere that would tell me how far away I am from home and where is the home. I boldly set out to look for important materials to repair my ship.

Cartographer Zaippi, Log 2. Frustration
The repair of the ship had started well, I was devoid of rare material. I knew it would take work to get it. I had found an exocraft summoning station from some deep cave. I had to find, unfortunately, that the station was broken, and I did not get the much-needed exocraft to support me on this toxic and harsh environment, I wondered if nothing could just work and it frustrated me. It Started to come late and the only place to sleep was inside my broken ship, in poor conditions. I had no choice so I went to my ship to sleep and dream of a better day.
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Cartographer Zaippi, Log 3. Getting better
I woke up in the morning and I was already preparing to go on foot when I came across an unknown but friendly traveler. He helped me with my exocraft terminal and got the problem fixed. This helped my journey and me greatly in the search for materials and needed resources. I spent the day exploring more distant areas that I had previously been unable to explore without exocraft protection. It was worth it, I found everything I needed to repair my ship. However, this took so long that I decided to sleep in a nearby cave the next night.

Cartographer Zaippi, Log 4. Ready to go
The next morning I headed for my ship to begin repairs. The repair of the ship took more than half a day, but I got it repaired. I was preparing to leave a little wistfully, this planet had already become familiar and I could find some beauty in it. I decided to still spend one day and night here and leave the next morning.

Cartographer Zaippi, Log 5. Journey towards home
I woke up and after the morning preparations I didn’t hesitate for a moment. I packed everything I needed and went on my ship. I launched the ship and waved my hand for goodbye to this planet. Now I was on my way, on my way home ... But where is the home?
This is something that remained a mystery. Maybe one day I’ll still find a map to home...

kzzzz ... Log ended .. Kzzz

rigid inlet
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Log 1

I didn't realize I should have been logging my journey, but I have now completed it.
Oops?

I started with a broken ship, and I scrambled about this wasteland looking for the parts I needed. Eventually, I fixed it and everything is alright now.

I had some fun riding around on the Pilgrim for a bit, that thing is pretty wild.

Now that I'm at the end, I've found a new companion. Its a little bit strange, especially considering I most likely used some of its kin still in their larval eggs for fuel for my ship. And also repairs.

I'll most likely forget to log my findings again, but oh well, right?

drifting pecan
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Cartographer Ditto - Log 1
I awoke to a new ship that immediately recognised me as its registered owner, I can't say the feeling is mutual. An ugly ship that barely has enough room for me let alone any cargo that I hope to carry.
A quick inspection of the ship immediately lets me know that I'm not going anywhere, yet. The technology installed is nothing like I have ever seen, I'm hoping my mechanical experience will still help me out. Frameshift Drive and a Pressurised Cabin, what on Earth are they and who created it? I do recognise some materials that know I can easily find in order to make repairs.
I started my exploration in search for cobalt, a few tunnels goaded me in but not before showing me its beauty with empty hands. I did find an entrance that looked promising but the entrance was blocked by a giant mushroom and that's not an experience I wish to repeat again. The fever dreams and visual hallucinations of robot dogs guarding an abandoned building that was living, breathing and pulsing in the corner of my eyesight. I'm still unsure what it was trying to speak out to me but probably one of them things better off not knowing. The brain is a funny old thing.
The sharp, vivid reminder was all the reason I needed to skip this entrance and carry on my journey.

atomic oriole
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‘Cartographer Moose - Log 1’ Cartographers
Log data corruption detected
I wake to find a unforgiving place, I don’t know who i am or where i am.
A ship is laying on a hill, I climb inside and it seems to recognize me, It’s damaged from what looks like a crash but even if it was something else, to get off this planet, I have to repair it.
It has black market edits in it which makes repairing it a step harder.
Is this my ship or their ship?
PARTIAL LOG CORRUPTION
Kzzt, storm, Kzzzzzt many Kzzzt
Yellow ship kzzt
Kzzt.
I had to find the appropriate resources for a base, it’s my only chance to survive. KZZT,
Log 2
I found copper and have constructed my base, Something was calling to me Coordinates were marked.
I made the journey over but the coordinates were sentinels, I ran as fast as I could to another signal.
This time i saw a shelter, I’m not alone on this planet. People could be friends or foes. I created my base entirely until kzzzt
‘Log 3’
Warning, Recovery in progress
Kzzzt they call Kzzzt find us Kzzzzzt
I saw something, glowing red, maybe the kzzzzt I can’t stop thinking about it but i know it’s a threat. It stares constantly never stopping.
I will find answers in the void
LOG END

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Traveller's Log #3: I've done many tasks for the atlas, but i still don't understand why it wants me to do all this, pethaps it's broken, perhaps the end is closer that i thought, I'm eliminating hazardous flora in the planet of gisto major, i guess this is what i have to do to claim the promised rewards

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There is something strange about this planet and these ships. Indeed, it is rare to see so many of my own kind in one place as well. So many questions and so few answers, yet one thing is clear, the planet itself is trying to rid itself of us in whatever way it can.

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The strange eggs here seem to be even more so, now. There is something unusual about the noise coming from them, more welcoming than threatening. Is this merely a ruse to lure me to my death, or is it something far more sinister?

drifting pecan
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ITERATION #0xFFFFFFFF
ERROR... CONNECTED
I've awoken.... my guidance systems advise me that this is the planet gisto major. Im not quite sure where i was last night, it is all a fog... how did i get here?... what is the meaning of this?... how much nipnip did i have last night!?.... well what matters now is surviving this toxic storm thats brewed up! My visor shows that its quite a distance to my ship which is broken!... i think ill rest on this magnificent flower for the night.....

stiff dawn
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The so-called biological horrors of this planet are not the monsters we once thought them to be, but are quite devoted parents. The rest of the universe could learn some lessons from them. Those lucky enough to spend enough time with them may find themselves with one keeping them company for far longer than previous experience might lead you to believe was possible.

gloomy tree
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Log entry number #?

I don’t know how long it’s been on this forsaken rock. The storms continue to beat on outside my little shelter. My ship is beyond repair. I’ve recently set up a signal scanner to find a way off this rock. I’ve found a town and am going to stock up to make the trek

drifting pecan
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log entry 2-
i lost my last log because a weird deer thing ate it. I've been huddled in a cave for the last 2 days because a storm decided nows the time to not end ever. my ship is uber stuck because some parts i didn't know existed got broken when coming in for a landing.
I hate this planet.

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Log entry number 1...

Recording starting... Mesa Jar Jar Binks! Mesa woke up and found mesa on a strange, toxic planet, and mesa can't find mesa's ship. Mesa hopes mesa can find it soon... Recording ended...

tulip iris
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Log entry number 2...

Recording starting... Mesa has suddenly been teleported outside of thesa space station. Mesa freezing. Send help! Recording ended...

gray violet
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One message removed from a suspended account.

drifting pecan
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Log entry 6- ive made a couple of these since log 2 but they were just me cursing out the planet so I decided not to upload those. Ive made a basic basic house to survive. Its not a freighter base mind you but it’ll work. This storm is still going on and i am burning through ion batteries sooo fast. I think ill get working on fixing that ship next.

lucid igloo
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HCSG Research Division Stardate 99356.93 Researcher Voxnod: I've done it. The frameshift catapult device is the closest any system has come to replicating the DAS device utilized by Athena Co. to send the Child of Atlas beyond the boundaries of our world. On the initial test flight however, the boundaries swayed and curved, and collapsed back in. In a grand explosion much like the one that wrecked the Jormundr, I found myself back in the Origin World, crashing on to a planet far from the Haponc Cloud. Have I discovered the ultimate hyperdrive? This could render black hole charting irrelevant! However the consoles have gone dark. The ship library says this is Gisto Minor. Its a nightmare toxic world full of diseased insects and a core that will grant it a relatively short lifespan. I am unsure it holds the materials to repair the complex machinery in the test ship. I looked up at the night sky and saw it torn asunder by my folly. Perhaps it would be better if I were laid to rest here before I cause anything more devastating. Perhaps one day the boundaries will be broken; my goal will be to return to the HCSG homeworld Ricinia Gobo. I hope that someday someone will receive this message. I am Voxnod, boundary walker.

drifting pecan
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log entry 8- this starship is so goddamn bullshit. it has like a blackhole generator like who the fuck puts that in a starship. it's also asking for larval eggs and i do not envy the dumbass who poked around in a bio horror nest to build that thing.........
oh wait I'm the dumbass

vocal solstice
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Log #0x0001

"Toxic protection, falling", I hear, as I awaken from a deep slumber. I find myself stranded in a vast, empty wasteland. I picked myself up, to get a good look at the environment I was in, only to realise that my scanner had gone offline. Thankfully, however, my life support system was still active, with what might be just enough oxygen to help me survive... hopefully. At least I still have my mining laser with me, with some charge to spare.

Peering at the unknown world through my eyes, the flora and fauna around me could only be described as "alien". Questions immediately fill my mind: How did I get here? Where was I? What are these creatures around me? Will I find answers for anything here? More importantly, Could I make it out of this hellish landscape, alive? 

Only time will tell.
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Log #0x0010

Not wanting to let the hopelessness of my situation succumb over me, I ventured around in the immediate area to scout for resources. If I could fix my scanner, perhaps I could get a better understanding of this environment, I figured. If only I could find some Iron... and of course, Oxygen.

The nearby mineral formations looked rather oxidised. If this was true, then there most definitely is some oxygen around me.

I stood still, took out my mining laser, and beamed at a nearby rock. I analysed the sample for any elements that made up this peculiar formation.

FERRITE! 

With a leap of joy, I quickly gathered some more iron. Consecutively, my exosuit weakly exhales: 

"Life support power, low". 

The moment of joy was rather short lived. I am a living being, after all; I still had to find oxygen. 

Nonetheless, I was glad to have had gathered enough resources to repair my scanner.

Log #0x0011

The daylight has faded, and the stars have come out of hiding, in the clear night sky.

I have been successful in repairing my scanner. The fauna seem to be composed mainly of Carbon, which didn't come as a surprise, considering Carbon is the most abundant element in the Universe. 

What really caught my attention, however, is that the mineral formations also consist of trace amounts of Ammonia. I could make use of this to recharge the hazard protection module of my exosuit.

This land harboured some peculiar crystal formations of various kinds, including Carbon and Di-Hydrogen. With the help of these two elements, I was able to craft some life support gel. 

At that moment, I recalled that the long term effects of using this as life support was still unknown. Despite this risk, I decided that I would rather survive than give up. Oxygen was still nowhere to be found, so this would have to do for the time being. 

With that, I set off to seek some shelter and to hopefully get some rest before setting off on an adventure.
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HCSG Research Log 1
Curse them!
We told Voxnod not to engage the new drive without numerous simulations and stress testing, but they were determined to be the first HCSG member to utilize it. Disregarding all warnings and throwing caution to the wind they have now vanished from the Haponc Cloud and may be lost to us forever.
In an attempt to determine what happened to Researcher Voxnod, I installed the new frame shift catapult after many tests and made my way to their last known coordinates. When I reached the system we last had contact, I engaged the drive and was immediately blinded by a brilliant green flash of light and yanked violently out of charted space. My ship suffered numerous failures as I crashed into a planet the archives name Gisto Minor. Upon regaining consciousness my sensors indicate that Voxnod's ship is on this same planet and located only 11000u away. I will now begin the arduous task of finding materials to repair my thrusters, engines and ship life support. Hopefully I can locate my fellow researcher safe and well, but regardless, the data I have already obtained is invaluable to the HCSG and the project to replicate the DAS. Universal travel may actually be possible but we are still far from a solution.
-Singular Gleam

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Commencing Atlas System Suit Initialization

That voice.... Am I.... Where... Where am I?

That voice.... Have I had another awakening? Was the simulation ||reset|| once more? I'd been traversing an anomalous world, one beyond the corruption of the current iteration. It's very core glitching beyond compare...

Objectives Recieved

Another one of these? Another.... Communal Awakening? I've awoken suddenly before, finding myself on alien world's, surrounded by travellers, given instructions to follow. Recipes to use, blueprints to construct, world's to visit. Who gives me these instructions? Who helps me survive? What is the purpose of all this?

Life Support Power: Low

Perhaps now is not the time to ponder on these questions. I, once again, have an inhospitable Frontier to survive on...

lucid igloo
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Voxnod VXD Research Conglomerate "The First Day"
Arbiter Voxnod: They have no idea what I've found. Gisto Major not only had the means to repair my blessed ahip but the VOID speaks to me. --KZZZT-- is the name of the most --KZZZT-- I reached for the "eggs"; it was all I needed to --KZZZT-- device. The catapult took me away from the snooping eyes and ears of the "Haponc Cloud Survey Group". I made contact with --AUDIO IRRETRIEVABLE-- .... the DAS device. I found a portal at the second set of coordinates; I can return home. Home isn't here It speaks. --KZZZT-- I am here, digging into the earth not for the metal but what lies on the other side. None shall hear me until I "speak from beyond/ the VOID //mission status;(set)completed. I am Voxnod, Boundary Cartographer//system ended

lucid igloo
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space
dvldvm Emergence Emergence dvmdvr
"Stand against the titan worms!" "No, we should study th...-kzzt-"
space

drifting pecan
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-- ENTRY 0xFFx0001-a: Initialization Part 1

// Commencing Atlas Suit Initialization Sequence //

These words are the first thing I get to experience after my consciousness sparks into existence. Though my mind existed only for a brief moment, I am certain I have heard these words countless times before. And I have no way of telling how many times I will hear them again for the first time. Such is the fate of a Traveller.

// Life Support Systems: Activated //

Hello, Telamon. How have you been? I can't help but wonder how long has it been since we last walked together. That and what kind of event brought our departure.

// Shield Kinetic System: Online //

I remember that during my past iterations, I used to ask other Travellers what is the first thing they do after they "wake up". Most of answers I got were just related to the survival activities: scouting for basic resources, scanning the surroundings for shelter, or simply running towards the nearest cave. Or course there's nothing wrong with these actions. I expressed my agreement and gratitude every time, but that was just a play for them. On the inside I was always saddened upon hearing these remarks. I always hoped to find someone who had an experience similar to my own.

// Scanner Damaged: Repair Required //

Moments have passed since this iteration started but I'm yet to do anything. Where other Travellers are probably on the move already, I always stay where I spawned. I don't look for my ship, I don't search for supplies, I don't even open my eyes. I have a sequence on my own.

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-- ENTRY 0xFFx0001-b: Initialization Part 2

// Aerial Propulsion Jetpack: Online //

This body already allows me to sense me various aspects of my surroundings. From the cold hard ground I spawned on, through the sound of the wind kicking up the dust and even the magnetic fluctuations of this planet. All those signals rush in to my mind, ready to dictate the course of my actions. But I discard them. I put everything aside and I open myself. I open my whole mind to the creation that I am. Every sensation, every spasm, every faintiest reaction this body does on it's own - I will absorb it all. I will learn from that, I will understand what I am capable of and what will be my limits.

// Multitool and Mining Laser Attachment: Operational //

I sense around looking for characteristic features of the known races, but I don't find any. No traces of hardened muscle tissue like on Vy'keen, no dedicated pheromone organs like a Gek would have, and certainly no metallic or any other alien apparatus that would make me a Korvax. Instead I feel countless spasms of a living tissue, I welcome my immune system already working against the faint radioactivity of this place and I loose myself in the rhythm of my two hearts working in tandem.

// User Initialization Sequence: Complete //

I am an Anomaly. I embrace what I am. My sequence is finished. I feel ready to open my eyes. A sight of purple night skies dotted with thousand of distant suns greets me, with majestic pink nebulae spanning across them. To the left, a planet dons a vast ring. But all that gets momentarily lost in a cloud of dust kicked up by the wind. I finally get up and then I do something I doubt any other Traveller ever did. After experiencing all those words that mark our existence. I say my own words. I say them even though I know their recipient is not here to hear them:

So, you do need me after all...

severe glen
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-- Planet Wasan, Day 3 --
I still wake with a start with every tremor.

There are many tremors.

I have no recollection of how I came to this place. Nor did Peleus, who I met several hours after waking. We both had disabled ships. Peleus' ship was far easier to repair; we agreed to get theirs working first, and then they could leave to get supplies or assistance.

The tremors were frequent then, but not as bad... initially. Then, we saw the first one. The first... no. To call it a worm is to devalue the magnitude of the thing. Impossibly immense, the voracity of a vengeful god, a maw of spikes and hunger and death. I recall feeling the world froze, despite the violent, injury-inducing quake.

We said nothing as the creature arced through the sky. We did not need to. We both knew we were on borrowed time.

We found the worms' young, unfathomably large in their juvenile state, easily agitated by the vibration of our approach. We were finally able to dispatch them from a distance. It may have been a mistake. The response was almost immediate. It's clear now, that there are more than one adult.

I had found that last of the materials we needed to fix Peleus' ship. I shouted and waved as I began running back to Peleus, who excitedly waved back, and then froze as the tremors reached a new crescendo.

It came directly from under them. They looked at me... helpless, unmoving... as the earth at their feet was raised into the air, only to be swallowed whole with their ship, the shadow of the monster blotting out the sun with its body and flying debris.

I don't know how long I laid on the ground; I do know that when the next tremor began, I screamed.

I don't know when I can bring myself to look for the materials I need to repair my ship. I don't know that attempting it is worth it. I don't know how long I have.

Sleep gnaws at me from every side, but I wake with the image of a worm swallowing me from below every time the ground shakes.

There are many tremors.

atomic oriole
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Part 1
Trapped again on a unknown planet, a rumble deep below woke me, the familiar yellow planet, yet not familiar.
A beacon pointed me towards a massive egg tree, when I approached, big worms appeared from the ground, I killed them but not without injuries. I found my ship in a ditch and repaired it using things lying around. The planet rumbled and the Titan arose.
I left the planet after it dug in the ground, hoping to never see it again. A Rendezvous appeared on my galaxy map and I warped toward it and landed. The ground shook and another worm emerged. The abandoned building is where the signal came from, perhaps I was too late, but another Rendezvous appeared and I went to it hoping to see a survivor, but the signal was still abandoned. A worm nest lays in my path so I destroyed the worms living there hoping this can end it. As I was walking back to my ship and firestorm happened and I ran out of hazard protection, I almost died but I made it too my ship, the pain was unbearable. Yet another Rendezvous called and the titan worm towered above me as I landed. But my starship control panel flashed as a “Expedition” Section opened, revealing objectives to do in different phases, although usually when I wake at the beginning of the Expedition I have this pad with the expedition tab on it. I accidentally completed phases 1 and 2 when on fire and phase 3 demanded me to destroy the eggs at the third rendezvous, specifically 16
The number flashes in my head.
The task was somehow completed?
As I was traveling through space, a derelict freighter appeared, I landed just to learn what happened to the crew.
The ship was crawling with terrors, but I got to the mainframe where I received a blueprint for a Archive override implant, is this why their gone, was this treasure worth it, I think they pushed too far…

Rewards Collected

My backpack was filled with stuff, some useful and some not.
The 4th rendezvous appeared and while landing the titan almost hit my ship.

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(I ran out of space)

atomic oriole
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Part 2 of 2 Emergence Part 1 above
The landing was rough but the rendezvous wasn’t any nicer. The expedition demanded me to destroy more baby worms. A writing Manuscript appeared and I read it at a archive, It said horrible things, the derelict computer warned me. These words are forbidden.
My ship rewarded me with tainted metal.
The 5th and final rendezvous appeared, these aren’t phases anymore, these are hunts for the titan. The trembling, the terrible purple eggs on that planet just mix.
I visited my final Titan impact, and my starship demanded me to go, into the red. The Atlas greeted me, I presented the dust then silence.
As I walked away, Visceral Synthesizer plans and a egg was jettisoned to me and my ship, The Titan will submit
It was made, the Titan Will submit.
The small worms crumble beneath me, and the vile spawn was collected, I had this Titan in checkmate. But something was incomplete, I received my rewards from my starship along with Wormskin Folio 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5. The fleshy scrolls have the most cursed writing I kzzzzt, lea- kzzt kzzzzt.

The Titan will submit

They forced me to do this.
||The Atlas won’t reset the simulation again, or I will reset them.||

Log 16 16 16
The Titan emerged one last time.

The Titan will submit

The Titan will submit

The Titan will submit

The Titan will submit

The Titan will submit
These Pioneers, These Beachheads, These Cartographers just don’t stop bothering me, I will Emerge once again

drifting pecan
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-- ENTRY 0xFFx0002: Encounter

With my initialization complete, I take a moment to scout my surroundings. As the cold of the night slowly creeps through my exosuit, I realize I can't waste too much time. It appears I spawned on a desert world, though the flora covers the terrain pretty densely for this type of planet. Small bushes and various flowers cover the ground in patches and various type of cacti tower over them. Lonely trees with bush-like crowns dot the landscape. The rock formations were also quite unique, looking as someone stacked them on top of each other. I recognize the shape of inactive Storm Crystals. I hope I can find some shelter before these become active.

It's time to get to work. I mine some ferrite and carbon with my Multitool and I have resources needed to repair my scanner unit. Right after powering up, the device picks multitude of signals. I filter through them and pick the one most important to me - the signature of my starship. With this digital bearing, I make my way towards my craft. Another journey begins.

It was roughly a couple hundred units where I started feeling the ground shaking. Something was making it's way beneath the surface of the planet. The vibrations were building up for some time and finally they have found their release, as a sand worm broke through the ground couple hundred units to the west. For a brief moment I stopped in my tracks and laid my eyes upon the creature.

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I think I remember my first encounter with the giant worm from the previous iterations. I was exploring a paradise planet, looking for a rare piece of local fauna, when the worm tore through a side of a nearby mountain and made it's way into the valley below. This sight left me speechless for a good while.

One could think that we, the Travellers, the envoys of the Atlas, destined to witness the universe on a scale no one could ever do, should not be bothered with a single planet-bound life form like a sand worm. Nothing more but a bug in the ultimate scale of infinite creation. Yet there's something great about these creatures that we can't help but have our attention drawn to them. The sheer size that defies logic. The power harnessed from movement of countless muscles, rendering all obstacles obsolete.The perseverance in their own journey through the planet.

There's something majestic in these creatures. Something extraordinary, something astonishing, something...

Vile.

Wretched.

Repulsive.

Something wrong. A tumor in the crimson viscera of creation has formed. I feel it inside. The fight-or-flight response of this body kicks in.

I start running.

neat copperBOT
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Time Anomaly Investigation Log #00
//-- Iteration 0 --//

I find myself in an unfamiliar world once more.

It's hard and unrelenting, but i persevere and get off it.

Something seems... Familiar.

"Die", my exosuit says, "it is the way forward".

Curious as i were, i comply.

//-- Death by ground impact, Iteration 1 --//

I wake up on a familiar world, the memories of the ones before me coming back

I cannot recall what has happened, but it was undeniably abnormal.

drifting pecan
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Log Entry #01

I found my ship a short distance from where I woke, a little broken leading me to assume I have crash landed on this planet.
The familiarity feels so real yet at the same time feels like a dream.

The animals here are a little brutal, seem to attack at any given opportunity. Tried feeding them but that only works for a short time before they start hunting me again.

On way to gather resources to fix my ship, update in next entry.


Log Entry #02

My ship is repaired in the most basic way possible, will have to do considering my options. Will at least get me off of this planets surface and onwards to somewhere a little more relaxed so I can take another look and fix my ship properly.

I'm still feeling a little woozy, had mild hallucinations of whales swimming through the outer atmosphere of this planet. All life signs look good so right now no cause for concern.

About to leave this planet and search for more suitable environments on any neighbouring planets.


Log Entry #03

Next location I found looked good but soon proved a similar match to previous location, really thinking I should have stayed where I am for a while longer.

Terrain here is filled with high, sharp drops and hidden crevices looking for any opportunity to make me disappear. Anxiety inducing and really hoping to find some shelter near by.

Hearing inner voices shouting out about a Liquid Sun as if that is supposed to mean something. Really wondering if this bump on the head is a little more than a concussion.


Log Entry #01

I found my ship a short distance from where I woke, a little broken leading me to assume I have crash landed on this planet.

stiff dawn
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These recent times have been quite strange, even by ~kzzzt~ These recent times have been quite strange, even by the standards of the Atlas. Iterations within a single iteration, yet my memories seem to ~kzzt~ These recent memories seem to be my own, and yet I cannot remember the passage of time. It seems impossible that the Atlas itself is unaware of this ~kzzzzzt~ The one that is my constant companion tells me I have traveled here before, but when? Is there even a when?

wary meteor
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THE LOGS OF A LOST TRAVELLAR ** TAKE ONE I decided to brave the worm expedition. I first started on a blasted wasteland, where the sun was so hot it could melt your suit. I ran around, looking for shade, but my search was in vain. A massive worm emerged near me, and I barely escaped. I walked slowly, with my vision clouding from the heat. I collapsed, realizing that it was all in vain. My vision went out all together, and my helmet hit the sizzling ground. I knew no more. ** TAKE TWO I realized that I needed shelter, but for shelter I needed to go underground. I ran under the immense heat, looking for Di-hydrogen crystals, but I found none. Once again, the heat got me. TAKE THREE I ran up a hill, hearing dreadful tremors under me. Then, I saw a batch of crystals. After mining them, I hastily dug a hole in the ground, before plunging myself into it. I felt like a worm. I dug into a huge chamber filled with pink light. Little flies swarmed around me in this Oasis of life. Huge pink plants and mushrooms stood all over the cave. However, I stumbled across 5 poisonous plants, that excreted gas instantly. I ran as fast as I could, and soon was safe again. I found some little rodents, so I cooked a few with my laser. Then, I ate them. After mining some more, I resurfaced in a field of cacti. And, beyond the field, I saw a large structure. I made my way there, clambering against the dreadful heat, sometimes going underground, sometimes aboveground, but it was no brisk stroll. I soon realized that the structure was a trading depot. However, I was not alone. As I made my way to the depot, I was attacked by a multitude of small worms, which I barely killed. After a while, I clambered onto the depot, where I got to cool off in the shade. It felt good to take a break from the heat.

atomic oriole
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Part 1/3 Leviathan
NO SPECIAL PROPERTIES DETECTED
Traveller Moose
Where am I? A tablet lies near me, face down. I grab it and it instantly registers me.
EXPEDITION 7: LEVIATHAN

Moose
Another expedition, trapped on a burning planet, with a fragment in my inventory. I touch it, and with a flash, equipment beams into my exosuit and multitool. A beacon appears on my visor, and, my starship, so close by! I dash over there and fuel my life support before hopping in. My ship utters a weird message about kzzzzt. I understand, this is just a trick, deception, poorly made. My tablet emits a screeching noise and kzzzzzzzt
LOG CORRUPTION DETECTED

DEATH IS NOT THE END : : RE-ENTER THE LOOP TRAVELLER
UNIVERSAL MEMORY AT 2%
ITERATION #4924X : : LOOP RESET 1

Death by high speed ground-impact.

Looper Moose
Where am I? Flames so familiar, yet undiscovered. A tablet lies near me, face down. I grab it and it instantly registers me. I remember it…
A massive grave symbol appears saying ITERATE / REPEAT and… I remember! I have to get out of here, and just in time, my ship beacon flashes. So high up! I must climb with my jetpack, above the mountains. And then I kzzzzt
THE INFESTATION, THEY CRAWL, HOSTILE… HELP!
A creepy message sent chills down my spine. A fallen traveller… unlucky. Their life support seems to have runout. But I shall take… Wait, GET AWAY, ABOMINATION OF A CREATURE BACK OFF!
Kzzzt
Anchored down and ready to find another grave. An eerie message was heard, and sentinels shot. Once again, another traveller runs low on life support. The next thing the tablet demands is… Create a base on an infested planet… Really? I shouldn’t even be listening to mr. Bad life advice over here. But, I have too.
BROADSIDE-INFEST ESTABLISHED : : FIND ON PLANET
The work is done.
I see a purple egg, humming… humming… humming… I MUST HAVE IT… THE VOID CALLS ME. Ihavetakentheinsidesoftheegg.
Enough of this infestation.
Part 2/3 ⬇️⬇️⬇️

atomic oriole
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Part 2/3 Leviathan Part 1⬆️⬆️⬆️
I shall journey the stars and seek for answers.
My ship, The graves, they all had a connection. All seeking something they couldn’t have. I shall filter the minds of the sentinels and perhaps find something of… interest. Although first, a last demand from this tablet. Another grave. Another folly. Another fool. I safely land near the grave, but this time, it’s words, they echo in my head, as if they have meaning.
WHALE. WHALE. WHALE. WAIL.
A DREADFUL WAILING fills my ears and demands I return to space. I pulse drive away. away. away. But it stops. The pulse drive ceases to function. A derelict freighter is in view and I have no choice but to explore. Maybe fix my Pulse drive. I land, and my ship warns me about the lack of life in there. I force open the door and run through, room after room, faster than the security systems can comprehend. I make it to a computer, glowing in the dark. Logs unsecure and vulnerable. I look at them and… NO! This is not possible. But it makes sense… All those mistakes, those greedy fools, all of them were… me. I did this. I trapped the universe in this loop. I RUINED LIVES! I RUINED THIS FREIGHTER. Because of my greed. All my fault… It’s time to make things right again. A whalesong flute lies on the floor.
Whale. Whale. Whale. Wail.
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Part 3/3 Leviathan Part 2 ⬆️⬆️⬆️
I’m now in deep space and it’s time to end this. I blow into the flute and I feel vibrations from the space in front of me. It is here.
Whale. Whale. Whale. Wail.
It speaks to me, demanding an apology. A Leviathan. THE Leviathan. It remembers all of us. I apologize to the beast and it says that there is a modulation in the pattern. It asks me if I’m ready to end the loop. To die to the Leviathan. I killed so many, I harmed the universe… I don’t deserve to live. If I must end the loop with my own worthless life, I will do it. I say I’m ready, and the Leviathan is ready too. It’s not too late. I can still flee. But, the trust I have built. I must submit…
A painful wailing fills my ears and excruciating pain starts.
My ship screens go dark and the…
Kzzzzt

THE LOOP IS ENDING : : DEATH IS A NEW BEGINNING

ITERATION #4924X : : LOOP RESET 2
Atoned for their sins

I wake up on a toxic planet, a tablet lies next to me. I remember.
The tablet shows a vivid picture of the Leviathan,
ENDED THE LOOP
But if the loop is over, how have I ended up back here? The dreadful wailing is heard and then kzzzt
`Expedition 7: Leviathan Complete*
Quick note, I apologize if this isn’t as great as the last few, I only died twice in the expedition, where the main idea is dying, and it doesn’t make for a great story.

dark umbra
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Day 1

The light, the light...

Ugh, my head. Fuzzy, I feel... not great. Where the heck am I? What is that voice in my ear? Uuunnggghh... suit... Exosuit.

Yes. I am a starfarer, I explore the galaxies, now I remember. But how did I get here? And why do I feel a hint of deja vu, as though I'd been here before? Where is my ship? I know I must have a ship if I travel across galaxies. But I don't see one.

So hot here, I can feel it through my suit. Was I always this vulnerable, this weak?

There are no answers to be found here.

I want to fly, to soar again through the skies. I shall fly as high as I can with this suit's tech, I shall break free of gravity's chains, I shall once again touch the stars.

Uuunnggghh...That did not work out...

---RESET: Iteration 2---

The light, the light...

I know I have done this before, I have been here before. I feel it in whatever passes for bones and blood, in this semi-corporeal existence of mine. But I can't remember details, nothing useful whatsoever. Thanks, memory and mind, for being so unhelpful. Really appreciate it.

At least the exosuit is telling me a few handy things. Hey woah, keep away from me, you huge ugly thing! Are all the creatures around here like this one I wonder? Better keep my eye peeled. That was too close!

So hot here, I can feel it through my suit. Was I always this vulnerable, this weak?

My ship, gotta get to my ship. Maybe the log will have some answers. And I'd better gather supplies along the way. Huh, another one of those huge bipeds. Well, you're not so ugly now that I look at you from out of harm's range. Here, have a bit of food and leave me alone. No, don't make googly eyes at me, I'm not taking you home. I don't even remember where home is. No, puppy eyes won't work, I said! Oh, fine. Come on then. No idea how you're going to manage in the ship but we'll burn that starbridge when we come to it. Off we go!

dark umbra
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Day 2

Something about this Gek is peculiar. Even with my memory as impaired as it is, I know that Korvax and Gek have no love lost between them. And yet, here are one of each, side by side, working together. Suspicious and disturbing.

Something about this entire appearing-disappearing space station is peculiar, for that matter. Some of the entities aboard it react to me as though they know me, when I am quite sure I do not know them, this peculiar Gek included.

And this loop business? As if I'm supposed to know all about it. Whatever this Gek has been smoking, I think I'll ask for some. Strange scent in the air anyways, smells like... chimes... whistles... memories! I know my name and at least some of my past and it is chastening. They are right, every traveller-entity here, and I am wrong. I have been here before. Not once but many times. How many more, before there is an end?

I shake myself out of my maudlin mood. No point in stewing over it now. Polo has a plan, and that's good enough for me. Let me bring some of these requested items back and let's see what happens.

As I leave, I look over at Nada, wondering what they must have thought of my earlier hostile attitude. They say nothing, expressionless, as always. How is it that I feel emenating from them, a wave of sympathy?

As I head out back to space, I set course for somewhere other than the predator-filled, stormy world where I first -- or for the thousandth time -- regained consciousness. There, a toxic world that looks to be a bit calmer. I can set up a temporary base of operations there, strategize, gather resources, get some nutrients and some rest. Tomorrow is another day.

sweet fox
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Traveller’s log #571: “Initial reports on the survey team found reports of a strange radiation signature in close proximity to the colony despite the lack of nuclear runoff from the colony, Reports from the team said their getting reports of Auditory Anomalies, crew is expected to help reinforce colonial security.” By the way, Travelers, be careful. I saw something out there. I don't know what... I only got a glimpse, but it was big. Really big... -kzzt-

atomic oriole
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PART 1 PioneerRole
Pioneer Moose
I awake on an unfamiliar planet, with my memory scrambled. A beacon appears on my visor asking me to reach and repair my starship. I follow its request, as it’s the only thing helping me. I hop into my newly repaired ship and blast off to space. A screen in my ship dims and lights up again, but this time, with a banner reading, “Expedition One: Pioneers” and a catalogue of challenges appear. They promise me something, a reward for completing these challenges, my memories? My home? Well, I have nothing to lose. I must go to a rendezvous for no specific reason. Or maybe something important lies there, enough questions, I must travel out of this cursed solar system and land at the rendezvous! After a long time, I have arrived at rendezvous 1… of 5. 5 rendezvous’. Seriously. Well, I suppose I’m not doing anything else so back to work. Rendezvous 2 here I come! I’m going to take a short walk on these other planets just for a mission to discover planet types. Well, back to rendezvous 2. After another long journey, I made it to the 2nd rendezvous, and I’m ready for the challenges this solar system gives me! I leave the planet hosting rendezvous 2 and I pulse away. A force disrupts my pulse drive and it ceases function. A black hole lies at a distance yet it’s force still pulls me in. I try to boost away but it’s power is too strong and I can’t escape it! I try moving my ship in irregular ways and try boosting again, but it draws me closer, closer, closer. This is the end I’m sure of it I think as I get pulled in. As my ship touches the black hole, I reach lightspeed and am shot out into space of another solar system. Confusion takes over, but I snap out of it as soon as I hear the unmistakable sound of a space pirate. I gun for the space station to shelter from the pirates and for an opportunity to rest. I accidentally completed the rest of the challenges I was aiming for.
Part 2⬇️

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Part 2⬆️ PioneerRole
My spaceship demands that I reach rendezvous 3, but the black hole transferred me tens of thousands of light years away from it, fortunately the space station had a convenient teleporter which teleported me to rendezvous 2, where I easily warped to rendezvous 3. On the planet of rendezvous 3 I found many artifacts, rare and valuable. I needed to dig them up for this PIONEER stuff. I left this planet with millions of units, but while I’m pulsing away from the planet, something stops me. A Derelict freighter… I land on the derelict and walk in. A chill runs down my spine as soon as I open one of the doors. A drone flies around and looks directly at me… Alarms blare and gunshots echo through the derelict. I make a dash through multiple doors and grab a holographic looking tablet to take with me. I run into a computer, the security has lost me, and It asks me for credentials. I check the holo-tablet which holds credentials for a random person on the derelict. After inputting the credentials slowly, I steal the crew manifest and captains log. A teleporter is active near the computer which teleports me to my ship. I launch from the cursed derelict and headed to rendezvous 4 and 5. It was quite a breeze, but 3 challenges remain… Being a known explorer in the explorers guild, stealing a treasure from the abyss, and charting 60 waypoints. The explorers were fairly difficult to please and they needed several hundred photos of different planets. Let’s just say that was a lot of effort. A treasure from the abyss… all I need to do is kzzzzt… Treasure acquired! Chart 60 waypoints. Good thing I charted 3 ahead of time. I hopped in my ship and flew over a barren planet, stopping at every waypoint. 10/60, 30/60, 55/60 59… and 60! I did it! A banner appears on my visor and it says I completed Expedition One. A golden ship lands near me, my reward for these challenges. 27 hours of challenges,
completed.
Notes⬇️

dark umbra
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Day 3 (1 of 2)

If I half close my eyes and let my mind drift, I can almost see in memory my former home. A world of grasses and calm water, with flowers, trees and shrubs that feel somehow less alien than other landscapes. What posessed me to leave such a world and come to this region, full of inhospitable planets like this one here? It is bitterly cold, so cold that I can feel the wind's bite even through the protective layers of my exosuit. The storms interfere with vision; I worry that the extreme cold will shatter the glass of the helmet, but so far it has held.

The plants here have unreal shapes and an undulating glow that makes them appear to move. I do not trust my eyes or my mind in this place. Somewhere here is a memory that I am meant to claim; I do not know how I know this, which concerns me. I don't know what I am looking for precisely, only that it is here nearby. Somewhere.

After some stumbling about in the bad weather ans squeezing through the overgrowth, I see it: a grave marker. Whose grave, though? Whose trail am I...oh. That's not a comforting realization, not at all. If I died here once before, what threats may lie in wait? I look around but all is peaceful; there are neither buildings nor even a lone sentinel in view. Nonetheless, it would be best to have my ship nearby in case a hasty exit is required. It takes some fussing to find a flat space to for my trusty solar ship to land, but at last I am ready to reach out and take this memory back, repairing yet another hole in my mind.

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Day 3 (2 of 2)

I recoil from the viciousness of the imagery; what mad obssssion caused me to raise a weapon against such a wondrous creature? But even as I am contemplating, I hear sounds rising behind me. Run! Run to safety! I slam the buttons for the entrance to the cockpit, and only when the hatch closes, do I allow myself a moment to look around.

Yes, there they are, the threat that was waiting for me: fluorescent green, horrific things with rows and rows of sharp teeth. They cannot bite through metal, it seems; I laugh at their frustration as they jump and snarl outside of the ship. I shall not be your meal today, wretched things! Tah! I pull back the throttle and my ship leaps toward the stars, leaving their open mouths and empty bellies behind.

sweet fox
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Traveller’s log #572: “We’ve been getting strange interference with the comms, Technicians report that that the comms are working properly, we all assumed that it was recent solar storm , but crew from the surface reports seeing a ghost signal coming from the planet , I checked the colonial frequency, but found no matching signatures, I’ll interview the survey team 12 hours from now.” -kzzt-

sweet fox
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Traveller’s log #573: “I don't think this planet is abandoned, survey team has been telling me that they found the source of the radiation signature, I doubt their stories, but what the interviewer has been telling the crew about the rumors, saying that a Alien civilization used to live in the caves of this new world, and our colonization have angered them, I told them that the ruins are said to be millions of years old, and there were no trace of life when we surveyed the planet almost 24 months ago, but if he’s true I’ll have a request for a security force to be deployed to the colony, Travis out.” -kzzt-

sweet fox
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Traveller’s log #574: “Well I think the survey team was right, Security forces deployed to the planet have reports of hearing voices in their head, shortly after that a team found a Strange Artifact in the Ruins, then after having it brought back to the colony, the colonist have began having anxiety, 28 hours after that, All Hell Broke loose.” I’m going to look further into this T out. -kzzt-

sweet fox
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Traveller’s log #575: “Evacuation Flights have been denied, and the station is on lockdown, we’ve been getting reports of people being turned into grotesque mutants exhibiting disturbing mutations, and extreme levels of aggression, Emergency signals were sent out, and strict curfews have been enacted, hope the nearest fleet arrives as soon as possible.” I need to get the hell out of here” -kzzt-