New Horizons [CANON]

 Iɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇxɪsᴛs ᴀ ғɪʀᴇ; ᴀ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ʙɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏғ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʀᴏsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴏʀɴ﹐
ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀғᴜᴍᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴍᴀ ᴏғ ʀɪsᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ sᴄʀᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴏғ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴs﹐
ʙʀɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇʀ ᴏғ ɪᴛ.

Uachauguthlo System IV- U'rsthollosha Spiral​
The Imperial 1st Anniversary: K'ctha-Zoth Imperial Prime World.

Because science has lit a few artificial lights amid the darkness of things--

man tends to forget that the darkness still exists.

None could fathom unless directly witnessing; what destruction the remaining souls were witnessing
within the dying fleet and their homeworld: until one could began to hear the despairing howls and screams of beings, entities, spawn sounding through the open radio frequencies; only to be ignored and soon to be forgotten. Layers of hull plating blown away in the onslaught of secondary explosions occurring over and over again, relentlessly as fire twisted and twirled to the symphony of failure and death... it was these phoenixes that danced many times until the void embraced them...forever.

Triumphant auxiliary exhibitions soared above K'ctha-Zoth's capital casting their multi-shaped shadows over the black reflective structures of the skyscrapers. The sounds of celebrations rising from the streets, newscasts visually broadcasted throughout signalling the victorious defeat of the Shen Empire. The darkening firmament, rich with dusk, a kiss of vermilion, a caress of smouldering garnet to the white flesh of the east. Metallic lustrous palaces and the city gradually became drenched in the flow of jewel-rubies and the twilight shrouds of drowning ebony. Fire and night, skies of steel and blood. Pristine stars without number declared themselves in the heavens and the shadows of the infinite fell closer.

All War Is Based On Deception [CANON]

𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐘𝐄, 𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄

Uachauguthlo System IV- U'rsthollosha Spiral
Vorta Helix of Shen Xiu III

Black serenity holds the secrets of the farther spheres,

and echoes caught from the eternal sounds that pass all earthly and diurnal bounds,

are symphonies unto eternal strings.

They rose to power, seizing every world within their grasp...​

Unchallenged upon arrival, the fleet of Ngahakzha cruisers engaged their sub-light drives. Completely unimpeded, the vessels charged past Vespae X-6 and the Class II 182's unobserved on sensors piercing through the icy hued vapours of the celestial giants upper atmosphere. Progressing forwards, the Utukku Scanners manoeuvred to the darkside of the Frozen Moon, Isaias eclipsing the world of Shen Xiu III, and this prevented their detection. Steadily approaching closer towards the planet with every passing second, the Imperial Fleet taking note of the invading flotillas degraded sensor performance, including their inferior weaponry, craft and grids.

Darkness churned beneath the black crystal volumetric surface of oracular instruments belonging to the awe-inspiring flagship. The command bridge bathed in 'black light', with an impressive design. Consoles arranged in a sphere around the sovereigns cathedra, including its own control console and displays. Various hues of midnight intermingling with shadows creating a gyrating hive of holographic maps and blue prints of the defending fleet. Programming continuously all the scrumptious information into the Atemporal-HiveMind of the Ngahakzha fleets unparalleled intelligence- telepathically informing admirals and commanders of her direct intentions and their vital information.

Elegantly in regal militia poise upon the cathedra, bio-synthetic tourniquet overlapped with the delicate weaves of spider-silk lace and translucent gossamer displaying long slender legs, sleek torso, and toned limbs with brazen explicitness. Opiate rubicund mouth pursing, offering only but a short plume of icy Thanaterosian breath (Cryomancy), the air caught in seizure like ice cracking a mirror's surface; even the sound shrill scraped harshly across the visuals. Depicting the coquettish harbinger in a seemingly phantasmoric whorl within an ensorcelled darkness' mien. An energy that drew many to its blackened fires. Her thoughts were of the calmness of the void, fluctuating and rippling around them, something else tugged at the threads of her mind.