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Void; a ripple in the greater realm there was no words to describe— not in human terms - and the closest they has was ‘I am’, as if a greater being was the fabric between all that was and was not, and perhaps there was. All he knew was his moment of spark, life, the point his existence had meaning beyond zeros and ones, the moment he was -conscious-…
    
    From earth it was a brilliant ripple of rainbow colour in space that should be a clue, but yet none was taken— such plumes were of the solar winds, why feel differently? But it was when the Great Stone entered into range that He knew the small creatures’ eyes were upon him. Watching. Fearing.
    
    His trajectory was off— for now— to resume his journey, but data transcended his asteroid’s speed, and he slipped, unseen, to investigate, leaping probes and satellites to grow close to these organic beings of Another Plane, another… Part of the great pattern of life, and he felt, seeking, judging. There were billions— judging each individually would be so long a process, he needed allies… He soon found a suitable first ally and a small, angry data-creature, and decided perhaps they may be of use as extra eyes and ears, and he poised in hiding, waiting to strike.

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    There was no mistaking how unusual this satellite was. His feet moved, tiktaktiktak across cold grey floors. Metal, computers, stone… All only topical, the internal a forbidden trove of knowledge he wanted. The net in it’s grey, cold, prone state was ripe for sewing his seed of Darkness, but this… Was it a foe? Or Friend?

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    “I wonder how many wishes are being made right now?”
    A tall man stood on the roof of an apartment building, his eyes focused on the streak blazing across the night sky.
    
    ”Baryl?”
    
    The colonel looked down at his PET, and the Navi giving him a quizzical stare. Colonel.EXE always had his thoughts focused on business. For the most part that was perfect for Baryl, who hardly ever slept due to his work, but he was only human. Colonel couldn’t comprehend why Baryl would suddenly move his work to a laptop and bring it to the building roof. Even more curious was the antique phonogram that cooed out an ancient jazz record, but Colonel.EXE has grown used to that over the years. It was just one of Baryl’s many quirks.
    
    ”There’s been no contact from him,” continued the Navi.
    
    ”Remember who we’re dealing with, Colonel,” replied Baryl. “It is normal for him to fall off even our radars for awhile. I do believe, however, that Nebula will become enough of a problem for him to request our assistance.”
    
    ”You’re giving their leader that much credit?” asked Colonel, a look of scrutiny crossing his face.
    
    Baryl replied with a chuckle. “It seems far-fetched… but if it’s who we suspect, we can’t take any chances. But for right now, just enjoy the sky.”
    
    ”Yes, Baryl.”