Death Korps of Krieg
Keeper of the Ruins
Idahraos System, somewhere in the Milky Way, (Perseus Arm)
The unsettling darkness of space loomed over the ancient space platform of Mymera, a long abandoned Altaran research facility. Ten thousand years ago, it was a facility where the first Antiga Class Battleships were first conceived. Now it is a dead ruin, with nothing but microbes and tiny creatures to keep its dead halls alive, or at the very least, keep its long slumbering battleships company. At least 20 Antiga class battleships have been interred within its docks, and they are not like the rest of the Altaran ships. Though most Altaran ships are indeed AI controlled, the Antigas have a ghostly sentience of their own. The ships are controlled by the cloned personalities of long dead navigators and scientists, making them extremely valuable when found. However, they are unstable, and if anyone happens to awake them, they will give a warm welcome. A very hot welcome.
Now, something stirred within the long asleep vessels. For some reason, their programs are slowly… reactivating. As if… in response to someone’s call. But these ships aren’t alone in their reawakening. In the facility’s internment cores, hundreds of the robotic Purifiers are reactivating. They have reawakened. And someone has indeed called them to rise once more. The Protectorate.
Somewhere in the Perseus Arm
Ominous voices… This is what awakened them. These voices came from the 91st Explorator Fleet of the Protectorate, composed of 100 Star Seekers, 20 Star Crusaders, a mothership, and 75 Exterminati. The Explorator fleets of the Protectorate are more active than ever, sending radio signals all over their former territories and places of visitation, hoping that they will either receive a reply or at the least reawaken those that hear them. And it seems that on this case, they have reawakened.
“Commander, the Mymera Space Station is reactivating. We should take a look.”
“Ah, indeed. We must go! Activate Time Warp!”
In a few moments, the fleet activated their time warp engines and exacted their coordinates towards the location of Mymera Space Station. Then, in one breath, they all disappeared into a blue mist, as if they were never there.
Mymera
The fleet arrived on the station in a few minutes, watching every shadow as they slowly neared it. And suddenly, a single Antiga battleship emerged from the station’s docks. But… something was wrong…
“Strange… it should’ve fully activated much later like the rest. But… nevertheless… open comms channel to the Antiga.”
The comms channel opened, and the fleet commander was greeted by a familiar voice. Lord Ultheris, commander of the Haleris Fleet. His long time friend. But it wasn’t him… or at least, it was not his clone. The voice spoke so ominously that it chilled the bones of the Explorators.
“Ahhh yes… You. You came for me… am I correct…? But let me tell you… for ten thousands years…
NOBODY CAME.”
At that moment, the fleet commander knew what exactly was wrong. The AI of this ship has gone rogue. The rogue ship then full powered its shields and fired its weapons, destroying the first line of Star Seekers facing it.
“Damn it! Fire at will!”
The entire fleet began to fight the Antiga back, but it was a mighty foe indeed. Measuring at exactly 36 kilometers long and packed with numerous weaponry, it was no joke. Soon enough, ships were being ripped to shreds by the Antiga’s vicious kinetic cannons, and escape was impossible. Not so soon after a long distance time warp.
Needing help, the fleet repeatedly sent SOS signals in every direction. Help will come. Hopefully.
The unsettling darkness of space loomed over the ancient space platform of Mymera, a long abandoned Altaran research facility. Ten thousand years ago, it was a facility where the first Antiga Class Battleships were first conceived. Now it is a dead ruin, with nothing but microbes and tiny creatures to keep its dead halls alive, or at the very least, keep its long slumbering battleships company. At least 20 Antiga class battleships have been interred within its docks, and they are not like the rest of the Altaran ships. Though most Altaran ships are indeed AI controlled, the Antigas have a ghostly sentience of their own. The ships are controlled by the cloned personalities of long dead navigators and scientists, making them extremely valuable when found. However, they are unstable, and if anyone happens to awake them, they will give a warm welcome. A very hot welcome.
Now, something stirred within the long asleep vessels. For some reason, their programs are slowly… reactivating. As if… in response to someone’s call. But these ships aren’t alone in their reawakening. In the facility’s internment cores, hundreds of the robotic Purifiers are reactivating. They have reawakened. And someone has indeed called them to rise once more. The Protectorate.
Somewhere in the Perseus Arm
Ominous voices… This is what awakened them. These voices came from the 91st Explorator Fleet of the Protectorate, composed of 100 Star Seekers, 20 Star Crusaders, a mothership, and 75 Exterminati. The Explorator fleets of the Protectorate are more active than ever, sending radio signals all over their former territories and places of visitation, hoping that they will either receive a reply or at the least reawaken those that hear them. And it seems that on this case, they have reawakened.
“Commander, the Mymera Space Station is reactivating. We should take a look.”
“Ah, indeed. We must go! Activate Time Warp!”
In a few moments, the fleet activated their time warp engines and exacted their coordinates towards the location of Mymera Space Station. Then, in one breath, they all disappeared into a blue mist, as if they were never there.
Mymera
The fleet arrived on the station in a few minutes, watching every shadow as they slowly neared it. And suddenly, a single Antiga battleship emerged from the station’s docks. But… something was wrong…
“Strange… it should’ve fully activated much later like the rest. But… nevertheless… open comms channel to the Antiga.”
The comms channel opened, and the fleet commander was greeted by a familiar voice. Lord Ultheris, commander of the Haleris Fleet. His long time friend. But it wasn’t him… or at least, it was not his clone. The voice spoke so ominously that it chilled the bones of the Explorators.
“Ahhh yes… You. You came for me… am I correct…? But let me tell you… for ten thousands years…
NOBODY CAME.”
At that moment, the fleet commander knew what exactly was wrong. The AI of this ship has gone rogue. The rogue ship then full powered its shields and fired its weapons, destroying the first line of Star Seekers facing it.
“Damn it! Fire at will!”
The entire fleet began to fight the Antiga back, but it was a mighty foe indeed. Measuring at exactly 36 kilometers long and packed with numerous weaponry, it was no joke. Soon enough, ships were being ripped to shreds by the Antiga’s vicious kinetic cannons, and escape was impossible. Not so soon after a long distance time warp.
Needing help, the fleet repeatedly sent SOS signals in every direction. Help will come. Hopefully.
