1 Heavenly Alignment
At midnight under moonlights on a hill in the back country a monastery stood.
Inside the monastery in a paper walled room was meditating on some mantras an old man, he chanted "Amitabha" with a long sigh he proceeded to open his hawk like eyes. In front of him a pillow in an altar at the top of it a stone which resembled a meteor with intricate patterns adorned it.
He stood up from his meditative position, he looked at the stone as if in thought, memories of how it ended up in his hands. "Hush" he shook his head and moved to pick it, once he touched it.
A reaction took place, quickly it began glowing, on it's surface the patterns brought to life. They began moving like slithering snakes.
"What is happening" his old haggard eyes popped open .
The rock in his grasp began eroding into dust which flew through the paper walls towards east.
Just as the monk began pursuing the flying dust.
A low frequency buzzing began to be heard,gradually increasing in wavelenght.
As he chased after the meteor dust,he saw that it traversed walls as if inexistent.
While rushing a ring in his middle finger began glowing in a pulse like manner a staff began condensing from the ring as the catalyst pulsing synchronously to his heart rate.
He saw the dust going inside the Relic Storage stopping and not coming out.
Bang!
Some weird yet familiar energy converged to the sealing of the building destroying it.
He screamed "Who dares to steal from me,the protector!"
Smash!
He destroyed the wooden door with his staff just like as if hit with a sledge hammer a rotten woodplank wooden shards flying everywhere in the room.
What he saw made his jaw hit the floor, inside the room there was nobody but a book floating lit underneath moonlight.
The light converging on the book, increasing the humming sound as the book began getting scorched and yellowish soon after a few seconds the book caught on fire, a light began shining in front of him to the point of blinding him.
Boom!
An explosion sent him flying through the wall, then rolling.
Cough, cough.
He coughed blood on the floor,but gritting his teeth he tried to see the source of the blinding light,but the only presence was the floating burning book while all of the relics in the room were missing.
The light got so bright,resonating sounds got so loud that he closed his eyes and covered his ears, yet as if wasn't enough he felt as if he were being punched in the gut by the shockwaves emitted by the loud resonating air.
After a dozen seconds,everything paused the quiet night returned to it's peace.
As he stood up with difficulty,his ears ringing he looked at the rubble on the floor around a crater in the center where the book was floating.
He trudged towards the crater, he was left dumbfounded.
As he looked at a bawling infant in the middle of the crater.
"Wha-What in the world..."he mumbled.
He quickly ripped off a sleeve of his clothes and wrapped it around the infant picking him up.
With doubts in his mind hesearched within the rubble,where did the relics go he perplexedly thought.
Also what about the toddler what are the mysteries surrounding his birth.
Soon the people in the village in the hill underneath the monastery came rushing with guns in hand,ready to fight off against the common enemy the Rakin.
At the same time in a far far location in the middle of the universe stood a giant temple floating around subjected to the stray gravitational forces,inside of it a gigantic man was sitting observing the sea of stars.
BANG!
A black hole imploded and disappeared into nothingness, after a few seconds ripples of space being torn apart began manifesting themselves.
Another BANG the space ripples expanded, contracted gushing out matter in a chaotic manner.
Ripples kept growing and increasing their gravitational energy, soon two stars began orbiting each other emitting a brilliant light, two white dwarfs have been born.
The man's eyebrows shot up as he stared at the phenomenon in awe, expectation could be seen on his facial expression.
The stars have realigned themselves once more he thought...
"The war shall begin once more,but this time it shall be to the last man standing"
He declared with impassive eyes.
Maybe...There might be hope for this universe... Not everything's lost yet...
15 Years later...
Planet Vuilia
In the horizon the first lights of dawn begun drawing bathing the skies. In an orange hue that radiated, reflecting off the hundreds of skyscrapers present in the city.
Inside one of them a spacious but mostly empty office with epoxy floor and neon lights illuminating it.
A woman stood ruminating while gazing at the city she wore a white tight suite within the middle of her chest a logo was printed in cursive Atlas.
She was the current CEO of AtlasTechnologies a multi company business group,her father the founder of the company was a man of wisdom until a day he was killed in pirate raid.
Sliding doors opened behind her and a tall young secretary entered and announced
"Ma'am the battlefields against the Rakin are stalling thanks to our vibranium technology deployment."
The woman sighed.
"Still injecting vibranium spaces on fully grown military troupes is a waste of vibranium,how's the selection process going along?"
"351 schools made it through the selection process either thanks to a capable principal or thanks to won school competitions in their record of the past.
All of these schools hold the best of the best students as well as track record."
The woman thought "With the protector of Vuilia falling few days ago,we'll require more troops" then said to the secretary
"It's still not enough recruits,give another 200 schools which barely couldn't make it 50 seats for each one"
"As you wish" the secretary said and then walked back out of the door.
The woman still gazing towards the horizon thought out loud
"These recruits should be injected in around 10 months. Will they be ready when necessary?"
This was the big question multiple planets across the human federation were asking themselves clearly aware of the calm before the storm.
