Daruun Congratulates Jack

"Thank you, Garlok…" Daruun sighed, looking back to the man on the ship.

Already turned around and waving goodbye, Garlok chuckled, "Thank Silas. Otherwise, I would be under contract and you'd be coughing up blood from my price alone…"

The moment the man reentered the ship, the thrusters at the ship's front turned slightly. After a moment of adjusting trajectory, the night-black ship rocketed away as quickly as it had arrived. 

Daruun was left alone above his hand-crafted world. A sense of fulfillment and satisfaction washed over him. Finally, after millennia of patiently sticking to his plans and readjusting everything time and time again, Daruun had managed to accomplish his greatest, most-recent goal. The district leader smiled as he rushed through the turbulent energy surrounding the planet, which couldn't even tickle his six-star body. 

"Dad!"