The Empire Of The Multiverse

Chapter 68 - The Trio

In the vast expanse of the Imperium's frontiers, the Blood Angels Primarch, Calista Solaris, led her legions with purpose. Their destination: the Center of the Universe. Lelouch's calculated deduction indicated that despite being the origin of the Eldranthii and Korrks, this cosmic focal point lacked the defensive emphasis it deserved. Calista, accompanied by her fellow Primarchs Magnus and Isolde, formed a formidable trio that always stood united.

"Magnus, I take the lead as the vanguard, as always. I anticipate that the moment I make our presence known, a Star God will intercept us. So, be cautious. Isolde, the same goes for you," Calista cautioned, her leadership manifesting as a blend of strategic insight and vigilant concern for her siblings.

Magnus, ever immersed in his pursuit of knowledge, responded nonchalantly, "Oh dear sister, you worry too much. You are the Archangel of Father, the being closest to Him. Yet, your caution is duly noted. Isolde and I are close by, just one FTL jump away."

Calista, however, remained steadfast in her concerns, driven by an intuition rooted in the intricate patterns of the Honkai. "Magnus, it's good to be cautious. I can feel the changes in the torrents of the Honkai. Father is fighting, and he is close to ascension. I don't know what lies beyond the God-King, but I am sure it's a power of immense magnitude," Isolde added, her devotion evident as she knelt, continuing her prayers to their divine Father.

"Magnus, any thoughts on what might lie above the God-King?" Isolde inquired, seeking the wisdom that the Primarch of Sorcery was known to possess.

"Perhaps the ranks of an Omniarch, a creation god of sorts. A supreme ruler god," Magnus pondered, sharing his thoughts with the siblings. Isolde, ever optimistic, brushed aside the uncertainty, stating, "It doesn't matter. The more our civilization progresses, the stronger we become."

As the Blood Angels Primarch Calista Solaris and her accompanying Primarchs, Magnus and Isolde, approached the vicinity of the Center of the Universe, the once vibrant Alpha Theatre of War revealed itself as a desolate landscape. What was expected to be a focal point of cosmic activity now lay as a testament to the ferocity of past conflicts.

The ethereal silence of space enveloped the scene, broken only by the distant hum of drifting wreckage and the silent dance of asteroids. The remnants of a once-thriving battleground now floated in a cosmic graveyard, devoid of the signs of life that had once defined this region.

Calista surveyed the somber tableau before her, a reflection of the conflicts that had unfolded in the cosmic tapestry. Despite the absence of visible adversaries, a sense of tension lingered in the void, suggesting that the epicenter of the Universe held secrets and challenges yet to be unveiled.

Magnus, with his keen sorcerous insight, sought to unravel the lingering mysteries of this desolation. Isolde, ever attuned to the divine currents, continued her prayers, seeking guidance from their Father amidst the cosmic emptiness.

"The Alpha Theatre of War, where it all began," Magnus mused, his thoughts likely delving into the intricate tapestry of time and fate.

Calista, however, remained silent, her contemplation delving into the cost of such conflicts. The once-bustling theater of cosmic warfare now lay in ruins, a testament to the sacrifices made by countless lives. As a Primarch and leader of the Blood Angels, Calista couldn't ignore the toll these battles had taken on her legion and the Cosmic Militarum. Despite the devout belief that her Father, the God Emperor, would pave the way for a better world, the cost was etched in the cosmic dust that now floated in the void.

In this moment of reflection, Calista recognized the indomitable spirit of humanity. The unwavering will and defiance of both divine and regular humans were the defining traits that made them formidable. The fanaticism, the willingness to sacrifice for a greater goal, was what set humanity apart. This innate quality enabled them to challenge gods, a trait that made them both resilient and challenging for any civilization to overcome.

"Human will and defiance," Calista thought. "The most defining trait of humanity." It was this very characteristic that allowed them to challenge even the gods. Led by the Divine, humanity's will was the force that propelled them through conquests, leading them toward a golden age.

Despite the ongoing War in Heaven, Calista held onto the belief that the Imperium Dominus was on the brink of its own golden age. A time of prosperity and eternal glory awaited, an age that would endure long after the tumultuous conflicts of the present were but a distant memory. The War in Heaven, with its trials and tribulations, would pave the way for an everlasting era of triumph.

68.2 Contact

As the alarms shattered the moment of reflection, Calista swiftly shifted her focus to the imminent threat. The presence of an old enemy, remnants of the Aetherian forces, now loomed before them. The trio of Primarchs prepared for what could potentially be the final battle against the race known as the Old Ones.

Magnus, with his penetrating gaze and deep understanding of cosmic forces, remarked on the significance of this encounter. "And thus, this will probably be the last battle of the race known as the Old Ones," he stated, his words carrying the weight of both prophecy and observation.

Isolde, with an air of disdain, voiced her perspective on the Old Ones. "The Old Ones, the last of the heretical race that defies the Imperium. And thus, the moment we annihilate this race, we will be dealing with the Eldranthii and the Korrks. Their last chance of spreading their glory, pathetic," she declared, dismissing the remnants of the Old Ones as a feeble attempt at defiance.

The Primarchs, united in purpose, readied themselves for the inevitable clash. The battlefield, once witness to ancient conflicts, would now be the stage for the culmination of a struggle that had spanned centuries.

In the vast cosmic expanse, the clash between the Aetherian Armada and the Imperial Forces unfolded in a spectacle that spanned the reaches of the cosmos. Oddly shaped Aetherian ships, pulsating with elemental energy, confronted the imposing might of the Imperial Fleet. No formalities were needed between these ancient foes; their enmity was etched in the annals of celestial history.

The celestial dance began as beams of raw elemental power erupted from the Aetherian forces, colliding with the resilient tachyon shields of the Imperial Forces. In response, the Imperials retaliated with a barrage of lasers, Tesla whips crackling with electric fury, gauss flayers sending deadly projectiles across the void, and beams of pure annihilation that cut through the darkness of space.

The Sacrophis effects emanated from Imperial battleships, casting an eerie glow across the cosmic battleground. Amidst the chaotic exchange of energy and destruction, a fierce dogfight erupted between Imperial and Aetherian fighters, creating a mesmerizing ballet of combat maneuvers in the emptiness of space.

As the battle unfolded, a strategic move revealed itself. Reinforcements surged into the fray—Eldranthii forces flanking from one side and Korrk ships converging from another. The trio of Primarchs, Calista, Magnus, and Isolde, responded swiftly, each leading their armadas into direct confrontation.

Magnus, with his deep connection to cosmic forces, engaged the Eldranthii with a calculated finesse, while Isolde, fueled by her disdain for the heretical forces, confronted them head-on. The majority of the Men of Iron, led by Silver 4-6, spearheaded the interception of the Korrk forces, whose sheer numbers were staggering, numbering in the sextillions.

Space warfare unfolded on an astronomical scale, a vast and intricate ballet of destruction that extended for hundreds of thousands of astronomical units. The lesser civilizations would be lost in the grandeur of this cosmic conflict, unable to comprehend the vastness of the supreme civilizations locked in an epic struggle. The Imperial Armada, with its devastating light-speed armaments, carved through the void, creating a spectacle that transcended the boundaries of mortal understanding.

68.3 The Archangel

In the relentless flow of cosmic warfare, the tranquility of the void was shattered as Magnus, the Primarch with a deep connection to cosmic forces, found himself under sudden attack. The future unfolded before him, revealing a hand reaching out with ominous intent. With swift intuition, Magnus reacted milliseconds before disaster struck. An explosion of Honkai energy and Aether echoed through the Mothership, signifying the intrusion of a Star God.

In response to the celestial assault, Magnus instantly teleported into the void. His combat skin glowed with a harmonious blend of blue Honkai energy and the fiery essence of Aether. Wings, radiating with a celestial hue, extended from his back as his crescent staff tapped against the void, tracking the elusive Star God that dared to challenge him.

Simultaneously, Isolde, recognizing the imminent threat to her flagship, took swift action. With the velocity of light, she stepped onto the void, launching a powerful kick at the appearing Star God. The clash of forces created a momentary explosion, demonstrating the sheer power wielded by the Primarchs in the cosmic battlefield.

As the cosmic drama unfolded, Calista, the Archangel, sensed a disturbance through her divine authority. Another presence, humanoid in form with an impressive array of 18 wings, awaited her in the void. The recognition of the Star God's anticipation for her presence sent shivers through the fabric of the cosmic tapestry.

The Archangel of the Imperium, faced the 18-winged Star God with a divine grace that resonated throughout the void. Her 18 light wings unfolded, casting an ethereal glow against the backdrop of the cosmic battleground. The clash of celestial forces began, an apocalyptic ballet of swords and sorcery.

Calista, wielding a sword bathed in angelic magic and holy fire, charged at the Star God, whose own light sword crackled with the power of Aether. Each clash sent shockwaves reverberating through the cosmos, causing stars to explode and planets to shift on their axes. The sheer force of their battle was cataclysmic, a celestial dance that defied the laws of reality.

In a dazzling display of cosmic prowess, Honkai energy clashed against Aether as Calista and the Star God moved at speeds beyond mortal comprehension. Light wings met feather wings forged from living metal, emitting heat hotter than a supernova. The combatants weaved through the fabric of space, leaving trails of destruction and creation in their wake.

As the battle unfolded, scars marked Calista's divine form, healing in the purifying flames of her wings. The Star God, composed of living metal, underwent a rapid metamorphosis, melting and repairing itself at a pace unseen by mortal eyes. Calista, astounded by this living metal, questioned the source of such technology even as her relentless attacks continued.

"Where did you get the technology, Star God!?" Calista demanded, her voice echoing through the cosmic void. The Star God chuckled amidst dodging her onslaught. "Indeed, Primarch. It is Living Metal, the same technology as your combat skins. You call them!" It simply chuckled and refused to answer.

The celestial clash reached new heights as the Star God, harnessing apocalyptic cosmic energy, manipulated gravitational forces to pull and push Calista in a cosmic dance. Divine fire burnt even gravity itself, and in response, Calista unleashed angelic magic. Stars vanished, and reality was erased to its very atoms, only to be reborn in the aftermath. Yet, the battle was far from over. Calista, denying the void, summoned spears that negated cosmic energy, launching them towards the Star God in a spectacular display of celestial warfare.

The celestial battleground witnessed a sudden shift as the anti-cosmic energy spear pierced the 18-winged Star God. In a moment of cosmic retreat, it escaped through a pre-opened wormhole, leaving behind the enigmatic words "Seraphis." Curiously, this act mirrored a recurring pattern among the Star Gods, who, despite their godly nature, always divulged their names to their adversaries.

Calista, undeterred by the sudden departure, swiftly engaged her analytical mind. She began meticulously recording and transmitting the intricate battle data against the Star God back to the Imperium's extensive database. The celestial conflict had become not only a test of might but also a strategic dance, a symphony of powers that resonated through the fabric of space.

While Calista performed her duties as a meticulous archivist of war, Magnus and Isolde continued their own battles against their respective Star Gods. The cosmic stage remained aglow with the clash of celestial energies, each confrontation adding another chapter to the ever-expanding saga of the War in Heaven. The Imperium, with its Primarchs at the forefront, stood resilient against the cosmic tides, ready to face whatever challenges the universe would hurl at them.