"Your grandfather is really angry this time"

Subsequent beeping sounds echoed in the silent dim lit room with a carmine red light illuminating the young man's face amplifying his villainous appearance.

His lips quirked crookedly, his eyes crazed as he stared at the person lying flat in a healing capsule affixed with several cables connected to a weirdly shaped ring with recognizable inscriptions written on it. This ring was a part of one of the arks that left old earth during the Exodus.

Onyx Federation kept the ark in a museum to commemorate their ancestors and the struggles they endured for a better future but in the Republic, however, their ark was stripped for parts and was now being used in this makeshift portal.

"*Sigh... it's only a matter of time until I do what others couldn't do... that is to burn the Federation to the ground," he said as he leaned down with an evil glint in his eyes.