"Da Rogue Boyz is da best. Deres no denyin dat. But den I had a fink to maself an fort "eh maybe da zoles an da wranploer is a bit tuffa dan us" but den i thort "nop deres somfin wrong dere." Bak in my dayz we neva accepted anyone as tuffa dan us, we jus got tuffa dan dem an smakked dem. No one, NOT EVEN OUR ALLIES, shuld be tuffa dan da Loronz.

"We Loronz mightnt be as smart or as popula as da otha doodz but wat does dat matta? We has sumfin dem losas dunt; strengf, determinashon an da sheer will ta smak anyfin dat comes close. A Loron gang stikz togetha, dey has been throo a lot, an dey has da strengf togetha ta smash all dat comes in deir way. Very few can claim dat. an betta, we dunt mess around wiv dese 'politics', dis dum 'economy', som 'tekk' an all dat crap yoo claim keepz us togetha. Da fing dat keepz Loronz togetha is dere strengf, an dere will ta surviv in da cruel world out dere. Maybe dey has da tekk, but alredy wiv da Chikz an da Thugz Fer Dosh wev proven dat so can we. We kno how ta keep fings simpl yet still be sik.

"But if a single Loron gang, hek a single Loron, is so strong, wat happenz wen ders lotsof yas togetha? Wat happenz wen a hold horde of Boyz weildin da sikkest tekk fite it out, da tuffest coems out, an den da whol ooniverse gets smaked? Yoo has da perfect ooniverse dere. Wher peepz keep it simple an stay togetha fer a will ta surviv, not som dum tekkno stoof. Wher all yoo hav is da strongest in da ooniverse. It's liek evolushon in da animal kingdom. Maybe dis dunt work for yoo as dat Zaarkhun geeza tried ta maek it work for yoo (but i got a feelin dat wasnt his reel plan) but it works fer us an we is da sikkest an dats why nuffin can beet us. We iz da Loronz, an yoo dunt kno it, but we is da perfect species. An dis gon' be da perfect futur."

-Jol'kiar

The giant Grak'tona continued to stomp on the ground, while Darwishi bombed him several times. As Grak was enrgaed, reality itself shattered around his presence. A well-aimed shot from Kalcedia's rifle caused Grak'tona to fall slightly, and Lupercal managed to slash around him, but this only made him angrier. Grak'tona was still yet to be beaten.. The Skull picked up several Loron corpses, and got them to fire at Grak'tona repeatedly, but Grak'tona smashed them all. Since the battle's begining, Sarec had sat in meditation, breathing deeply. At that moment, Dalverat latched onto Grak'tona and began to drain his energy, however, this burned through his body, dealing heavy damage to him. Grak'tona peered over, grabbed Dalverat, and crushed him with his hands, and then smashed all of the incoming Katel.

It was hopeless. There was no way they could take this thing on. Grak'tona only continued to grow in power. Like Rel'larutina, he fired his own spacetime defects. But his were more controlled. And all the allies were, in seconds, transformed into small Groodrub Chimps, just as Brag'klogga had been before. Grak'tona had lost it. But one spacetime defect had caused Rel'larutina's smasha to be repaired, but more powerful than ever. Fre'kloar hopped on the Propa Big Smasha with her. Ad the Smasha aimed its gun.

The Smasha began to take the energy that Grak'tona was emitting. The smasha fired several Dark Gyronic beams, all in succession, too fast for Grak'tona to handle. Brag'klogga empowered it, too, and as they both drew from Grak'tona's energy, the massive giant was slowly becoming weakened. The giant couldn't control the energy at all. And then, when all the warbosses had got up and smacked him down, the Smasha pointed at Grak's head.

Fre'kloar - im sorry mate...but yoo is goin down

The Smasha fired one last Dark Gyronic beam, stealing all of Grak and Brag'klogga's energy. Grak'tona's body was destroyed, and the shard now belonged to Fre'kloar.

Rel'larutina - Next time, you boys give the shard to me. I can control it.

The Rogue Boyz were now literally everywhere. Using the shard, Rel'larutina and Brag'klogga could cause time anomalies of their own. Ones that could make Loron appear from nowhere. As the Rogue Boyz took more shards, their power only increased. The Rogue Boyz were more powerful than ever.

Loron weren't about numbers, but about strength. And when you had so many Loron, who could deal with the sheer numbers of giant Loron hordes charging at your base? And when they had such powerful technology, who had any hope? Maybe Loron weren't smart, and maybe they destroyed each other all the time. But when they were infinite in number, what did that matter?

But wouldn't Zargoth stop this?

Kolossus - Zargoth, if I may...
Zargoth - I know, Kolossus. And my answer is, yes. We can support your Loron. They can take over this galaxy. My revenge is satisfied none the less. And the time anomalies...you control them. Make them all work to the Loron's will. It makes no difference to me.

A grin formed on Zargoth's emotionless face. But it wasn't over yet.

Fre'talez - I IS FRE'TALEZ, SON OF DA MITY FREKLOAR WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FER DIS SIK GALAXI. I CAME BAK FROM DA FUTURE WHER EVRYFIN IS PROPA SIK AN IMMA MAKE IF EVEN SIKKA BY BEIN LEEDA
Fre'kloar - ma son? wait no IM DA RULA FUK OFF

Borealis was officially screwed.

"My grandfather always told me about the tales of the Seagon's history. We evolved on an unique world, surrounded by technology that seemed to be made by gods. We evolved around this technology, and became the perfect race, like the ones who had built it previously.

"However, we always had the problem of low population. The Seagon were never taken seriously. It was then that we entered the First Great War, falsely aligning ourselves to the pirate scum of Wranploer. The galaxy saw our power. It trembled at our fleets. It trembled at our presence. But this is not enough. We were still not on our might."

When my great-great-great grandfather found the schematics for Project Armageddon on our homeworld, we knew what had to be done. For almost 2,000 years we have been buildings this weapon. With it, we'll be treated as the gods we were born to be. We'll rule this galaxy like the Ancient Cold ones did, but we'll not end like them. We'll last forever. We'll reign forever.

-Emperor Vhezari

As the Loron destroyed the Seagon's forces with its spacetime defect weapon, Vhezari was enraged, and ordered Armageddon to charge up and destroy Ikkiz, the homeworld of the Niaka. Before the spaceship fired, however, Arkarixus ordered the Zoles to fire the counter-weapon. Vekaron's ship launched a bright projectile which hit Armageddon. While at first it looked like it had no effect, Armageddon's charging was suddenly stopped and its shields were down.

Arkarixus - Now you'll pay for..

However, something was wrong. Armageddon slowly came back to normal, just as powerful as ever. The counter-weapon had failed? How ws that possible? Did Arkarixus understimate the Seagon's technological skills? However, it was too late. Armageddon quickly charged again and fired at Ikkiz, instantly turning the lush green homeworld of the Niaka into a frozen iceball. Xerkea, who was on the planet, died instantly.

Vekaron - No...

Vhezari laughed maniacly as he turned Armageddon to the allied fleet, chaging another shot. All tried to evade, but were all hit by the ship's massive beams. Vekaron, Arkarixus, Baptarion, Hachiman, Kerella Dacia, Admiral Tul, Venoriel, Quinniath, UNOL and the Rogue Loron Leedas were instantly destroyed by the godmachine's attack, which was quickly followed by a newly arrived reinforcement fleet.

Appearing from behind Armageddon, the Kicath fleet had arrived to attack the Seagon's reinforcements. However, they were far too late, as they were greeted with Armageddon aiming directly at them. One blast from the massive weapon killed Agent Nu and his entire fleet, leaving nothing but rubble. In less than 5 minutes, Vhezari had eradicated 7 fleets by simply pressing one button.

With the Niaka entering a state of anarchy, the Seagn quickly attacked the Draconis next. Then, they moved to the Zoles, then UNO, then to the Wranploer, then to the Zealot Commando, then to the Alvino, then to the Devourer's Chosen...The Seagon had become unstoppable, obtaining Gyronic shards as their enemies were sent back to the Ice Age. The time anomalies slowly disappeared, with Zargoth's revenge being satisfied during Vhezari's carnage.

The rest of the galaxy did the only thing they could now: bow to the Seagon to survive. With so much power, the Seagon planned to eradicate the Grox and the Junction next, and the galaxy would at last become theirs. The Kormacvar were history, the Seagon were now the Cold Ones...

"The Alvino Brood have never had any self consciousness. No aspirations, no ideals, no knowledge of what is right or what is wrong. But when we were ascended, that all changed. And it felt so refreshing.

"I have individual thought, I have aspirations, I have ideals, and I know what is right and what is wrong now. We will assimilate all life under a single, perfect ecosystem, a single mind, well connected. There is no other way to achieve perfection if it cannot be forced. We will unify everything under one ideal. Many have sought to do that, the Junction, UNO in some ways...but their approach does not take one thing into account; synthetic and organic must fuse, and their approach is far less efficient than ours.

"We have the Kormacvar technology, and the Grid, that we can control. If all the galaxy's technology was used, we have the upper hand there. And then, our Alvino Brood will unify every single living organism under our rule. The perfect Borealis Galaxy will be created, and nothing can stop us!"

-Brood Mother

The Brood Mother stared at the pizza and simply threw it aside, while crushing some Loron ships.

Baptarion - Isn't that thing supposed to explode now?
Fre'kloar - AR YOO FUKIN SERIUS DIS FING DOESNT LIEK PIZZA????
Dacia - Why not try something it will eat? Perhaps something more... sapient?
Tuolog - Hmm. Good idea.
Xerkea - We could throw the Loron at her. She would certainly eat them!

Tuolog morphed the appearance of the giant pizza into a giant Loron.

Fre'kloar - AW MAN YOO RUINED MA APATITE

The Brood Mother noticed the "Loron"...but she paused for thought. She grabbed the Loron and threw it towards the Order fleet, destroying half of it. The rest, her tentacles grabbed and crushed. Any survivors fleeing had no chance of ever returning. With the most important individuals killed, the Brood Mother smiled. She spoke to her master, Regnatus.

Brood Mother - I have destroyed them...
Regnatus - Excellent. Begin...

The Alvino Swarm continued to grow and evolve. They evolved far faster than the commercial War Economy's weapons technology did, overcoming nearly every obstacle. But the Caretakers were on the Alvino's side, and were soon assimilated into the Alvino's hivemind, no longer treated as separate. It was as if the Caretakers had been ordered to join the Alvino. With Arkarixus and the Mechanic both killed, that made sense; they had no one else to answer to aside from Regnatus.

With Kormacvar technology on their side, they could literally turn the Cold Relay's weapons on the people of the galaxy. They could also use the Grid to spread around much faster. By this point, only the BCN had any chance of stopping them, but Zaarkhun, Volim, Sollow, Genrai and Torrent found that they were the Alvino's first targets in the Arm of Wilderness; Zaarkhun's plan to defeat them had failed, as they acted too fast.

Zargoth - Hmpf. That fool Regnatus has his way. Wrong timeline, I guess...on to the next one.

And now the Alvino had essentially assimilated the Arm of Knowledge, Regnatus had his own plans. But what was he up to? What would he do now he had the upper hand and two shards? The galaxy was about to find out...

"The problem with this universe is a total lack of order. The universe is a mess; due to the self-centred animalistic qualities of the organics who try and run it. Everyone agrees that they want peace, fair judgement, and would to be part of a single functioning nation, a single government, or whatever. But no one's prepared to do anything about it!

"And why? Because we listen to the 'people'. The majority rules, they say. Answer your people. Give them what they want. Give a fair compromise. And look where that's got just about every nation! The things that makes organics what they are - the same, pathetic, self-concerned creatures - is the thing that ruins everyone. And look, all these different races squabbling amongst themselves over who is the best. The best race should be the one whocomes on top, the one who considers the needs of the functioning group and not the individual, and the most shameless race, not bogged down by the 'people'. Every other race, hmmm...maybe not genocide, a waste of some good genes. But at leastmaking them slaves. And new nanotechnology - the Kralgon System - allows this.

"We Kralgon are a proud people, and I a proud leader. I have led my people to conquest, to power, to new heights, I have co-ordinated the introduction of the System, and new leaps forward in nanotechnology. I have strived to maintain order and control, but to make the perfect system, the perfect functioning government, the perfect nation. One ruling class, everyone else just bodies to help this ruling class. Give them some individuality, of course...if they work for it. What if they complain? The machines manipulate their minds, and they won't much longer. I have no regrets for what I have done, besides that I did not kill more, did not spread my message further, did not accheive greater domination, and ultimately, did not succeed. People have suggested that I freeze my son, bah! I sent my pathetic son to execution, but I've heard he was rescued. I hate him, and do not trust him to live on my legacy. 'Be fair daddy', 'you can't do that or you will not have the peoples' support', ugh. As the enemy approaches my throne room, I will put everything into hibernation, and keep this message. It shall be locked in the system, and shall indoctrinate the next to access it: the Kralgon will be dominant, they will take over, and they will return. And there are 7 Gyronic crystals that will insure this."

-Roshisiz

Roshisiz' will, encoded into the Kralgon AI system; accessed by the Kralgon Emperor (Roshisiz' son) in the Second Ottzello Galactic War.

Falrik Zaarkhun - Baptarion, if you don't find another ship quickly, I'll need to tell you my plan B...
Arkarixus - Who let this...infant...in here anyway?
Hachi - My teacher said...

Nu turned his helmet off and started roaring, hurling equipment around in Vekaron's ship. Arkarixus glared at Nu while Vekaron sighed. Baptarion keeps searching.

Nu - WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU HUMAN I'M GOING TO RIP YOU TO SHREDS.
Sollow - All you mortals with your silly behaviour...Hachiman...you should try death...it is far more entertaining and fulfilling...trust me, I know this from experience...
Baptarion - Hmm...I think this may be the one.

Baptarion showed a small ship. The TMI drones inspected it, and then made the confirmation.

Falrik Zaarkuhn - Yes! Now, Tuolog!

Tuolog put up a time bubble around it, and Zaarkhun chuckled. But then...what was this? Could it be? Further inspection saw that this disguised ship no longer housed Roshisiz' flagship. Hi flagship, 200 times larger than it should be, had appeared right in front of them. It was too collossal to be real. How would they combat this? Roshisiz cackled evilly.

Roshisiz - I thought you were always a step ahead of me?

The enormous flagship destroyed everything in sight. Zoleia was crushed in seconds, so was every fleet. And Roshisiz' limitless fleets were now everywhere. Roshisiz was very happy. And he had made Zargoth very happy too...

Roshisiz could now accheive all that he wanted in life. He had unlimited military, and nothnig could stop his huge numbers and control of more time anomalies that Zargoth had give him. His military spread around Borealis, taking everything. Everything would be put under Roshisiz' regime, and no one would oppose him.

Roshisiz was unstoppable. His dream vision that he'd had in life was coming true. It was almost impossible to believe. Thanks to Zargoth, he had everything. The entire galaxy was under his control. Zargoth wasn't like any other god, who is strict to their servants; Zargoth gives servants room to be creative and free, as long as they help Zargoth's plans.

And somehow, killing off the major opponents of Zargoth had helped him in more ways tan getting revenge. The controlled Borealis was something Zargoth specifically needed. But why? What was Zargoth up to? How long before some new major plan of Zargoth's came into effect?

"Every single mortal in this universe is a tool. A tool to be used, and abused, by us. The Corruptus, shadow of the cosmos, elder terrors of nightmares, masters of disorder...We have failed to dominate this universe twice. First, by the cursed Vida'Rra, and next, by the so called Onuris Alliance. But no more.

"We will use this universe's most precious resource: life, as our weapon. We will expand our influence through existence like a plant expands its roots through the ground. Absorbing the very energy of life, we will grow...we will empower ourselves. Strike one of us down, and a hundred more will be waiting to avenge the first.

"We will merge this universe and Inferno. We will cause the end of this universe, with hordes of demons on our side. The work the Ayrai'Shikua started, we will finish. 'All will bow to the Devourer of Dreams. Mortals are tools, to be used, and abused, BY US!"

-Emperor Marigrax

Hachi - I was wrong...
Tuolog - Hachi, you not do this...you stronger than that...

Marigrax laughed more as the storms intensified. Baptarion received a call on his radio.

Collective soldier - Commandant, you gotta get out of there! The planet looks like it's about to collapse on itself!
Sarec - Arsac you have to fight it.... You scolded me but look at yourself.

The group was too busy evading Arsac's attacks to stop Hachi. As Hachi was just next to the lava pit, he stopped for a brief moment. Sarec appeared content, however, his smile soon turned into fear. Spikes grew through Hachi's body as his eyes turned shining red. He transformed into a mutated beast, who roared loudly.

Demon Hachi - I OBEY...THE WILL OF THE DEVOURER!
Sarec - No!
Baptarion - Hachiman...no...

The demonfied Hachi jumped into the pit, being absorbed and killed by the lava. Marigrax groaned loudly as entropic power ewas emitted from body. Arsac's corruption became as intense as Hachi's was, her becoming a mindless killing machine. Arsac attacked and ripped Tyraz Breek to shreds right in front of everyone's eyes. The rupture in the skies let out one last boom, before finally opening. The fabrics of universe shattered as the rupture grew and engulfed the entire planet, then the sector...then the entire Galaxy...

Marigrax laughed maniacly as demons emerged from every direction. Arsac slaughtered every single member of the group, except for Falrik Zaarkhun, as he could not be touched. However, she did not need to, as the sight of Hell itself left him broken. He fell on his knees as tentacles emerged from the rupture, opening it more. A horrifying dragon-like visage emerged and let out a roar of so much intensity that the entire planet shattered into several pieces. At gazing at the monster, Falrik Zaarkhun instantly died of a heart attack. Marigrax and Arsac both roared as they admired the monster: Shu'ulathoi himself.

In a matter of days, the entire First Gigaquadrant was overrun in demons. In Zargoth's dimension, Kolossus laughed happily at the Corruptus' success.

Zargoth - I can see you're enjoying this, Kolossus...
Kolossus - Oh I sure am! I feel avenged!
Zargoth - And my revenge is also complete....well, we are done with this timeline. Time to check the next.

The Legion of the Deathmarch was supreme. The Scourge had happened. This universe, was now, Shu'ulathoi's.

"Pointless...betrayer...monster...thing...this is what I am called by the one who I once considered a brother. A member of my own family. Almost my own blood. Arkarixus...you are too feeble-minded to understand. The old times died out, thanks to you, but I can make them real once more.

"By harvesting the Grox and the primitive scum, turning them into spaceships, I am doing all of them a favour. I am "ascending" them. I am making them perfect. A new generation of Kormacvar. Yet you, who was once one of the greatest protectors of the species, refuses to accept. You oppose me. You "murder" my children.

"If you so wish, then so be it. Stay with your primitives. Fight as much as you want. The outcome will be the same regardless. Your incapability of understanding that I am giving our race a new legacy will end with you being processed with the rest. I will not by stopped by you."

-Regnatus' mental notes about Arkarixus

Falrik Zaarkhun - I never before have been able to call an enemy my friend. But you changed that. I'd like you to live, but I respect your decision. You truly are heroic.
Uriel - Ark if you die, remember: You wuld have created a stronger legacy than Regnatus ever could build.
Iovera - Spode will protect you in the afterlife. Dei'Nar cyredrae'nii.
Kithworto - If you need someone to talk to after all this, just shout.
Volim - Well, Arkarixus, I'll admit...even I'm sad to see you go.
Nu - Yeah. What he said.
Arkarixus - Thank you all. Now, if you excuse me, I have a galaxy to save.

Arkarixus ran to the console, with psychic power shining from his hands, and slammed them into it. The room was blasted by power as Arkarixus' body turned into pure energy, which merged itself with the meachinery. Regnatus out out a roar, and the red light went out...

The Mechanic - ...Did it work?
Tuolog - I...think not.

The lights turned back again, in a red much more intense than before, and te room was hit by a wave of energy which vaporized the group's flesh and bones into it was nothing but dust. Kithworto, noticing the threat, teleported away, while Falrik Zaarkhun was impaled by a mechanic claw and killed instantly. In space, Regnatus torn the ship apart with his attacks, destroying the Vague spaceships, and used his Chronoscopic shards to remove Moxix from time. He once again drifted into the core's direction, and finally entered it.

Combining his tentacles into the central Grid, a beam of red energy was launched through the Cold Relay of the galactic core, causing it to explode violently. Before its total destruction, the beam was sent to the nearest Relay to the system, and the same happened there. The beam scattered across the galaxy, destroying all Cold Relays, the process being fastened by Regnatus' Shards. In a matter of time, all Relays were destroyed, and the natives of the galaxy became completely stranded.

Regnatus - Let the harvesting begin.

A few months after the defeat of the galactic push, Regnatus' harvest was complete. All of the galaxy had been turned into his twisted Ascended-classes. Using the Grid, Regnatus locked the Grim Reaper Sector away so the Junction could no longer bother him. With the entire galaxy on his control, Regnatus did the final step of his plan: he locked the entire galaxy in a pocket universe, away from all reality. Forever, he would be alone with his "new legacy".

In Zargoth's dimension, Zargoth and Kolossus watched, disgrunted.

Kolossus - The madman did it...hmpf.
Zargoth - Leave it. Let the pathetic monster live in his little pocket world. We're done with his timeline.

The Borealis Galaxy was nothing but an old tale now, forever lost in ages, much its precursors...

"I've talked many times about my desires of what the future should be. A world governed by some power-mad gods, where people aren't indoctrinated by any regime, are allowed to think for themselves, and most importantly, no system is regulated or governed. Anarchy is viewed too often as a step back. But having a government goes against the nature of the animal kingdom. We need to evolve and adapt to survive, not have a government do the adapting for us!

"Some of the greatest desires of our kind are freedom and equality. Equality is impossible, but equal opportunities isn't. Anyone should have the ability to adapt, and everyone should. Freedom can only be achieved when all laws and restrictions are removed. And people must be strong, they must learn to adapt for themselves, to survive. My dream of this world may one day come true...but I've yet to tell anyone the full story..."

- Falrik Zaarkhun

"Bah. To hell with anarchy. To hell with all you pathetic kings, queens, presidents and governing boards who know nothing of how to control a nation. A nation needs a strong, powerful ruler to control it. It needs to be kept in line, with all its people made strong, to make its powerful ruler have a powerful army! Zaarkhun showed me the world of business and economics, and how it too can play a major role in the control of a nation.

"The Wranploer are the greatest race. Of course, other races have their place (by place I mean uses), but the Wranploer have always strived to be the greatest and most powerful. Zaarkhun's talked to me more about his views on natural selection, adaptation and evolution, being the best of the best...and that has fueled my vision; if the Wranploer evolve, if they become the greatest and take their rightful place, what can stop us? It happens in the animal kingdom, after all! And think of it, the master nation ruled by the master race with subordinates to serve it! And leading the master navy's master soldiers to take over other subordinate galaxies, and create the master empire!

"Too long have I awaited the day in which I, Galactic Emperor Volim Thrava, can take my place at the throne, with ALL of my enemies crushed, with ALL planets conquered, with ALL my followers gathering before me and saluting their great master, and most importantly, with ALL those yet to fall to my blade bowing before me and begging for mercy! And I thought this day would never come...but it has!"

- Volim Thrava

Falrik Zaarkhun - I fought...for a lost cause. A world without tyrants, without villany, without any gods...and all I did was create new ones.
Tuolog - Now you see reason.
Tyraz - To think you could save this galaxy is a brave thing, even respectable. But your methods have failed you in more ways than one and now you lie here, a broken man.
Falrik Zaarkhun - I...have caused so much pain to this galaxy...all for a cause that was misguided from the very beginning.

Zaarkhun stood up, and walked away from them. They had a look at his face, and tears were forming.

Falrik Zaarkhun - Argh, I was wrong from the start! I speak about our species' nature, yet it is our nature to become mad with power! Why did I never consider that?!
Arkarixus - Because you fell for that yourself.

Tyraz approached Zaarkhun and placed a hand on his shoulder.

Tyraz - I too know how it feels to become misguided and lost on a path I feel was right.
Lemmo - That's why I never considered making a criminal empire or something. I'm a lone wolf.

Zaarkhun clenched his fist, and pulled out hist pistol. He aimed it...

...at them.

Falrik Zaarkhun - Now, here's the thing. Why did I never consider that being a power-drunk god was the better way?

The group looked at him, horrified, and threatened. They aimed their weapons and fired at him, but typically, nothing hit him. Zaarkhun laughed evilly, as his Chronoscopic machine reactivated, and he was once again linked to its power.

Falrik Zaarkhun - Volim was right. We don't need no leader, we need a strong leader. We don't need no system, we just need a working one! We need a dictatorship that works, no in between, no anarchy, a strong, well ordered nation!!
Tuolog - No...no, no no...!

Zaarkhun laughed menacingly as he then spoke to Volim in excitement; Volim had finally persuaded him to rethink everything. And Volim chuckled too. And the two made up their minds on comms chat.

The group then found themselves in a timeless realm, with a mutated General Volim ready to crush them all. And with nothing they could do, Volim stomped every single one of them. He put an end to the era of the past, and begun a new era. A era of a true, rightful ruler of the Borealis Galaxy. A galaxy of crime, dystopia and disorder was now given order, by the very same people who had fought against giving it order.

It was over. Borealis was theirs. The Borealis Empire was begun, but it was far more extreme than ever before.

With Kolossus defeated by a mutated Volim, there was literally nothing in their way. As the great Borealis Empire ruled by Galactic Emperor Volim had begun, a new era of dictatorship had begun.

People were given the freedoms, of course. Freedoms to buy any product they want from a business secretly regulated and monitored by Falrik Zaarkhun, Volim's right-hand man. Freedoms to use these products in any way, allowing the empire to spy on everyone and make note of everything that happened in an AI, all part of a network stolen from UNO, and ran by Volim himself. Freedoms to talk to anyone and do anything, but as long as the crime didn't hurt the Empire, nothing would stop them.

And you could argue it was the best thing that'd happened. Their extreme views had largely stomped out any of the chaos in the galaxy, and for once, made it a peaceful place. And with the economy so well-looked after by Zaarkhun and 'classes' clearly set out by Volim, Borealis would never have a recession again. Everything so well-regulated and ordered, it would have been a good thing for many people. Zargoth would of course have his second back up plan, and Kolossus his second fake death, but it's not like Zargoth would care for the timeline that Volim had won, anyway.

The Borealis hellhole had turned into a hellhole of a very different kind. One where their immortal Galactic Emperor, and his massive Wranploer army, his huge mass Kormacvar technology ran by Volim's Caretakers, and the powerful Volim Grid, would be worshipped as almost a god for aeons to come.