#future verse the future is now

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“So, the galaxy is back to its usual self. Peaceful, quite, prosperous……..”

“And so utterly boring. What’s a Kaiserin to do now that everyone is getting fat off the happiness? This empire is practically on autopilot without conflict.”

“……..that lowly insect barely fit to be called a Changeling has altered fate to a degree that CANNOT be ignored. Lucid Evergreen. The name erased from time, but forgotten no longer.”

“Just how much of our way of life can be contributed to your MEDDLING?”

“You have questions my loyal subjects. I have answers, for those brave enough to enter the imperial court.”

“Who will approach the great Gerbera?!”

“And here I thought things couldn’t get stranger. What in the world is going on in the cosmos today?”

“Imperial court has been an absolute drag today. Advisor 8792, what’s the last bit of news to discuss before we go our separate ways today.”

‘The large book of the days plans was flipped open and quickly sifted through. Today’s agenda was long and tiresome, but there was only one final topic to go over before the day was done.’

“Ahem…..rumors are circulating that an albino changeling has b-been born…….b-born in…..the……horde space…………….”

“…………………………….”

‘The room fell silent. Such an event only occurs before the dawn of disaster falls upon the changeling empires. When a white changeling is born amongst their black carapace brothers and sisters the outcome has always been the same every generation.’

‘Full scale war. Unrestricted and uncontained Hell will wash over the territories of the Neo Changeling Empire.’

“Are you all DEAF!? Deploy the garrisons!!! Lift all production restrictions and begin the PPT initiative AT ONCE! So much bloody time wasted on BULLSHIT when something like this was in the agenda. Someone find the person who organized today’s planner and fucking EXECUTE THEM! Do it now!”

“Come all you young spacefarers, listen to me.”

“I’ll sing you a song of the fish in the seas.”

“And it’s windy weather, oh storm weather!”

“When the solar winds blow we’re all together.”

“Blow ye winds fringe-ward, blow ye winds blow.”

“Out to the galaxy steady she goes!”

“Up comes the great dragon in search of our home.”

“Through space to a place beneath waves and foam.”

“Ah yes, the holidays have returned. Reminds me of a Christmas long long ago when I was a small child.”

“…………well curses. I’ve just forgotten it again.”

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