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The line between fiction and reality seemed to blur, and the universe’s mysterious ways were becoming more tangible than I could’ve ever imagined.

Mayn

The vastness of space, speckled with the gleam of countless stars, stretched endlessly before me.

My thoughts were laser-focused on one thing: the Vendikar and their malicious intent.

My ship’s display panel buzzed to life, outlining the Vendikars’ most recent manoeuvres.

One by one, I analysed the patterns, trying to deduce their next move.

They’ve been on a spree, targeting several planets in this quadrant, transforming unsuspecting locals into their kin, who then infected others of their kind, colonising from within.

Their methods were insidious, and their ambitions knew no bounds.

Each planet on that list wasn’t just a name or a statistic to me.

They represented people, cultures, entire histories forever altered.

Some I’d managed to warn in time, and they now stood vigilant, prepared for any Vendikar treachery.

But others… the weight of each failure, each planet I couldn’t reach in time, bore down on me like a shackle, a constant reminder of the high stakes of this intergalactic game of cat and mouse.

I allowed myself a moment, closing my golden eyes, centering my thoughts.

Each success was a beacon of hope, while each loss sharpened my determination.

A soft chime indicated an incoming transmission.

The display shifted, and the familiar visage of Pleyod, an ally from the planet Veridion, appeared.

Her cerulean skin shimmered in the light of her own cockpit, and her voice, though musical, bore a clear tone of urgency.

“Mayn,” she greeted, her eyes reflecting her concern. “I’ve managed to intercept some crucial Vendikar intel. They’ve set their sights on Earth.”

“Earth?”

The pieces began to fall into place.

Earth, still relatively oblivious to the broader cosmos and its perils, would be the perfect unsuspecting target for the Vendikar.

“Thank you, Pleyod,” I replied, already punching in the coordinates for a swifter descent to Earth. “Do you have any information on how they intend to initiate the transformation?”

Pleyod’s image flickered as she transferred some data files. “From what I could gather, they’ll use a subtle approach — some sort of device or artifact. They want to be discreet, avoid drawing attention. Their target is an Earthling called… Emilia.”

Poor unfortunate soul.

Discretion was the Vendikar’s specialty.

They worked in the shadows, making their moves undetected until it was too late.

“Stay safe, Mayn,” Pleyod’s voice wavered with genuine concern. “Earth is still uncharted territory for many of us. You don’t know what you might encounter.”

“I will,” I promised. “And thank you, Pleyod. Your intel might just make the difference.”

The transmission ended, and the vast canvas of space beckoned once again.

“Computer,” I commanded. “Set a course for Earth.”

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