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I recognize his plan almost immediately. Soon, he won’t have any need for our miners. With this technology, he can hold entire galaxies hostage. If he gets his way, he’ll find more Resnyx. He’ll win.
But we’re not going to let him do that.
I find the entrance and climb inside the bay, rolling to the side. Despite the pain, I keep my mouth shut.
Outside the craft, the lights flash. I keep hidden, but I watch as they confront Slain.
It doesn’t go too well.
Days ago, when we spoke to him on the holograph, I noticed his changes. His skin had changed. A dark green goo rolled from his lips. His body was covered in a large, black cloak.
I thought he might have been ill, but it’s looking like he’s worse than ill. He is turning into evil incarnate.
“I need more,” he tells them. More Resnyx. More power. If he doesn’t get it, he will die and lose everything he has worked for.
I feel it, too. Ever since I experienced those blue beams of energy, I’ve felt weaker than ever. By the same token, I feel a strange urge I’ve never felt before in my entire life.
I need more.
Knowing this, I believe it holds some power. But who knows what will happen once his body takes more? The impact could lead to catastrophic consequences.
He could become a God. Or he could destroy our universe. No one knows, but I’m not going to take any more chances.
As Slain forces my brethren into the mothership, I carefully hide in a nook, waiting to return to planet Ferän.
Ferän, the hellhole I never thought I’d see again.
I lean against a window, hidden above the cargo inside the mothership. Slain has kept my alpha counterparts restrained for the ride, but he somehow isn’t powerful enough to see me.
Maybe it’s because I’ve become a ghost. Like the woman I fell in love with, I have vanished. When she died, I died.
I became invisible, not a God, but not my normal self either.
As we enter the atmosphere, a great weight comes over me. My skin prickles as anxiety and panic seizes my muscles.
Things are different. Something has changed here.
The miners are nowhere to be found, and our facilities look completely deserted.
Did the slaves leave? Did Akron offer them a way out?
Miles away from our headquarters is the Resnyx extraction unit. The door is wide open.
I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing. All I can do is keep hidden and pray for a miracle.
Slain snaps his fingers. “Awaken,” he says.
Lök and Vraik jolt awake, startled by the strange force he has on them.
Slain stands proudly in front of the giant windows, observing the desolate landscape. “We are nearing the Resnyx extractor,” Slain growls. “Where are your slaves?”
Lök stumbles, blinking his eyes. A faint smirk cracks his lips as he stares at the site below. “I cannot be certain, sir.”
Slain rolls his fingers back, shaking with untenable rage. He knocks him to his knees. Using his energy force, he lifts Vraik by his neck and throws him across the room.
“Bastard,” I curse, too low for him to hear it.
Vraik rolls to his side, groaning and taking in small breaths. “We don’t need the miners. I will help you with the Resnyx extractor,” he grunts. “Just don’t hurt me again.”
