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There At The Close


I have been all I could be. I think it has been enough.

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    I feel like some sort of celebration is in order...

    No, not a celebration. A promise.

    I will have a new story out by next week.

    No shit, guys. I'm doing this. To quote a certain shitty comic:

    WHERE DOING THIS MAN
    WHERE MAKING THIS HAPPEN

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    Happy singles awareness day, Jaune. :)

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  • 431 weeks
    Bio-Break

    *surfaces from the water and crawls onto lifeboat*

    I'VE DONE IT!

    I'M FREE FROM RAPTURE!

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    >fire
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    >[THE MORE YOU KNOW]
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  • 431 weeks
    Bioshock Log 003 - Fwee-Fwee

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Jan
8th
2016

Cosmic V: Of Cosmic Proportions · 5:24am Jan 8th, 2016

Nobody said what they wanted more of, so deal with it.


The Scroll of Yyemnn-Gryphold
Current Location Unknown


Hello there.
I am Yyemnn-Gryphold, and by the hopeful time of you reading this, I have long since dissapeared. All you must know is that I have found a secret, and this is where I've put it. It may seem a bit low-tech, writing this on a scrap of Human paper, but I'm fairly sure one cannot hack or trace paper.

This is sensitive information. I pray that whoever is reading my words never seeks to act them out.

I only write this because nothing else will, and, as a Scientist, I must preserve this knowledge. Who knows, maybe one day someone will make good of it.

I digress.

As we know, the beings known as 'Cosmics' have recently begun to evolve from Humanity and some unknown solar anomaly. They posess incredible power, indestructible bodies, and near-infinite natural lifespans.

It is believed that Cosmics are born from matter emitted from stars as they burn, and, once enough of this matter collects, an extremely powerful chemical reaction fuses the matter together into a sentient being.

Theoretically, one may even be able to use such a reaction as a weapon.

Now, Cosmics have a strong sense of right and wrong, and whoever finds them drifting throughout space has a very deep impact on who they grow up to become. Luckily, the Cosmics take care of their own, and have always recovered the newborns before anyone else could, thanks in part to the Solar Colonies stationed nearby the Birth Stars.

But, there are rumors of a way to birth a Cosmic without waiting centuries for one to collect and explode into life.

The matter from witch they are formed, Sonnfer, is an amazingly durable metal-like substance that takes after Solids and Plasma in terms of matter states. The only way for Sonnferto be forged- besides tediously collecting the grains of it emitted from stars- is to commit mass genocide.

If one was to simultaeneously blow up five iron-cored planets, in very close proximity, the resulting mix of solids, liquids, gases, and the heat from the five cores may mix the elements together into enough Sonnfer to birth a Cosmic- albiet one who would be serving whoever birthed him or her.

As of now, there are only four Star Systems that meet these criteria: Jion-Wynfree, of Andromeda, Tlalius, of The LMC, Ded Regii, of The SMC, and Sol, of Milky Way- but only if the entirety of its asteroid belt could be added to the detonation of Earth, Mars, and Venus.

Please, do not let those with malicious intent gaze upon this scroll. Guard it with your life, and see that the above four Systems are always prepared for a battle big enough to shatter the ground they live on.

I can only imagine how much damage an Evil Cosmic could do...

You now know this secret. Do not divulge any of this information unless the existance of the whole Universe is at stake.

I put my trust in you, reader.
-Yyemnn-Gryphold


Deep Space, somewhere in the SMC
The Sentient Virus, Infection


Infection flew, silently gliding through the inky blackness of space, on its way to a rumored Cosmic Colony.

-Or so its superiors thought.

Infection has had its own agenda for a while, and was truly only focused on one thing: Discovering who- or what- it really was. It knew it wasn't a Virus, nor one of the Bacteria prototypes the Plague had just begun testing, no, it was something else.

It was so much more.

Infection wasn't just the first Virus to unlock the hidden COMBAT/BODY subroutine, and not just the most proficient at it either.

Infection had an Ember.

For lack of better word, it supposed. It possesed a unique power that nothing else it had met could even think of replicating, and that was about as close to an Ember as you could get.

Infection knew, one day, it'd remember.

And when it did, it could finally give in and begin to obliterate life.


POINTLESS EXPOSITION IS FUN!

It was a little wierd using 'It' for all of Infection's pronouns.

Also, SMC and LMC stand for the Small Magellanic Cloud and the Large Magallenic Cloud, and are another pair of galaxies floating around in the cosmos.

~Wywint

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