![]() Visual contact confirmed to Terran scouts that the incoming vessel was of Arxur make, but that didn’t ease their suspicions. ![]() Nimble fighters raced out to join me, taking up flank positions. Humans detected my ship among the icy fragments, and nailed me with enough FTL-disruptors to fry an army. Terrans devised those blueprints on their own. I would assume the UN mimicked our cloaked stations, but they couldn’t have developed the technology so quickly. ![]() A lesser mind might mistake the gravitational disturbances for an astronomical phenomenon. Their super-black paint absorbed almost all light, and their emissions were the only giveaway. I marveled at the sheer manpower they must’ve dedicated to reconstruction.Īccording to my sensor data, the humans placed habitats as far out as the ‘Oort Cloud.’ It was impossible to spot the roughshod stations on the viewport. Earth’s defenses had been insufficient to ward off enemy vessels, and humanity wished to ensure such defeat never happened again. The Sol System underwent a serious overhaul, since my last visit. Memory transcription subject: Chief Hunter Isif, Arxur Dominion Sector Fleetĭate : December 3, 2136 Patreon | Series wiki | Official subreddit | Discord
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