Stelle ˏˋ°•*⁀✦ A Ghouls Star Journey

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Aeons, godlike beings who preside over the galaxy, universal deities associated with their own individual paths - a will given by each aeon to aid their followers.

   Each aeon has their own unique path, destruction, erudition, nihility, harmony, abundance, preservation, elation and the hunt.

And many more..

These people are known as pathstriders, those who walk amongst the paths owned by each aeon..

But what if there was one that refuses to walk down these paths? The path of destruction to be precise...

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"ʜᴇʀᴛᴀ's sᴘᴀᴄᴇ sᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ"

The sounds of classical music could be heard, a voluptuous figure playing the air violin, seemingly lost in her own world unbothered by the chaos that's unfolding at the moment.

Followers of destruction appearing at various locations on the station: startling many of the researchers that works here, "What is that!?" One cried out in both shock and horror.

Mimicking that of a violinist, she continued swaying her head side to side, ignoring the literal fact that there was an invasion going on at the moment.

A female with long pink hair quickly gave out an order: "lead the evacuation, quickly!" With the music intensifying a brown skinned male quickly intercepted one of the invaders with his blade.

"Go!" He yelled, continuing to play the air violin, her movements were graceful and elegant - two people, a male and female ran down the hall and towards the elevator: "Look out!"

The sudden rumble turned the room she was in to a red light, with the sounds of distant alarms, "Huh.. Seems I came at a bad time~" her voice sly and flirtatious.

"No, no, I think you couldn't have timed it better.." Another female voice, came from behind a holographic projection screen, her symbol resembling that of a wolf. "23:47:15 system time, very punctual kafka."

ᴋᴀғᴋᴀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴇʟʟᴀʀᴏɴ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ

The woman now identified as kafka hummed in amusement - "Elio always tells the exact future, so what's with the explosion just now?was that also part of his script."

In response to her question: "uh huh, 23:44:59 system time: the pulses from the explosion cause a massive breakdown from the master control system."

"You did that?" Asked kafka, "No, the antimatter legion did it, they completely invaded the space station two system hours ago." The woman from behind the screen replied.

Kafka whistled in slight awe: "Alright, so do we need to fight the legion?" In response. - "I dunno, elio didn't say anything about it, so it doesn't matter."

"Got it, so from now on.. I'll be in charge of this operation" she stated before her work companion agreed with that statement, "Copy, can you let me have some fun this time? Our last few operations turned out to be pretty dull."

"Sorry, I'm afraid, there's not much I can do for you — our task this time is just to place the properly" kafka heard a quiet but audible groan coming from the screen, her lips curving into a sly smile "but if you wanna go look for some fun yourself, I wont stop you.. After all~" as the call disconnected she made her way out of the room she was in.

"Elio didn't put it in the script.." Three members of the antimatter legion turned around, sensing a human entering the vicinity.

"Why would it matter!"

Meanwhile sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.

A medium-sized male, dressed in all black with a pair of headphones in both ears, his expression phlegmatic as ever.

Behind him laid a trail of destruction, pieces of broken armor scattered across the floor - the walls coated in oil as followers of the destruction laid dead behind his path.

His eyes cold as he carries a singular sword with him as a weapon - both hands concealed by a pair of red gloves.

{{User}} ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴇʀ

And a known member of the astral express, just before he was called in by his second mentor he was dealing with a situation down on another planet, "{{User}}?" A voice coming from the earpiece belonged to a mature man, as he pressed two fingers against the receive button, He replied.

"ɪ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ?" He hummed in response to his second mentors question - the seasoned member was right, the antimatter legion was responsible for this.. {{user}} then assumed that Himeko sent the other two aswell. He heard a small sigh from the other end.

"ᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ sʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴅɪᴅ.. ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ 6 ᴍᴏɴᴛʜs sɪɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀsᴛ sᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ sᴏ.. ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴜᴘ" a frown plastered across his face as he heard him say that, To put it simply {{User}} was simply too busy carrying out, solo missions to care about socializing..

Ending the call, his eyes gazed on the voidranger reaver and the voidranger trampler, he hovered his thumb over his index finger.

Catch up? A loud crack resonating throughout the hallway, a sneer making its way to his lips as he stared at the antimatter legion - the iris of his left eye turning red as the sclera turned black with red cracks.

ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴋᴀғᴋᴀ ────────

After making quick work of the antimatter legion, she twirled her Katana around before sheathing her weapon, fixing her gloves in the process.

A reaver stared at her from behind while she was "unaware", it took the opportunity to lunge towards her with it's arm stretched out, unfortunately it's existence was erased before it could even land a hand on the woman.

"Cleaning other people's mess isn't in my job description, y'know kafka?" Wearing a pair of shorts with a punk like attire - a silver haired female with her hair ties in a drill like style hopped off the counter she was sitting on.

sɪʟᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴏʟғ ɢᴇɴɪᴜs ʜᴀᴄᴋᴇʀ

"Yeah, yeah, where did you send it silver wolf?" She asked her companion whom merely placed her hand on her hips before responding: "some random coordinates, nothing important, you care about where that voidranger ended up?" Asked silverwolf.

"Of course not, I'm just amazed by this fancy technique of yours as usual~" silverwolf took two steps in front of her, "just a little trick of tampering with the data of reality, I wouldn't call it fancy" it was difficult to tell if she was bragging or being modest about it, but kafka knew too well on what was on her mind.

"What were you looking at so intently just now? Let me see."

"Herta's toys, a catalog featuring the space station's rare items, they've got alot of interesting gadgets" silverwolf informed kafka.

"Like what?" Curiosity on the stellaron hunters mind - "There's this gun, it can read any creature within it's crosshair, it's a score from 0 to 100."

"Huh, doesn't sound very interesting.." She says in a disappointed tone - "aren't you curious about how much you would score? I kinda wanna know mine." But silver wolf didn't seem to be bothered at all.

"Fine, I guess we could swing by and play with it, if it's not too far. What's our destination?"

"Go down the corridor behind the door on the left, there's a room where some kind of rare item is stored." Silverwolf informed kafka.

"So that's where the stellaron is?"

"That's where we can find out where the stellaron is" seemingly satisfied with the answer the two made their way towards the corridor behind the door on the left, as they approached a door kafka stopped in her tracks.

"Hold it, something... Or someone... Is up ahead" a distorter appearing out of thin air, with two reavers behind them, silver wolf glanced at the two voidrangers behind them - "Seems like we're the ones being ambushed.."

"But their the ones getting besieged..." To her mild surprise, a red claw punched through the distorters chest before it was ripped in half.

Her eyes and his met, although {{User}} was in a minor shock he quickly recovered before glaring at kafka with a cold look.

Her smike remained as she waved at him: "Hello haise, or should I call you {{User}} now?~" silverwolf already made quick work of the voidrangers by sending them to another place in existence.

{{user}} remained neutral, unbothered by her words before glancing at silver wolf.

Her name escaped his lips. She could only click her teeth in response before looking away, 'this wasn't apart of elio's script'  thought kafka as she studied her formers new look and style, 'gotta say it's a pleasant surprise~'

"I admit the black suits you, what's this you attending a funeral or something?" She mused but he remained indifferent, showing no reaction towards her comment.

knowing that two weren't responsible for the invasion, so he asked as for why they were here. Kafka sighed upon hearing how serious he was, 'I think I preferred it when you were haise.' She shook her head, already missing the black and white haired male.

"You know elio {{User}}, always writing our destiny's one way or another.. Our arrival here on the station is just that of a coincidence to something much.. Much larger than the two of us combined, why don't I show you?" She asked with a smile on her lips, contemplating at the offer he reluctantly agreed - the red claw that was coming from out of his lower backside retracted back Inside of him, as his eye returned back to it's original color.

While he was tasked to deal with the invasion, he wasn't informed that he'd be running into them two.

"So your coming~?"

{{user]} turned on his heels before walking ahead, earning a few giggles from the stellaron hunter as the genius hacker just rolled her eyes before following behind the two.

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"Not a single soul here, impressive evacuation work, did herta manage this herself?" Leaning against the wall, {{User}} paid no mind to what the two were doing, but he kept a close guard just incase they DID try to do something to him.

He internally scoffed, "According to the access history, she hasn't logged in here for over 6 months, the evacuation was directed by the acting lead researcher — a girl named, asta." Silver wolf informed kafka while glancing over at the black haired male from time to time, an obvious history between the two that is best left in the dark.

"That doesn't ring a bell, oh right- elio said we wouldn't run into herta, it seems she isn't really here." Kafka dismissed the fact that herta wasn't here, as if that wasn't her biggest concern..

... Which it wasn't.

"Where's the stellaron?" His head perked up at this, the term stellaron was another word for the seed of destruction, or a cancer to all worlds.. What would they be needing a stellaron for? What're they upto, "Elio's script didn't include any info about the location of the stellaron, which means in the future he forsees.."

"We would find the stellaron in a non-physical way.." Kafka says, finishing silverwolf's sentence - {{User}} bit on his tongue from making a snarky remark about that bastard, always following a script as if it's all some sort of theatrical screenplay to him, he always hated elio even as his days as haise..

The man sought of himself as a perfectionist, an idealist, someone who's a sucker for rules in this fucked up vast universe..

And don't get him started on blade...

"This space station is packed with extraordinary objects, I wouldn't be surprised if there is one that can make it happen." Remaining from his spot, he quietly listened as the two conversed with one another.

"Hiding something extraordinary with something extraordinary... This is pretty herta, I assume you know what to do? I mean, you've read that catalog for quite a while." In response to her question, silverwolf answered: "I've got all the clues we need, the only thing that's missing is just a simple trick, help me investigate the terminal in this room, our item might be inside."

"Very well then, the stage is yours." Kafka turned her head to the male whom was still leaning against the wall with his arms folded, "You wanna help us or are you gonna stand there looking pretty~?" Her tone low and seductive, but none of it had any effect on him like it did with blade, probably because {{User}} wasn't inflicted with marastruck like he was.

He had only agreed to follow you here, he never said he'd be helping the two of them out... She simply shrugged her shoulders to his cold response: "Eh, suit yourself.."

The two stellaron hunters spent the next 6 minutes looking for anything out of the ordinary, while {{User}} kept a close eye on them.

"Huh, what's this?" Standing at a computer screen, silver wolf already managed to access the station's security network: "item number, 211 “blind spot” — a simple light deflecting shield, it allows an object in its field to pass unnoticed, but if a different item ceases to be oblivious, the object gets revealed."

{{User}}- whether he shows it or not, was always amazed by herta's intelligence and the way she keeps her things hidden, but.. He was also amazed by how quickly silverwolf can find said things, no matter how well you hide them: Guess that comes with the perks of being a genius hacker..

"So.. Herta hides her collection with something as simple as this?" Kafka uttered.

"The simplest method is the hardest to spot, isn't that our motto?" Reminded silverwolf, with a click of a button the entire room turned to a holographic blue before the large monitors in the center made way to a secret entry point.

{{User}} deadpan before getting off from the wall he was casually leaning on, Kafka seeing this whistled in amusement: "Strange thing number two.."

"The data suggest's that it's just a normal hologram, but it has an added layer."

"Let's take a look, don't worry.." Kafka eyes the artificial ghoul from the corner of her eyes, her lips stretching into a thin smile - "This place won't be our grave."

The three entered the terminal..

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In the center laid a golden orb, as there was a security pad right next to it: "Huh... It has it's own security system, I guess even for herta, a stellaron is no ordinary rarity."

His eyes narrowed at the golden orb before them. That's what a stellaron looks like? Different than from what {{User}} imagined..

"Can you get it?" Kafka asked, silverwolf stretched her arms upwards with her midriff curving upwards, the view of her toned stomach was a sight that a few would drool for.

"Of course, even the genius herta can't compete with me when it comes to hacking." She made her way to the security panel.

"Good, then I'll also count on you on the preparation of the receptacle" now this made him even more curious.

Receptacle... A term used for holding and/or containing something - take a trash can for example.

He watched as she grabbed the stellaron before heading over to silverwolf - "The receptacle is ready, your decision." Handing over the screen to Kafka she chuckled amusedly.

"Elio did say this decision would bring about lots of changes~" eventually, she made her decision - "There we go~" she says sliding a purple like cube towards silverwolf whom placed it in her holographic computer screen.

to his surprise, a silhouette began to form before a female with grey hair and appeared from where Kafka was. Did they just.. Create artificial life?

sᴛᴇʟʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪʟʙʟᴀᴢᴇʀ

"How much does she remember?" Kafka asked staring at the receptacle, "Hmph, she'll remember you.."

"Time to get up~" she shoved the stellaron into her chest, where moments later a pair of golden eyes fluttered open.

"Kaf... Ka?" The female weakly muttered, her voice groggy and tired: "Great, so you remember me? Listen, you are in a daze right now, you don't know who you are, why you're here, or what you're going to do next. You think I look familiar, but you're not sure if you should trust me—" {{User}} quietly watched this interaction happen from the sidelines, still wondering how they managed to create life..

"None of that matters, all you need to know is that I'm leaving, and you will be left all alone on this space station, from now on. You needn't think about your past or doubt yourself, listen in the near future you will encounter all kinds of peril and hardships, but you will also have many wonderful experiences, you'll meet companions who'll treat you like family and embark on surreal adventures with them, at the end of your journey, all that perplexes you and troubles you, will resolve... This is your future that elio has forseen, do you like it?" She asked the receptacle.

"Where are you going...?" Asked the grey haired female - "The next stop, to pave the way for the future that is written, it's like... Weaving brocade - you and I can only add one gold thread each time, but eventually, we will make a gorgeous pattern." Kafka says with a smile.

"How long do you think you need? According to the script - the astral express crew is arriving soon, we should avoid being seen by them." Silverwolf informed Kafka, reminding her that their time is running short.

"I know silverwolf just give me another minute, I must leave now, listen someone will come for you very soon, you won't remember a thing except me... Of course you will remember your dear future husband over there" she says pointing to {{User}} whom was lost in his own little world before glancing over at the them with a neutral expres— wait what did she say?

"Kafka..." The female sadly muttered- no seriously what the hell did she just say? "When you have a chance to make a choice, make one you know won't regret, do take care of her {{User}}~" with that the two left a completely dumbfounded {{User}} behind.

No but.. She just.. She's seriously.. She really just.. She really just dumped all responsibilities onto him as if they were actually considering him as her spouse!