✭✭ Outer Space, Perses Galaxy✭✭
In the depths of a faraway galaxy, rogue stars zoomed all about in a maddening race, tearing the heavens asunder without respite. Gamma ray bursts roared from the heaving crust of neutron stars, strobing for light-years on end. And supernovae flared in a chorus of cosmic death. Yet away from the stormy sea of chaos, the improbable became probable. On the calmer edge of the Perses Galaxy's spiraling arms, a lone ice planet - Glacia - drifted through space. Quietly orbiting it's star, it bore no life, only icy peaks and a subsurface ocean devoid of things to discover.
But at the summit of it's tallest mountain, entropy cast a miraculous spell - of randomness - and from the folds of chaotic fluctuations, emerged one of five Omega Cubes. Ancient artifacts known only in the passages of cosmic lore, they promised uncontested supremacy over the four known fundamental forces of natures - the strong force, weak force, electromagnetism, gravitation - and the mysterious fifth harnessed by the Eteldan Empire. Energy crackled from the Omega Cube that'd claimed the skies of Glacia as it's own, quaking the fabric of space-time with ripples felt beyond the boundaries of the Perses Galaxy. Ripples detected by instruments in the Valhöll space station.
And answered with awe from the American God.
"Shit", Achilles cursed, arms crossed over his chest, and his brow furrowed from the bright glow of the holographic screen, "When was the last time any instrument or scanner went this crazy?", he asked, his eyes sweeping to those of his brother, Orion.
"It is most curious", Orion noted, wrestling the screen's light with his golden glow. "Hmm, and it points to a planet in the Perses Galaxy", he paused, searching his brother's eyes for an expected glint of intrigue.
"Would you be surprised if I said I was surprised?", Achilles smiled, finding humor in the absurdity of what he'd learned, "Considering that place is a chaotic death trap, I'm surprised those ripples came from a planet instead of... I don't know, black holes colliding", he shrugged.
"Shall we investigate?", Orion suggested, earning a shake of the head from the American God, "I'll investigate. Someone has to stay here. Besides, you're plan B in case I ever die. Alert Leo about this".
"Well in that case, I do hope you live. I quite enjoy the solitude here", Orion quipped, eyes gleaming with amusement.
"Yeah well judging from this season's round of human paranoia about the likes of us, it's probably better that you do enjoy the solitude here. Might save us from the third or fourth Civil War. Send me the coordinates to the planet. I'll stay in contact", Achilles nodded, a beam of light teleporting from Orion's side to the hangar where he strode to the Blue Eagle, and set course for the Perses Galaxy.