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Cascade: Alekai's Tribute
Its feet walked the path of the burning wind
Its gaze was brighter than the midday sun
It’s cloak sheltered the defenseless from harm
Yet, it claimed to not be a god
It’s scorned stare could pierce all known things
Its curtain became the storms of judgment
It’s back became the thing to rally behind
Yet, it claimed to not be a god
Its speed was incalculable to any eyes
Its blows could turn whole worlds to dust
Its tongue could lap every drop of sunlight
Yet, it claimed to not be a god
Its skin could resist the holes with no bottom
Its palms could rip the spaces between spaces
Its mind could rearrange the structure of atoms
Yet, it claimed not to be a god
It cast the dark things to the furthest pits of the unknown
Swearing we could now live of splendor and prosperity
It reveled in the fall and end of its own people
Swearing the cosmos were safer without them  
It claimed to be on the side of prosperous life
Swearing to end those who sided with death
It brought the
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Cascade: Nothin' But Smiles: Prologue
   Whole lotta fellas have asked me how exactly I got here. Someone might’ve thought somethin’ along the lines of “How the hell did some sheik become one of the most well-known names out there?” Though, can’t say I can blame ‘em. I’ve been wonderin’ that myself lately. ‘S not like I did anything different from what I normally use to do. I was just myself. Then again, beein’ a charismatic hoofer with a little bit of blood on your hands can get ya in a lot of oddball places. Somethin’ I learned the hard way. Some folks have called me a “punk rogue”, or a “sinner turned hero”. But honestly, I was a thrillseeker with a deathwish.
   Whole helluva a lot that did me, though. I ended up pulling through doin' the “right thing” as they called it but still ended up gettin’ pinched by the contingency. Now I’m apparently off of Squalor and got cooped up someplace in
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Cascade: A Witness of the Slaughter
They hid, behind the false wall of light
I wonder if they ever felt atonement
Knowing that it would bring a burning blight
The dark things crept to only bring torment
Their blood red eyes saw nothing but prey
Scum bubbled from their crusted fangs
The bait had thankfully led them astray
To be blindly lead to the overhangs
Their arrival was a true nightmare
In my mind, their faces I saw
Forever stained by their demonic glare
forever consumed by the cosmic maw
The conquerors should not be blamed, not for the fall
For they sacrificed everything in hopes to save us all
- Ieva Valdis
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Cascade: Where It Came From
Before the first age, The Creator descended from its home. It Created the skies of Kwiparadesi and the stars of the boundless night.
The Star Tome (Boshlang 1:1)
   It was a calm and eventless night on the lowly planet of Nikan. Most haven worlds not under the eyes of Canolfan, yet still in the Den system were the perfect places to live isolated agricultural lives. Nikan was the perfect place for someone to lay low. It was the perfect place to hide. A place to hide experiments. A place to hide crimes.
   This was certainly the case for the great scientist, Opolo. A man who treated his specimens as if they were less than sentient. A man who was sloppy with his execution. A man who lost focus. A man who never understood patience. A man who became distracted. A man who let his blindness consume him.
The same couldn’t be said about his assistant, Lia. She completed everything that Opolo lost the patience to finish. She had a relentless optimistic tenacity. She saw
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The Cursed Lurker
When it comes to Loch, few speak of it in high regard. Loch is the landfill of nature, the world’s tumor. Loch’s chirping twilight days followed by its starless moaning nights chill visitors to the bone. Its rough rocky hills and thick sinking mud make it a place for adventurers to journey to and attempt its many perils. Many who travel to Loch speak dreadful tales. Tales of creatures who defy nature. Some brave enough to venture there are never the same. Those who return go on with nonsensical babbling. Others simply do not return at all.
Many stories of Loch have come and gone, and many tales crawl out of the mouths of fools who eagerly desire to share tales around a fire in the night. Tales of dark empty temples hosted by silhouettes in robes. Stories of whispering trees and the trembling words of those who walk among us no longer. However, the most common tale of all is the tale of the Cursed Lurker.
Anyone lucky enough to reach the Sea of Tears relays the same story. W
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The Unity/ Chapter 25
Location: The Unknown Regions  
Human Time: Non_Applicable
Writer: The Examiner
It couldn’t have been far past midday when I was found in the back of the cargo ship. I was sprawled on the cold metal floor as my body dreamed of my journey. My escape from Dwarka. How I used a spare teleporter to take me to a random place. Someone probably found one of mine, and planned on selling it on the black market. I had narrowly escaped the Programmer’s clutches entirely on my merits alone. And for that, I deserved a well deserved sleep. Just a short moment that I could enjoy to myself. But that moment was rudely interrupted by the ship’s pilot finding me in the cargo bay.
The pilot nudged me while I hugged a sack of grain like it was a pillow. The pilot softly kicked me in the knees to get me to wake up. I could only see the blurred interior of the ship as lazily opened my eyes. I groaned to the realization of being awoken, and rubbed my face to remove my minor yet unrelenti
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The Unity/ Chapter 24
Location: The Harbinger  
Human Time: Unknown
Writer: The Examiner
Jason’s team was improving from those strange translator pills over the weeks of being on the revitalized Star Destroyer. The strangers from this other dimension have showed them nothing but hospitality. Yet, something still bothered him. He felt like everyone was being played. Not just by whoever Knell was, but by something else. But he couldn’t focus on that. His priority was his team, and their former prey.
Occasionally some of them would wake up. He would talk to them and see how they were doing. They would shift between being lively and talkative, to acting like drunkards. Sometimes it would even make him laugh.
The Star Fox team adapted a little better than the Marauders. As if they had some connection to this Wrecking Crew that he was not aware of. He also visited them too. All of them were still mad at him for almost beating their leader to death. But they were still glad that he was helping the
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The Unity/ Chapter 23
Location: Subspace
Human Time: Unknown
Writer: The Examiner
Tyro was glad to see his Human and Tau allies working together instead of arguing about who's the better empire. But the joy of teamwork was quickly being wrung dry by the annoying enemies who were still swarming in the halls of the space station. After the mechanical beasts lead by the so called “Metal Face” left the station, they were replaced by strange morphing purple creatures that seemed to be made out of the strange dark matter material that existed in whatever plain of reality they were in. The Ultramarines took note of their irritating persistence.
The creatures were referred to as Primids. Their stature and intelligence were minimalistic. But the ability to change their skills and weapons after each morph made them unpredictable to fight. Whoever controls them can even teleport them in certain locations for strategic advantage. Their abilities can range between being large in size, having fire breath, met
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The Unity/ Chapter 22
Location: The Devastation
Human Time: 1700 hours/5:00 pm
Writer: The Examiner
Things have gone quite well for the reborn warrior. The Chiss and the Mandalorians may prove to be his most valuable allies yet. After the disappearance of Knell and the Yuuzhan Vong, Csilla and Mandalore have agreed to keep a close eye on the remaining Imperial space that moves closer and closer to the Unknown Regions. Though, Thrawn may not approve of Perfidious making deals with the Chiss behind his back. Unfortunately, the Kaleesh knows it will only be a matter of time before Thrawn betrays him.
It’s no secret that Thrawn was practically the only thing keeping the Remnant together after Endor. He did a damn good job of doing it, too. Much better than palpatine ever could. Though Perfidious didn’t care about the New Republic. Or that Thrawn was constantly attacking it after the capture of Coruscant. But he knew that Thrawn would go for him, too.
The people of Kalee were nothing but ferocious mo
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The Unity/ Chapter 21
The Unity
Chapter 21
Listen to
Location: Requiem
Human Time: 2:00 pm/ 1400 hours
Writer: The Examiner
    He had found this artificial world so small, The Justice Enforcer. The Pursuer left the comfort of his Impervious Mettle to “breathe” while it waited elsewhere to fulfill a secondary purpose. Malachi had come to this fake planet to follow someone. Some time earlier, a lowly Forerunner Promethean named Shadow-of-a-Sundered-Star(Ur Didact) attempted to attack Earth by composing all Humans into AI slaves as his soldiers. His plot of revenge ended as a humiliating failure.
    He was defeated by the Master Chief, and was thrown into a slipspace portal in his own ship. Assuming the portal killed the Didact, the Spartan set off a warhead in the Forerunner ship. The ship was destroyed at the cost of the Chief’s AI companion, Cortana. This presented the Didact both a good and bad situation.
    The slipspace portal hadn’t killed him, an
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The Unity/ Chapter 20
Listen to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NeESf9aCZHQ while reading
Location: Classified
Time: Classified
Subject: The Dwarka Facility Attack
Auto-assemble commencing…….
Submitting_smuggled_messaged now:
Asset 486:
We have confirmation that The Programmer's under-cover facility has been attacked.
Command:
Do you have any confirmation on who conducted the attack?
Asset 486:
We have theorized that The Crimson Cowl was responsible.
Command:
You mean to tell me that you are not sure?
Asset 486:
The Facility was completely obliterated. It is difficult to find a verdict if the scene of the crime was destroyed.  
Command:
Is there potentially anything that could possibly lead you in the correct direction?  
Asset 486:
We have found excess amounts of gamma radiation in the area. We predict that the Cowl used some kind of nuclear technology to destroy the facility from Dwarka’s orbit. But we cannot find an impact crater.
Command:
The attack was conducted by The Crims
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The Unity/Chapter 19
Listen to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1iAj3x0HTO8 while reading
Location: Frojila
Human Time: 0926 hours/ 9:26 am
Writer: The Examiner
Alex felt that taking in the Mobian in to The Programmer took sooner than he had thought it was going to take. He expected more of a challenge after hearing such a reputation from him. Then again, he was beaten several times with a cattle prod when he was found by the Human soldiers that were punishing him for being associated with Robotnik some time earlier. The Slasher just took the Mobian spy that once answered to Marshall, and the hispanic farmers that happened to be present as a bonus.
Alex took a casual brisk walk down the empty street of the quiet planetoid as a hover lift carried the people he captured. After fully cleaning the Human blood off his machete with a serrated flat edge, he figured that he would brutally kill any Chupacabras that would be unlucky enough to cross the cyborg’s path to pass the time. After all, he wasn’t
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The Unity/ Chapter 18
The Unity
Chapter 18
Listen to  while listening
Location: Dwarka
Human Time: 1750 hours/ 5:50 pm
Writer: The Examiner
Saving Michael Vey’s family known as the Electroclan with the help of the Ion brothers and the Crimson Cowl was one of the many things that will be sealed into my mind for the rest of my life. What happened then is what began my journey to discover who I was. Throughout my life on Nar Shaddaa, I never discovered what I was. Records of parents I may have had didn’t exist, and most of what I know now was self taught. One very important thing that I have learned was that whatever my kind was learned how to be incredibly adaptive.
If anyone of my kind fully becomes comfortable with a certain race or culture, they will change the structure of their DNA, and become something else entirely. The list can go on. Humans, Sangheili, Twi'leks, Vortigaunts, and others. Even if I discovered what my kind were any sooner, any living members would have became something
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The Unity/ Chapter 17
Listen to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=czxA_f04A88 and https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfyUqhFvN3M while listening
Location: The Unknown Regions
Human Time: 1545 hours/ 3:45 pm
Writer: The Examiner
   Jason, Addison, Chin, R3, Pan, TZ, and Themba rushed the Star Fox team to their ship, while Zola and Jumper stayed on the Great Fox capital ship to keep the pursuing fleet occupied as long as possible. After firing the main canons, many of the enemy fleet’s ships were destroyed rather quickly. Both Jumper and Zola were very impressed by this. Especially since the Great Fox was about the size of a heavy cruiser.
Despite their best efforts to get the Marauders and the Star Fox team as far away from their current location, Imperial 1 class Star Destroyers came out of hyperspace. All of them focused their fire on the Great Fox, seemingly unaware of the escaping bounty hunters and their former prey. As the ship once used by the Star Fox team went out in a blaze while giving
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The Unity/ Chapter 16
Listen to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQ3twpy12kA while reading
Location: Perspicacious Panacea
Human Time: 2315 hours/ 11:15 pm
Writer: The Examiner
   Wandering the halls of the dark and unsettling and empty station in unoccupied space wasn’t as much of a problem for Tyro, knowing that both Chaos and Warp have been for the most part purged from the universe not much long after the Horus Heresy. This situation forced the Imperium of Man, and the Tau Empire to bigrudgidly join the Travelers in their quest to reach the furthest corners of the cosmos. Since both empire’s no longer had many other means of forms of transportation comparable to lightspeed. This fusion of empires was exactly what the Travelers needed to form a solid force to defend themselves from massive threats when exploring the Milky Way galaxy and beyond.
Both the Emperor of Man, and the Ethereals have been very useful in that regard. Now they have joined the United Space Alliance. Threats such
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The Unity/ Chapter 15
Listen tohttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GlQ3GC_Ddmk&index=74&list=PL-Qa3JOhMY5fgNM4kKrzyoVLImYLR_2kx while reading
Location: The Sacrosanct
Human Time: 1730 hours/ 5:30 pm
Writer: The Examiner
Forming a sizable army has proven to be difficult over the past few months. Perfidious knew that he would need far more than relics from the Clone Wars to kill Sidious. Even if he was still alive. Though the Empire is severely separated, threatening all of it head on would be a colossal mistake. Blackmailing the remaining Grand Admirals of the order might also be a mistake. With the Emperor and second Death Star gone, and Vader joining the New Republic, there would be no way to know how much control Knell would have over the now Imperial Remnant. Now that some of the Rebellion’s founders have left in fear of the Republic becoming a dictatorship, they may fall under the Rioter’s influence as well. But now that the Kaleesh warrior has scooped up everything that Knell left behind by try
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Just replace determination with spaghetti. 
Its feet walked the path of the burning wind
Its gaze was brighter than the midday sun
It’s cloak sheltered the defenseless from harm
Yet, it claimed to not be a god

It’s scorned stare could pierce all known things
Its curtain became the storms of judgment
It’s back became the thing to rally behind
Yet, it claimed to not be a god

Its speed was incalculable to any eyes
Its blows could turn whole worlds to dust
Its tongue could lap every drop of sunlight
Yet, it claimed to not be a god

Its skin could resist the holes with no bottom
Its palms could rip the spaces between spaces
Its mind could rearrange the structure of atoms
Yet, it claimed not to be a god

It cast the dark things to the furthest pits of the unknown
Swearing we could now live of splendor and prosperity
It reveled in the fall and end of its own people
Swearing the cosmos were safer without them  

It claimed to be on the side of prosperous life
Swearing to end those who sided with death
It brought the demons to their knees
Swearing to make them all know pain

The broken mind of a child beaten by the philosophies of its ancestors
The grief fed delusions of one who lost all it loved on the battlefield
The iron will of a soldier who refused to be a mindless weapon
The willingness to carry all the burdens its people wayed on it

It was not an arrogant god
It was the defender
It was not the will of wrath
It was the protector

It was not the world consumer
It was the upholder
It was not the mindless conqueror
It was the Enforcer

- Forg Maletzi
Cascade: Alekai's Tribute
I finished this kinda-ish poem that's been on my mind all day. 

Hope you like it ^v^

Now I'm gonna pass out in my bed. 
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   Whole lotta fellas have asked me how exactly I got here. Someone might’ve thought somethin’ along the lines of “How the hell did some sheik become one of the most well-known names out there?” Though, can’t say I can blame ‘em. I’ve been wonderin’ that myself lately. ‘S not like I did anything different from what I normally use to do. I was just myself. Then again, beein’ a charismatic hoofer with a little bit of blood on your hands can get ya in a lot of oddball places. Somethin’ I learned the hard way. Some folks have called me a “punk rogue”, or a “sinner turned hero”. But honestly, I was a thrillseeker with a deathwish.

   Whole helluva a lot that did me, though. I ended up pulling through doin' the “right thing” as they called it but still ended up gettin’ pinched by the contingency. Now I’m apparently off of Squalor and got cooped up someplace in God knows where. But, I guess it ain’t all that bad. Better than most slums I’ve been in. Still kinda surprised that I survived the severe head injury I got before I was hauled in. I was reported to heal faster than others with similar injuries.

When I first came in, folks here told me to watch my head if I ever wanted to get outta here. The guards here were total hard-asses who wouldn’t hesitate to pummel your head in if ya looked at ‘em wrong. But I knew they were all just framed up bluffs. They were gonna need more than their fancy gadgets if they wanted to scare me.

I would occasionally get in a scuffle with a guard or two to see if they would commit to their petty little threats. Unsurprisingly, all they did was poke me with their little sticks and told me to not cause trouble.

Most of the others in here knew better than to get on my bad side. I guess walking away from gettin’ shot in the fuckin face made me the swankiest bastard in the whole facility. But it didn’t take long for someone to try pushin’ my buttons.

One time a group of bozos grouped around me in the gym so I couldn’t get out. The ugly as hell bigshot was apparently their leader. He was doin’ things like showin’ off his stupid body tattoos, hypin’ up his little band of cronies, and claimed that all newbies were supposed to fight. He hoped I would back down, but I agreed to fight. Apparently, any fresh meat dragged in the facility either got on their hands and knees or got pummeled. I was seemingly the first guy with actual balls to walk in here.

So this guy went through with the fight. But I quickly learned that he was nothin’ but flailin’ arms and trash talk. He said things like he was once six inches deep in my mama, or that I made the biggest mistake. But his pansy ass and I could both tell that he couldn’t fight. So I held my arms up and schooled that wise guy with the oldest tricks in boxing.

Man, you shoulda seen ‘em. He was swingin’ all his weight behind his “punches” and yellin’ out cusses like an angry chimp. I jabbed between the dodgin’ when I had enough openings. He even tried goin’ for a straight punch. But I blocked his fist, grabbed his wrist, and sucker punched him in the nose. Things got so bad that when the group started boing ‘em, he pulled out a tiny little shiv to prove that he wasn’t some hard boiled hooch.

The bigshot swung his little knife around to act scary. But at that point, I quickly got sick of the fight and just wanted to leave. So I grabbed the guy’s arm holding the shiv, uppercut his elbow till it bent upward, yanked the shiv out of his hand, thrust it in his right lung, kicked ‘em in the rule of three, and broke his damn neck. Needless to say, he didn’t get back up from that one.
I remember lookin’ to the chickens in the crowd and held my arms out, askin’ if anyone else wanted a taste. Them potbelly honkers got so scared that they ran off to wherever else, lookin’ like they needed a diaper change. The guards showed up soon after to escort most of them to their “rooms” and spiked me for my less than desirable attitude.

Other than that, things around here have been pretty swell. The other folks in here acted less dickish from there on out and didn’t dare pick a fight with me again. I haven’t been doin' much other than the daily grind up until recently.

Despite havin’ a “full recovery”, I think the injury has still left me with a few holes in my head. The docs up in the med bay said that I had nothin’ to worry. But they don’t have PhDs in lying. One of their psychologists has been chattin’ me up to see if I’m “doin' alright”. But I know why she was assigned to me.

She and the rest of ‘em don’t trust me. They’re still convinced that I have the sickness due to my unnaturally fast recovery from the head injury. They’ve been keepin’ an eye on me ever since I came in to see if I have any symptoms. But I know I don’t have it. I would’ve turned by now if I did. They’ve even given me pills that’ll “help if I’m feelin’ a little rowdy.” But I’ve just been hiding them between my teeth whenever I’m expected to take ‘em. I just chew ‘em up and spit ‘em out when they leave. I know her meetings with me are bogus, but I decided to put that time to good use.

I’ve been tellin’ her about these bonkers dreams I’ve been havin’. Ones of things and events, unsure if they were actual things that happened. My guess is that the injury knocked a few memories outta me. I’ve told her that I don’t fully remember everything that led to me endin’ up here. After a lotta persuasion, she gave me a journal to write my thoughts down. She even gave me one of their fancy dull techno pens to avoid me stabbing someone in the neck.

I joked with her saying that it wouldn’t happen again, but she wasn’t the laughing type. She said that I could freely write whatever came to mind since it wouldn’t be monitored. Which is pretty nice, since she knows the price if she’s lying.

So, here I am now, writing my thoughts as I think them. I’m hopin’ that this’ll keep my brain from gettin’ scrambled. I guess the best way to reorganize my head is to start where it began. How I got myself into this mess.
They hid, behind the false wall of light
I wonder if they ever felt atonement
Knowing that it would bring a burning blight
The dark things crept to only bring torment

Their blood red eyes saw nothing but prey
Scum bubbled from their crusted fangs
The bait had thankfully led them astray
To be blindly lead to the overhangs

Their arrival was a true nightmare
In my mind, their faces I saw
Forever stained by their demonic glare
forever consumed by the cosmic maw

The conquerors should not be blamed, not for the fall
For they sacrificed everything in hopes to save us all

- Ieva Valdis
Cascade: A Witness of the Slaughter
A little something I threw together.

This piece is about Ieva Valdis.

She writes this to remissness about things that happened long ago.

Things that she won't ever forget. 

She writes this, hoping it could at least ease her mind to the past. 

Hope you like it!! ^v^
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