So the eting… yeah, it was about everything I just told you — the current strength of our fleet, recent developnts, and more. But before we dove into that, we discussed the Unknow Plante, the hidden world we've now nad Evendite.
In a day or two, it'll re-erge into RealSpace.
No longer cloaked.
No longer hidden.
There were many voices in the room — each with their own thoughts about how to use or utilize the planet. It's mostly empty, yeah, but it's still alive. And in the grand scale of the universe, living planets like this? Fundantally rare. They're nothing like the barren celestial rocks scattered through the stars.
From a brief exchange I had with the Empress — which most of you already know about — we ca to a shared conclusion:This planet holds the inheritance of a civilization that existed millions of years ago. A civilization that fell silent when a war broke out… severing the region from the rest of the galaxy through the accidental activation of so ancient artifact.
We believe it was that very civilization who hid Evendite — tucked it deep within the spatial layers, doing what they could to preserve sothing. Anything. But in the end, they failed. Whatever they hoped to protect is unknown to us. Even with my Authority of Knowledge, I couldn't uncover it.
And that's saying sothing.
Because I've changed, too. While my fleet was growing, evolving — so was I.
Yeah. It's only been a month and a half. But even while I spent most of that ti with my family… I didn't stop. I reached the 7th Realm of the World-Building Rank, surpassing Grandmaster, surpassing Paragon.
For context? That last test at peak Grandmaster rank? I fought a nine-headed Hydra. Real one. That battle pushed my hybrid form — the Draconic Human — to its limit. Any further, and I'd have had no choice but to unleash my true form.
See, each trial isn't just a fight. It's domination — total victory, no injuries allowed. And the deeper I ascended, the harder these trials beca.
The World-Building Rank trial? That was no joke.
I was up against two Abyss Devourers — giant serpents from the Abyss Realms. Dangerous places I barely know anything about. The fight forced to drop the hybrid act and go full Primordial Golden White Dragon.
Yeah. My true form.
I didn't expect that. I hadn't used it before — not in the Void Tower, not anywhere. I didn't need to… until then.
They launched an abyssal breath attack. Full of abyss mana. Wouldn't kill , but it would've injured . So, I acted fast — channeled my mana, opened my jaws, and unleashed the Breath of Destruction.
I aid to cancel out their attack.
But sothing… unexpected happened.
Not only did my breath erase their attack, it kept going — devoured their breath, collided with the serpents, and then—
BOOM.
Sky fell. Earth shattered. Vision blurred. And when the dust cleared, they were gone. The battlefield? A deep crater remained. Nothing else.
Yeah… I underestimated my own power. Badly.
Before you jump in saying "that's unrealistic" — hold up. I'd never had the chance to use my true form before. Not even once. So even I didn't know what I was capable of. The power gap between my human form and my dragon form?
It wasn't 10 tis. Not 100. Not even 10,000.
It's so massive I can't even calculate it.
…Ugh. I'm drifting again.
Back to the topic:Despite all this, I still couldn't uncover anything about the civilization that hid Evendite. Not even with my full Authority. That alone should tell you sothing.
Whoever lived there — they were powerful. But even they vanished in the untad, uncontrollable current of ti. It's a warning to us all. A reminder.
No matter how strong you are — there is always soone, sowhere, stronger.And in a universe this vast…?
You'd be a fool to grow arrogant.
As everyone took their turn sharing thoughts on how we might utilize Evendite, voices rose with ideas, proposals, debates. Then… silence swept the room when Fleet Admiral Elira Seal stood up.
A woman of dignified presence and unmatched intellect — known for her mastery of strategy and formation warfare — Elira had a sharpness to her aura. It wasn't just in the way she spoke, but in her very presence. Like the edge of a well-forged blade.
Her golden hair shimred under the lights of the command chamber, and her fair, composed face held the kind of beauty that drew respect rather than distraction. Calm. Elegant. Focused.
And when she spoke, everyone — myself included — listened.
"The Evendite World," she began, voice clear and commanding,"As we see it — and as our scans confirm — holds undeniable historical value.At least… that's what the ruins tell us. You know this as well, Imperial Commander."
She glanced at briefly, then returned her gaze to the gathered commanders.
"The remnants of cities scattered across the surface — though ravaged by ti —stand as a testant to a civilization that lived here millions of years ago.The architecture, even in ruin, predates anything we've ever encountered.Not just in the Sol system, but in the greater Universal Plane."
"We could preserve it… even restore it. Rebuild the ancient cities as they once were —and transform them into hubs of education, culture, and history.Not just for the people of Earth, but for any we et as we leave this once-locked system."
She paused. Just long enough for the weight of her words to settle.
"What do you all think?"
Before the room could settle back into quiet contemplation, another voice rose — lively, enthusiastic, maybe a little less formal.
"And let's not forget," ca the voice of Admiral Ryn Velos, Admiral of 7th fleet, youngest of the Admiralty, known for her bold energy and sharp tactical instincts, "Evendite isn't just ancient stone and mystery. It's alive. It is a living planet just like Earth with its uniqueness. Our scans show signs of legendary species — creatures straight out of myth. Manticore. Regig@s*, Zekr@"m and even strains of what looks like ancient Earth dinosaurs."
She waved a holo-tab, pulling up flickering images that were captured by obliterators earlier scanning a winged beast soaring across a broken skyline, herds moving through mist-filled valleys.
"We could make it more than a relic of the past. More than just a library of ruins. Imagine it — a living world. A place people visit, not just study.A sanctuary. A living museum. A wonder for the youth of Earth and the stars beyond. Educational centers in the cities… guided expeditions through the wild zones… even a place where we connect with other species — not just through politics, but shared awe."
A few nodded. So exchanged glances. And yeah… I couldn't help but smile.
Elira had spoken of preservation.Ryn spoke of experience.
And both visions?They had rit.
I stood there, silent for a mont, taking in both suggestions.
Elira's vision was clear — stable, forward-thinking, and deeply rooted in the kind of growth that would shape generations to co. Her focus on education wasn't just noble, it was strategic. With proper investnt, Evendite could beco a foundation stone for our future — a place where minds are forged and leaders are born. She saw not just ruins, but opportunity. A quiet power — the kind that lasts.
And then Ryn… she added the spark. The wild potential. Exploration, wonder, living history — her words breathed life into the ruins. Not just a school, but a sanctuary. Not just a hub, but a destination. A living museum where ancient beasts roam and long-lost myths walk beside fact. A beacon that could draw not only our own people, but others across the stars.
And the truth?
Both had rit.
Each vision complented the other — Elira's steady hand, Ryn's bold spark. And both aligned, in many ways, with my own greater plan.
"You've both spoken well," I said, finally breaking the silence."Evendite… this world could be more than a relic. More than an asset. It could beco our cradle of legacy."
I looked out at the gathered leaders — Fleet Admirals, R&D heads, representatives from the Void Earth Star Alliance, my own trusted allies.
"Imagine it — an educational hub unlike any in the known galaxy.A place where the brightest from Earth and beyond co to learn from our finest.Our R&D minds teaching, our engineers guiding, our tacticians ntoring.A place where new talent is born — where our future fleet captains, arcanotech masters, and starwrights are shaped."
"Let them graduate into our empire — not just as citizens, but as pillars.Let Evendite beco a beacon — not just of knowledge, but of aspiration."
And maybe… just maybe…
"A place to worship brilliance itself — a sanctuary of talent, spirit, and legacy."
My voice was calm. asured. But within , I could feel the fire of montum building.
Though I was satisfied—more than satisfied, really—with Elira and Ryn's proposals, I didn't rush to a decision. That's not how I lead. Even though I had made my stance clear and comnted on both of their suggestions, I hadn't fully accepted them yet. I simply told them I liked their ideas a lot—and added my own thoughts.
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