Chapter 4 The Black Fortress
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It rose from the ground. A combination of magic and technology, it was finally complete. The Beast admired his handiwork. All of the time he spent building organic devices around the Cyclops' Eye. All the labor he had put his Klarxan laborers through. The time his sorcerors spent making the proper potions and incantations, and using the powers of ancient, mystical jewels, to let the rocky part of the fortress build itself from the ground.
Now it was complete. The Black Fortress.
It was solar-powered, as well as powered through the mystery of a star-gem. It had the power of teleportation while it was on a planet, but the power could only be used in the few seconds of sunrise.
It was able to travel through space at speeds 10,000 times that of light. With it, the Beast could travel 27.4 light years in a day [A/N I am translating into Earth days and years here]. He now had all he needed to establish his space empire.
All but one thing. He had heard of an ancient prophecy. He had not seen the vision himself, and refused to use his magic to see if it were true, even when he had the mortal foresight he had given the Teleopes (who are now the Cyclopes). But he would put an end to that. Oh, yes.
To be continued... (Only one chapter left).