Compared to others of your kind, you are... young, having hatched from your egg for a short period of time. A hundred revolutions of the world around its primary sun.
As you had grown, you had listened to the songs and endless words of your people across the aether, that long darkness between worlds.
You had forged yourself a body that you could be proud of, hewing to some of their advice and not others, for they were mutually incompatible.
Drinking deep of the dark matter that was just out of phase, your alternate body too was formed based on your kin's advice, much like your primary body's development. It would take but mere concentration to pull it out from where it rested elsewhere in the alternate realm of shadow mass and energy.
You were hesitant to do so, despite the fact that it was now complete. For in doing so, you would signal your intent to swim in the darkness between stars. To ply the endless tides of gravity and exotic particles, where the light of the stars and their worlds are faint pinpricks in an endless darkness.
And yet, it was your right to do so, to take to the dark heavens.
Perhaps, you might find yourself some pets or crew as some of your kind called them. Ones whom you could mimic with your primary body. You heard that having pets or a crew provided your kind with benefits... something about a beast two heads or something like that. You can't quite make out the babbling there.
Part of your hesitation is the knowledge that your kin are NOT the only ones out there... that the pets or crew have in some cases created imitation of your kind, or as some whisper darkly... have hollowed out the minds of their owners and taken over. And then there are the more fantastical stories of strange cousins of your people plying the darkness between stars silent save for when they attacked.
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Dark Heavens | Space Ship Girls
000 : Introduction
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