I rally with Cathy, who is now wearing her mockery of a Victorian-era maid outfit, and she opens a portal back to the outside. Specifically, a small wastend of destroyed trees. Zombies patrols the area, and ignore us as we enter. Mindfyers, Mermaids, pirates, imperial elites and high ranking demons make up for the undead patrolling the area. At the ter of the destroyed clearing, a group of survivors stand. Cathy and Eden among the living, along with an old man that raises another imperial from the dead. Everyone around him looks tense.
"Jimmy! I'll be damned! It is damn good to see you." The old man turns to face me in a small bit of panic, but his expression softens quickly.
"Esstrey! I thought of returnin' tha' favor for breaki a while back. These fine folk' just dunno how to treat the elderly." It looks like he's doing much better than he used to.
A robot joins our little camp, and somehow it mao not look too happy. "
"A lot happen in fourteen days, that would simply take too long." Eden looks at the robot in annoyance as he says that. He's right... too much could happen if we waited for another fourteen days, not to mention the squids knowing where our ticket out of this mess is. I ch my cw, I know what has to happe.
"How long would it take to get me ready for space travel?" Eden and Ky both look at me as I say it, they don't like where this is going. Unfortunately for them, preventing genocide at all cost is part of the job description.
"<2 hours for making the suit, 6 days for training, this facility was desigo be used by biological entities in the case of total failure.>" The robot makes some bleeping noises, and the others are now looking at me with suspi.
"Skip the training, I have had plenty of that." Before anyone protest, I turn to them and tinue. "Rex, I will be back. We o hahis as soon as possible. Quick ride over to the goddess and bao biggie." I gre at the robot while I say so, it better not say anything now.
It doesn't, and goes off towards the silo. I follow, and wave a quick goodbye to the others.
They don't o know that the missile most certainly isn't designed for two-way trips. Better for everyohat way.
It has been three days since liftoff, the bots got me a spacesuit, and were even kind enough to get me some... utilities. Anything a onaut could use readily avaible. I left the PKM behind, but I am bringing my crossbow, and my shovel with me. The crossbow should help in poking this thing awake, and the shovel... is here is alse red fg I wa with. Ameris pnted one first ba earth, but with this the Ameris will be roundly defeated in the space race. Them being sed pce isn't enough to simply stop winning.
My internal ramblings about Ameris are halted by the sight of the moon, or what the people down below think is a moon. At closer iion, it bees clear that the world below was always living at the edge. The moon's surface shifts stantly, and it sists e tentacles. Closed eyes dot the surface all across, and the ehing gives off a sleeping god vibe. That vibe is clearly the correct vibe, because that's exactly what this thing is.
It was a shame that I was right about my guess on the missile, si doubles as a nuclear payload. pletely inteo wake the sleeping giant with extreme force. I move to the airlock, with everything I need o should be enough to wake this thing up, and not enough to piss her off... hopefully.
"Here it goes." If nobody hear my nervousness, does it really exist?
The airlock opens, and I rapidly drift to the ball of flesh. The missile keeps going into the distance, set to detonate far enough away that I won't be hurt. Reag the wriggling surface, I find a thick tentacle, and stick the pole into it, halting my momentum.
"Take that Ameris! Take that Jimmy! I have proven crime to be a universal stant by being the first pirate on the moon!" The missile disappears from sight, aonates in the distance. I see light, but there is no noise.
"Wake up Luna! Your p needs you!" I unch attacks on the eyes of the p, and it doesn't take long for the eyes to open. At first, they all gre at me, but it quickly calms. I hear some odd noises ing from the p, and I think I hear some very old nguage ioo, before the goddess switches to something more known.
"Чего хочет маленькая рыбка?"
Spoiler"What does the little fish want?"
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The goddess says it with the voice of a babushka.
"Another interdimensional invasion. you wipe out this one like you did two thousand years ago?" Instead of responding immediately, the eyes of Luna look around rapidly in... fear? She seems to be trying to find something, until some of her eyes are staring in a dire that does .
"Yht something dangerous here, fate-eater born of Void magiething beyond the greatest maations of those who use Celestial and Void power." Luna reaches with a tentacle to me, and I try to dodge. My attempt is futile, as the tentacle holds me still, and another reaches for something nearby. The world begins to creak before-
Something snapped, and Lus Esstrey go. Whatever Luna was looking for is no lotached to the mermaid.
"It is to for me cursed fate-eater. I ot allow it to say here any longer, it is too dangerous." It is clear what Luna is looking at now, she's looking at You.
Luna opens a tear in spaot one like the invaders. A tear, not oween dimensions, but outside of them. She reaches with a tentacle to Esstrey, clearly intending to shove her inside.
"Wait! The invasion! You o halt it!" Esstrey isn't giving up without a fight, and she mao deflect a few of the iniacles, detonating oh blood magic after tearing into it with a cw. While Luna doesn't seem to care, those tentacles do draw back.
"You have my word fate-eater, I wouldn't allow a bunch ant squids to ruin my bed." With those words Luna sms Esstrey into the extradimensional tear. After Esstrey is gone, all her eyes go to You.
For a small while, she just stares. Only oion is present in her eyes.
Fear.