"Negatron warp drive systems are stable."
"Riemann Tensor within acceptable parameters."
"Fusion core temperature in excess of goal by two kelvin, seeking authorization to activate electromagnetic cooling systems."
"Authorization granted," A young man stood atop a platform overlooking the entire command room of the fleet carrier he commanded, filled with countless officials manning the many systems that kept the ship afloat.
His body was ethereal and transparent, betraying a remarkably high amount of progress down the Path of Adaptive Evolution. He wore the uniform of the Evolutionary Army, with its crest embroidered on his chest. His body posture was stiff and rigid, while he held his head high, facing forward at the streaking stars of the cosmos through the window wall at the front of the command room.
"Deputy Commander Aethna."
He turned toward his assistant wordlessly.
"Blood Lord Sarlon wishes to speak with you about the upcoming operation."
Aethna narrowed his eyes.
