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SamIO
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The Infinity Aspiration begins.
So it was that on the winter solstice of Ehx that the Ydruz society began to cull its psions. Their society had grown icy as their homeworld in fear of their dangerous talents. It wasn't without due justice; many other planets had fallen victim to the whims of less restrained exemplars of such prowess. Ehx would not join them, for such an enlightened people would not allow it, nor would the very psions they deemed too dangerous to leave unattended. But not all were so content to remain isolated for their mere nature. She was to be a warrior-priestess, but little else could be done. Not like this.
From Nexrith hailed a predator's son; his society's primal nature had alienated him so that he joined the others of his generation in exodus for thirst of enlightenment. But without a source of knowledge, he would be without satiation. Thus he learned of the plight of near Ehx. Many of his ilk consider the Ydruz to be enlightened already, a cooperative society built on trust and safe competition. Yet imprisonment persisted. How crude.
Dark Veiter, whose black sky was without the light of the cosmos, spawned a Glaest whose actions would speak on his behalf. The alien's insular heart had turned outward in light of the infinite possibilities of the universe. He would one day set a pilgrimage for his people, precedenting a new era of thought in the minds of his kind. It began with a pointy creature he met on a barge, who told him of his sister-in-spirit trapped by her own birthright. This would not do.
The World of Wires, a homeland built by the Valesier, grew a virus whose many faces made her nigh-immortal. It was no coincidence that she came by the same barge. Freed from her own shackles merely years ago, she could not stand to behold such a familiar race falling to the same errors as hers. The Dragx had not made the mistake of imprisoning its strongest warriors; the Glaest had embraced their wisdom; the Ydruz ought to learn from their neighbors. They will learn.
The barge wasn't anything exotic. It was only a Terran vessel; unimpressive, but worthy of its trade. The few aliens aboard recognized the boldness of the welcome. Such a primitive race seldom interacted with their stratos. A crew like this may serve them well one day: simple and loyal. But the captain made clear their stay would end once Ehx had come near. It was a trip, not a party. But the service was cheap, and without the support of their communities, the aliens supposed the bargain was fair.
This was to be the final day of the journey. Their contact could only remain linked to their minds for so long in an hour before being discovered. Time was short, but with all four together for the moment, there was much to discuss.