(Yet still the seers watched, In the empty silent rooms they now called home.
They had seen the serpent and it's minions, how they danced swallowing entire civilizations hole. How they joyfully ate one word after another.
Yet in all of this, in a mere instant they were gone.
The twisted children of a lesser dark god, who in their twisted hunger ate away at any signs of hope in the universe.
Now however they were gone and even though many of these, hopeful paths were being attacked by new horrors. Many more were left to grow and mature.
Yet in all of this the seers watched, another path needed to occur before they acted.)
In a simple lonely planet a massive man sat in his throne of iron.
His battle gardens gaze made the people beneath him wary, yet at the same time they felt an odd sense of comfort and safety.
His mind remember for a brief moment, the great crusades if times long since gone. His yellow almost golden armor glimmered with the ceiling lights above him.
For whatever reason he found himself remembering those days and that dreadful single memory that was the beginning of his and his people's nightmares.
They had pursued an enemy's ship as it enters the warp and were struck almost instantly by a sudden anomaly.
There were nearly thirty ships in their once mighty fleet.
Now there were only eight.
When they emerged from the warp, they found that they could not go back to Imperial space. The light of the Emperor did not reach wherever this place was.
Their attempts to communicate with the fleet were of little use. Only insane babbling was heard, when they boarded, they were forced to mercy kill all onboard.
It was only by sheer like that they found this planet, everything else was dead, no world encountered could support any life.
How long they drifted he wish he didn't know, for at least he could forget how much time they spent drifting thru space.
Fifty seven months, for fifty seven months they drifted, they were ten ships in to talk and two were forced to self destruct.
The only clue of what had occurred to the people onboard was a single word.
"never"
Still they settled in and in time they began to forge a new civilization. They used what remaining ships they had, to tow in the lost ships of their ruined fleet.
Adamantium and ceramite meal was used to strengthen the remaining ships.
While their power cores and void field generators, were turned into massive planetary shields.
Still they slowly began to fortify the planet, the guard members that survived began to have children.
However a woman would bear the children of multiple different fathers, the guards were either all male or all female and only the fact that it's was a what remained of a small Zenos suppression/genocide fleet, is what saved them all from dying out.
Whatever weapons and armored vehicles remained, we're used to train the next generation.
That's how things were done for nearly three hundred years, his battle brothers that remained, lead other cities, whipping all of the newest guards/population into shape.
They would take turns patrolling their small section of space, yet they could not dare to go any further then only a few shallow jumps.
For something lurks inside the warp, something sinister.
If a ship left for too long they would find the planet under siege by an alien warlord, yet every time they set out to strike back another race attacked.
The single ovation they struck as a whole, just so that a message could be sent to the alliance of Xenos, the planet had come under siege by all of them.
Thankfully the shields and the guard held, until their ships retired driving of the invading aliens.
And so they stayed patrolling their only home in this empty space. Completely alone.
"Captain, sir forgive me for disturbing you. But it seems that our defense fleet has just puked us an unknown identified ship heading out way'' a young man said to him, as he handed to him a data slate.
"Are the ships in position?" the Imperial fist captain asked.
"Yes sir, they're keeping radio silence and staying out of sight, because it's an unknown ship." the young man answered him.
"Good, now let's see who our guest are" the Imperial fist Captain said to himself, as he saw the unknown ship slowly approaching his world, until it came to a full stop.
It stayed that way for a brief moment until the image of two men appears before him. One wore a simple yellow jumpsuit, with a white cape and red gloves.
The other wore a simple black dress shirt and blue pants.
Both men were completely undisciplined, yet while the bald headed one in the jumpsuit, had a look if power in his eyes.
The one with unbrushed hair, wearing the black shirt did not.
He could see that by the looks of it, they were transmitting to the entire planet, as his brothers communicated by morse code, that they were each receiving the transmission.
"This is the Captain of the Soyokase, we hope you are willing to trade with us." the Captain said, to the Imperial Fist on the planet. Even though he wasn't aware of it and believed he was talking to the humans, his ship was showing in display, along side him and Saitama.
The Captain of the Imperial Fist simply stood up, demonstrating his considerable height in comparison to the people around him.
Even though he was already considerably taller and we'll built, then the humans around him, he had done this as a power play.
The physiological games had started, the two men's vessel was of considerable size and no fought it had the weaponry to back it up.
Now he showed that, he could put up a fight, if he had to do it.
"We hear you Captain and as representative of this world I would like to know what exactly are you looking for." the Imperial Fist Captain answered.
A smile appeared on the man's face, "Good to hear you're at least willing to hear me out. Well on to business, we are looking to acquire perishables. Namely fruits, vegetables, meats alcohol and dairy products." the Captain aid the ship answered.
"And what exactly do you offer in return." the Imperial Fist Captain answered the man.
"Weapons, ships, engineering designs and so on." the ship's captain answers back.
"You offer much just for perishables, one could say they might be defective." the Imperial Fist Captain quickly answered back, as if he had noticed something that the man had tried to hide.
"I can assure you that they're in mint condition, however the true reason I am offering this to you is because I would like to be able to return and trade with you again.
As you know this waters can be quite troubling and acquiring anything is quite difficult." the ship captain answered back
"One would like that Captain, however our part of of space is quite undefended. I would be interested to trade with you, if you were interested in signing a contract with us." the Imperial Fist Captain answers back, before pausing as if he was thinking something
"I understand that space travel is an uncertain and dangerous, but if we could squirt a star ship, then we would gladly trade with you and offer protection for whenever you come back to this system." the Imperial Fist Captain, finished hoping the man would take the blues and offer something smaller.
Yet what happened next stopped even his augmented mind.
"Deal, but I want everything I asked for and any training videos, as well as any military information you might have.
Plus any new maps you make when you explore the system. " the Captain of the ship answers back.
It took a few moments for the Imperial Fist Captain to process what just happened. "Agreed, but we need a week to gather the materials." the Imperial Fist captain Answered.
The ship captain smiled "Good as you know these are hard times, so you can forgive me if I'm hesitant to go down to your planet.
However, feel free to keep the materials under heavy gun protection so we can be on even terms." the man said before quickly adding.
"Of course I expect them to be gone when I teleport it all onboard." the ship captain answered.
During the entire week, the planets protection fleet was careful to stay hidden from the Captain and Saitama's ship.
Meanwhile the food was gathered and protected by the planetary guard.
At the end of the week, the Captain walked up to a single ship that was identified as a cruiser and placed the horse talisman on it and immediately teleported it next to the food.
He momentarily let loose a deep breath, as he thought he dropped it in top of it. Then he teleported the food up.
During this entire time, the Imperial Fist both below and in space, were careful to memorize everything about the Soyokase.
Yet as the ship left and the patrol fleet resome their normal routine, and investigation of the cruiser found something that no one expected.
An entire armory staked with multiple different small fire arms, as well as some heavy weapons.
Yet even then the surprises kept coming as they found a green crystal, that had displayed everything from ammunition manufacturing to how to repair and build the ship and it's programs.
As well as numerous different kinds of guardsmen armors.
In all of this the Imperial Fist Captain was renders speechless when he pressed a green light.
"By the Emperor l, is anyone out there." a man screamed
"Can anybody hear me" a woman screamed
He didn't know how to react, all this time they had thought they were the only humans in this empty light less part of the universe.
Instantly he went back to his training, issuing orders to prepare to defend the planet, as the cruiser was the only one that was able to pick them up.
Saitama the Captain and their passengers however were completely ignorant of all of this and they simply flew away in the Soyokase.
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