The man in white rushed down the pristine hallway a determined look upon his face. He was a odd looking man, every time that someone would gaze upon this figure he seemed to change the color of his skin and even gender. It appeared as if he was all races at any given time, but here in these hallowed halls he was just a man in plain white robes with sandals upon his feet an determined look upon his face.

Upon reaching a magnificent set of doors he didn’t even raise his hands, but they instead flew open cracking the walls behind them as they swung inward, making several individuals jump a few feet into the air propelled by their large wings that span nearly fourteen feet. Though once they set eyes upon the individual that had done it, they all instead bowed in reverence for this being.

“REPORT!” barked the man in white. His voice seemed to shake the very building that they were in. He didn’t say this to anyone, but someone needed to do so before his wrath was unleashed on some poor angelic like being.

A timed thin man approached fast with a glass looking device was in his hand. “My Lord, here is the requested report.” He said in a meek voice as he rushed back towards the crowd of individuals that were huddled around various desks and other glass like viewing devices that splayed updated data of unknown origin.

The Lord took the device and moved to another set of doors as they were opened quickly as to not destroy any other walls and quickly shut behind him. He moved behind a marbled desk with ornate lines of gold and into a rather plush seat with a high back. He placed the device on the desk where it then melded into the desk and then started to display all the contained information. With motions of his hand he quickly digested all the information and then sat back into the chair. Slightly slumping before waving the information away.

With eyes closed he mumbled to no one in particular. “Damn… how could this have happened? Why now? With no prior warnings to boot…” he trailed off as he placed his hand on the desk and a unseeming old phone with receiver popped up. There were only a few symbols on the rotary, and he hesitated before pushing one that any normal person would assume to be a rather distinct set of twelve stars.

It rang once. Twice…

“Yes?” a garbled voice asked on the other side of the phone. “Can I help you?”

“Why yes you can… why is IT here?” The lord asked as he leaned forward his fingers drumming across the desk leaving small cracks.

“Oh… Are you referring to the Waves?” the garbled voice asked acting as if it knew nothing of what was happening.

“YES!” the lord demanded as his hand slammed on the desk cracking it nearly in half. The angelic-like creatures in the other room once again jumped as the reverberations of the hit and his voice could be heard as if it were right next to them, shattering some of the tile above them as dust seemed to move from the wave of energy that was released. “You know damn well this wasn’t supposed to happen till my creations reached Kul’Tekca!”

“Oh…” the voice paused. “Well, there has been a change. It appears that the other gods have deemed your creations no longer necessary for the evolution of your galaxy and will be purged to prevent the spread of the virus that you have created.” It said matter in a matter as if this was everyday business. “Your creations have no place in this reality and only caused harm and destruction to everything that they have set their eyes upon.”

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There was a long pause… the lord of this galaxy… the one known by many in many ways was God. The one that created all things. The one that was portrayed by every race upon his blue jewel. He had gone and made sure it wasn’t a singular religion but instead split himself into many different guises to help the people build and become stronger through adversity to prepare them for Kul’Tecka… which now… would never come to pass.

“Is there any way that I could refuse? I have worked on them since the beginning of this galaxy, and they are by far better than what you and the other gods could ever dream of. There is much potential in them, they can over come anything.” He said in an almost pleading manner.

There was a long pause…

“No.” it said, with no remorse in its voice. Then the line went dead. The symbol on the phone disappeared and dead silence fell upon the room.

The god of Earth stood up after a moment as he walked into the busy room beyond. He peered at the large screen beyond all the angles and looked at his best work. Instead of building many civilizations across his vast galaxy he only made this one… even stepping in from time to time to lead them on the best paths. It was unheard of for a god to only have one planet. Usually, they would have at least a few hundred spreading their power over a large area… he instead just poured all his into this one world… even keeping the waves of energy away from it so they would progress with the mind and not the energy that filled the other galaxies to the brim.

He sighed as he approached an empty chair and desk. Anger filling his eyes as he looked upon the gem of a planet. “Marious.” He said with seething anger.

The one known as Marious quickly approached. He was one of the first angles that he had made. He even boasted with three pairs of wings and two halos that seemed to move in opposite directions upon his head like a crown of gold. He was the one that the god had poured all the energy into the keep the world from touching what most humans would call magic. He was by far the second strongest being in this whole galaxy and if he had wished he could cause the super massive black hole in the center to erupt with a thought if he so desired.

“Yes, My Lord.” He said in a soothing voice as he bowed deeply.

“They have sent a Wave. Can you stop it?” He asked as he turned to look at all the creatures upon the planet.

“I can delay it… but the power of this magnitude will come regardless of the gifts which you bestowed upon me.” He said as tears started to brim. To fail a request was heart breaking for this being. He was always able to accomplish anything that his Lord asked of him, but this one time he wouldn’t be able to do so.

God paused for a moment. As he controlled the screen and pulled away from the world and looked beyond the solar system. Trillions of miles away he could see the wave rushing towards the planet. It wouldn’t take too much time to reach the planet. A timer showed up on the top of the screen.

Thirty-Two days… Seven hundred and seven hours and thirty-two minutes.

The planet wouldn’t even know it was coming… until it was too late. He watched Alpha Centauri solar system, a place that he hoped his precious creations would reach one day violently ripped apart as if a giant knife sliced right through them and caused them to erupt. The humans wouldn’t even know it disappeared until a few precious moments before the Wave hit them, and that would only be because the first major body in the Sol system would be Saturn. It would be torn apart and then any armature star gazer would know immediately… and then only a hour and twenty minutes before it would hit the planet.

He hated this… they didn’t even bother calling or sending anything or anyone to come and correct this. Instead, they would rather burn the galaxy. This lit a fire inside the god of earth.

as the earthlings say… Fuck around and find out, he would make sure that this action would be their undoing.