“Well… it could be worse.” I commented. Around our territory(Infinite Councils), there were six nations, not including the Almani, Heiive, or United Human Tribes. There was, The Urolium compact, The Federation of Supremacy, Hash’Yoth Empire, Juncathari Dominators, The Giggin Republic, and The Alliance. The Urolium compact was a empire made up of the race of the Uro. They were like long, thick, telekinetic worms that were at war with The Federation of Supremacy, which was made up of Uro as well. The were currently undergoing an intense civil war, with many casualties, and with them both being fascists that hated us, they were ripe for war. However, we couldn’t take them on yet, with them being extremely fast in their extremely protective power armor in the case or the Federation of Supremacy, or advanced cloning and every troop being given pretty decent magic, and they made for an enemy not yet ready to be taken on. However, we were all okay on that front for the simple fact that every soldier they had was being thrown at the enemy like they were trying to leave the atmosphere in ten minutes by just chucking pine needles at the ground. The Hash’Yoth had already attacked us, and were the most powerful superpower on known Infinity, they were hard at war with the Juncathari dominators, the Heiive, and anyone else touching their borders. So, we might be able to win most battles against them should they attack. Their empire was made of mostly soldiers, which were used in the military only three months after birth, the industrians, which made up their working class, and the very rare nobles which produced the lower classes. The looked like Grey-Green landsharks, all of them, that had four arms. The Juncathari Dominators was a race of strange looking bat-like aliens with proboscises. They greeted us casually, saying that they would not particularly mind our presence, however, said that the moment the borders of our empires touched things would get a lot more… hostile. They wouldn’t immediately wage war, but would use any excuse to do so. The Giggin Republic was a race of tall quadrepeds with long necks and bodies making them absolute beasts, who thankfully greeted us in a friendly manner, and opened up many diplomatic meetings with us. The alliance was made of three different intelligent species which had all been born on the same world. Their individual names having been lost long ago, we gave them our own names since they wouldn’t tell us and tried to eat Buo when he went to greet them. We have already declared war on them, and there were many war plans against them already. The first race is an extremely long, tall creature with thin chitinous armor, eight long spindly legs and sharp mandibles. They could launch lances of fire from their strangely similar shaped guns. The second race is tall, skinny, bipedal, with large eyes and tall crest, which shot small bursts of laser fire from small wand shaped instruments they held in one hand. The last race was the opposite of both. They were like gorillas but with long crests on their backs, six eyes, and a small mouth. Unlike the others, who suffered due to low gravity with brittle, easy-to-break bones, and nothing sturdy about them whatsoever, the last had lots of armor and thick, hard to break bones. With powerful cryobeams they would be tough opponents. We had one ally, with all our enemies excluding The Alliance who we were fighting now. In addition, the Giggin Republic was also fighting The Alliance, and were loosing ground, but at an extremely slow pace. Our addition into the fight could easily turn the tide, and take their territory near the jungles away.

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Suddenly through the door burst the last of our friends to come back. Hydro came bursting through the door. “An empire needs our protection from the Juncathari and Hash’Yoth! They are nearly overrun and have only a few days left! We need to launch a defensive campain immediatly!” Hydro flailed about while saying this having almost a nervous breakdown.

“What’s in it for us?” Zin asked.

“They will be absorbed into our empire.” Hydro responded. A deafening silence followed.

“Well let’s fucking do this then.” I said.