Arc 3 Preview
Hello~. If you’re reading congrats. The latest chapter closed off in the middle of a training exercise for our character. Amanda and her gang are going through hell, while Itsuki and a few other characters in the background have gotten their moments to plan and discuss points of concern in the Andromeda Terracolony, with some possible internal politics in conflict.
I wrote about Itsuki murdering a student. How that will play out in the future will only tell with time, and Headmaster Joel’s conniving again with Professor Cyno having to keep his wits about him.
Really, these three, they’re a handful to write about with their pasts that I’ve yet to delve more into. I want to add more romance between our cast. Dahlia could use some love and same for Mana and Chisuke.
Gen and Osamu can keep being idiots, and I do mean idiots in a good way. They’re Eastern swordsmen, like Chisuke and Ikki. If you haven’t noticed, everyone in the Eastern Bloc wields a kind of melee weapon. Shisuki, Ikki’s sister, is an exception, in part to Itsuki’s meddling and her time under his tutelage.
I’d like to note that she only knew Itsuki for a year. Itsuki’s a busy man and a professional explorer, so his role plays an essential part in the world even though he’s just a lowly grunt.
The next posted chapter will shed some light on him. That professionalism was built after the Apocalyptic war. Dead bodies, blood, guts, everything horrid comes to mind every time he thinks about the past.
I’m rambling, so let’s move on. Now, onto Arielle though. She’s a new character I made based on Vtuber Arielle from Twitch TV. In canon, Twitch used to exist in this story’s version of earth, but you know.. an Apocalypse happened. In any case, shout out to the Vtuber Arielle for her personality that acted as a base and her Vtuber design.
Link to her Twitch.tv is below. Go show her some love and enjoy her content that helps me chill through writing these stories up. Again, Another shout out to Vtubers PorcelainMaid, Amalee, And Cyyu for inspiring some key characters.
https://www.twitch.tv/arielle - Arielle Sholo
https://www.twitch.tv/leeandlie - Amanda M Lee
Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.
https://www.twitch.tv/porcelainmaid - Joel M Fox
https://www.twitch.tv/cyyuvtuber - Cyno Yuno Basa
I plan to add more Vtuber Based characters and community submissions. So if you have one, hit me up in the comments and we can chat about creating you a character. I have a free form method that takes little effort. Now onto the Preview!
Arc 3 Synopsis: So Begins the Journey
Already, a short 1 month into the academy has come to pass. The students of Andromeda find themselves under fire, quite literally. Dropped into a training exercise that mimics war time scenarios from the past of history, the students will have to overcome the pressures of fighting under physical and emotional stress. It’s dawning on everyone that the road to be an explorer is harder than they think, a sentiment shared between the under and upperclassmen.
In parallel, graduates have returned to the academy to aid in the learning process. Why? Because the best teachers are those who already know what the students are in for. Follow the students of Andromeda in their bid to fight for victory. Unlikely friendships are abound and new faces are to join the ranks of Andromeda’s best.
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I sense the young coming to the forefront and the older generations in conflict. They are all coming to blows, angushing internally, or some are ebbing away as if they were trickles of water that have no choice to one day dissipate into drifting mists. I am somewhat the same. My time in this world may yet be over, the young can take over and I will die. Yes, burn out like a star, letting the last embers join the other flames in the black skies above me. I am locked here. Made to do my duty. A resolve holds me together. Will resolve blossom in the young? Can they carry what the older generation carries? The weight of mankind’s survival? No.. I laugh at myself for thinking I could do this alone, that we could do this alone, to do what only fairy tale Gods were said to be capable of. I am a fool and I will die a fool. Will “she” die? I wonder. I think “she” knows “she” will. We all die, even the strong who think they are beyond death. “She” is watching, that being of unknowable power. I can sense her and many like her too, many more beings like us. Those knowing of the timelines of fate, the strings of reality, and the yoke that holds existence together. Will I? Will I be ready to face them? To face “her”, to sit down and talk one day? And what of the “others”? Time.. I need more time. My friends, please, hold out for me as I do for you. We’re almost done, almost.
***[Message End - CODENAME: CURSED STAR]***
Addendum: Encryption Key Sigma4-Gold6-Dot.. Data Corrupted Unable to be Viewed
“Pitiful.” Said a Contemptuous voice. Crystal Blue Eyes Looked down upon the sphere of the world, its existence far away yet within “her” reach.
A fair finger touches the sphere’s edge, only a particle of contact. The sphere shines and “her” Crystal Blue Eyes light up with a fiery and chilled anger.