Rex traced nervous fingers across engraved invitation scrollwork as drafted galley vessels approached the disputed Auroral Islands hosting imminent Parliamentary Peace Summit talks determining fate of entire species relations hanging by torn treatise threads. Hardliner warmongering on all sides increasingly threatened unified security aims while renegade ghost battalions brazenly attacked civilian caravans disregarding Rex’s sanctions or moderating counsel.

Gazing over tumultuous jade waves reflecting glimpses of once glittering unified capital Havenmere now mostly buried under drifting dunes swept inland from wasteland fallouts, Rex wondered grimly whether fragile trust cultivated through diplomacy gardens could survive another season’s storms fueled by lingering grudges and ideological fervor. Even with careful cultivation, hearts nurtured on bitter violence vines rarely bloomed olive branches without casting secreted shadows warping reconciliation signals towards sabotage goals. How many lives and eras would sufficient redemption bridges require construction before truth reconciliation rituals healed wounds infecting lineages for generations beyond accountability?

Approaching the neutral Auroral sanctuary archipelago selected for arbitration given historical significance welcoming multi-species refugees seeking liberty illumination from myriad realms, Rex prepared proposals cementing universal rights protections and binding responsibilities doctrines intended to align cross-faction infrastructure development priorities around sustaining cooperative abundance abundance benefiting all member species contributors fairly while encouraging cultural preservation celebrating creative diversification.

But gathering storm clouds foreshadowed gnarled Althing debates destined ahead where traditionally stubborn beast packs refused ceding sovereign hunting territory access while landed human gentrified organizations leveraged dominant military gatekeeping advantages allowing selective trade on preferential “civilized” terms benefitting imperial aligned coffers. Rex remained determined mediating resolutions through relentless reasonable empathy while accounting for validity in certain opposing ethical arguments. Not all positions carried objective moral equivalence in his advisory eye, but breakthrough reconciliation communication dynamics relied on patient translation efforts avoiding self-righteous hostility.

As he disembarked on crystalline sand beaches warming under constellation alignments from twin full moons, stoic Rex maintained temperate composure while internally cycling through mantras against reactive outbursts ignorant parties might intentionally trigger visiting historical harm. Diplomacy demanded enduring many psychological assaults cultivated over ages by all factions weaponizing victimhood claims for political leverage on contested proposals. Eyes focused on next generations inheriting consequences from agreements signed today in this miraculous crossroads for peaceful order emergence.

After nervously helping elderly beast shamans and decorated human tribal representatives settle around carved megalith stone rings adorned with glyphed metaphysical balancing sigils, Rex avoided passive aggressive barbs by mediating formal introduction ceremonies for all delegation parties allowing equal public ritual displays. Once overhead intercessor invocations vocally aligned their higher guidance channeling intentions along communally accepted resonance pillars, tense serious treaty comparison debates began word by word weighted across multiple translating scribes struggling to capture nuanced linguistic interpretations and symbolic gesture inflections hinting subjective position leanings. Imperfect process demanded extraordinary group patience.

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While exhausting goodwill gestures eased increasingly hostile tensions temporarily as rhetorical battles joined through the days and sleepless nights, combative radical factions continued launching terrorist disruption attacks against Rex’s fragile outpost perimeter security details. Sympathetic forward operations scouts warned of fanatical human PURITY squads ramping towards suicidal strikes vowing to shatter bestial consolidation efforts regardless of self-annihilation consequences for their perceived immortal soul rewards reclaiming divine Emperor mandate. Likewise certain Beastland anarcho-tribal bands declared violent allegiance reasserting totem dominion lands against continued human "vermin" encroachment already forcing species displacement into threatened extinction vortexes. Desperate actions foreshadowed on all negotiating fronts.

When Mara’s retinue discovered Imperial fanatics' deadly arrange attempt on key elder chieftains behind fortified mediator pavilions, emergency envoy gathering nearly collapsed after violent interdictions until Rex proposed restorative truth ritual allowing all sides cathartic reconciliation opportunity, even for the caught assassins themselves. Tensions relaxed after he outlined plans for proceeding through transparent de-escalation communication processes well established from past arbitration experiences resolving entanglements exacerbated by sabotage intrigue stratagems yet ultimately overcome through moral accountability and behavioral honesty vulnerability exchanges building resonant harmony. Cautious optimism returned observing agreed social contract terms take shape daily.

But privately Rex grappled profoundly with own hidden burden implications from previously enabling apocalyptic scenarios as dimensional ignorance stranger incapable of grasping local philosophical wisdom teachings and power balance intricacies cultivated over millennia between industrious species intermingling along fertile realm borderzones. None emerged into this tragedy existence through conscious soul choice fully aware of karmic consequences cycles spinning. Perhaps only together, through compassion and wisdom sharing, might liberation awaken for all birthed within the great cycles between realities both harsh and hallowed. He yearned facilitating that interdependence dream actualization across fractured civilizations. Could his outsider facilitation voice walk the middle way clearly? Death still whispered warnings on the wind. But Rex prepared the truth unveiling anyway as duty called however history might judge era-afterwards.

Upon cascading waterfall stone forum podiums surrounded by suspended interlaced glyphic stained glass fractals casting prism rainbow hues under lunar rings upon hushed amphitheaters filled by human and beast reign leadership representatives wearing biomechanical translation assist visors, Rex stepped forward floating through blue illumination columns slowly spinning his armored avatar to address each silent delegation party equally before humbly genuflecting with fists crossed against heart showing warrior regret and reconciliatory hope. Then he confessed the painfully awkward tale required for full disclosure. That this supposed "Guardian Legend'd Envoy" self-isolated humans annointed actually arrived accidentally through a risky digitized consciousness passage experiment attempting to cheat death in collapsing native realms which unexpectedly dropped his confused identity presence into their volatile conflict matrix zones ultimately escalating multi-factional warfare. Such deception origins demanded airing for bruised trusts to forgive fabrication foundations...