Faust
A booming voice was transmitted psychically to all in the area
"Her actions are necessary. Her offer is logical. Does it matter what you have seen her do in the past? She is willing to save your species now and prevent unnecessary bloodshed. It helps the greater good, and assists the Triarian Collective. Only a fool would refuse, and we know Triarians are not fools, or do we need to adjust the records on that one?"

Supreme Intervention
A message to all parties, directly to Faust in a way that only a very, very powerful entity, such as a demigod or god could make, and regular psionic or electronic transmissions were sent to all, Triarian, Equestrian, Chaos, etc.
"Supreme Intervention required. Current present fleet powers considered weak in comparison to our own. Psionic and omnipresent activities, cease immediately. Faust, leave the sector, or join our negotiators on our alpha ship. You will know where they are. The rest of you; send a shuttle with three of your best, a negotiator, and a diplomat. We will not permit a war of supreme beings unless absolutely necessary for self-defended survival. Any attacker will be moved to Event Horizon."

Faust

"Supreme Notice: Units are under attack, diplomatic party remains undispatched. Delphan notice: classification is irrelevant. Faust notice: This shall end. Priority alert: Individual Faust has been tainted by the chaos extra dimensionals, they grow in power through subversive corruption, primarily. We do not trust her, you may do so at your own risk."

Retsukuu Yomo
Inquiis....Ardum.....Esccreei!

A purple buildup of energy on the top of the room, glowing brighter and brighter by the moment, suddenly released with a purple flash that emitted a spherical wave of energy across the cosmos. The wave seemed to bend even physics, as even the event was visible from the Andromeda Galaxy in real-time despite light having a definite speed. As it hit any Ceramus in the galaxy, their glow shifted from green to purple, and even the radiation itself was affected as their planets' environments also turned to violet. The fleets within the Equestrian invasion froze for a moment, turned towards the Collective's fleets, and began attacking them with the same tactic used earlier.

With the collapse of the collective-decision system, the authority of the Four Commanders shift from mere combat guidance to full-on leadership authority. The Ceramus is now in the process of forming multiple departments dedicated to different necessities, and all Qouruxes now has a definite division between civilians and military personnel. Researches are now equally focused on magical and scientific improvements, allowing non-magical weaponry to become another priority within the Ceramus. Dozens of other drastic changes, including alliance to the Lakfakalle Cooperative Federation, occur alongside these.

Faust

"Praelatus meus, we are under attack by the Ceramus, weapons and evasive devices are are offline" A bridge officer reported
"Faust! A thousand hells await you!" The overseer yelled, smashing his fist off the holoterminal in front of him, overwatch appeared. Suddenly he had an idea, a dangerous one but an idea nonetheless "Overwatch, have the fleet divert all power to the interdimensional drive, emergency shift. Contact high command, submit an amputation verdict on Faust and the Ceramus invasion forces, mark the Ceramus as malignant."
"Affirmative."
The ships shields lowered as power was diverted, and they were impacted by enemy shells, explosions rippling with every hit... Then there was a bending around them, and they vanished. There was a sudden white flash, and then a tear appeared, crushing anything which entered it into a ball, and exerting a gravitational pull on nearby objects, ships and worlds, though not enough to force them inside it, it seemed

Secondary

"Praelatus meus, ships report damage, but we have not lost any... The power diversion drove up the drives and forced a hole in the universe, pushing us through as expected. The drives are fried, if we continue towards Triarius respective coordinates we will eventually meet up with allied ships."
"Affirmed, set the course."

Report on the terraforming of World Invidia

Status: GREEN
Current Stage: Seven
Gravity rating: 4.5 times gravity of Triarius (4.5 times gravity of Triarius = Approximately 3.9375 times gravity of Earth)
Agricultural ranking estimate: F

Slip space

The ship came to a stop near the battle group, circling them. There was a short exchange between the ships and a message was transmitted back to high command. A half hour later, recovery units had arrived to fit new drives onto the damaged ships so that they could be returned to normal space. Upon hearing of the plight of the Overseer, a fleet of ships is to be assembled, with members of the Deuscidium, Psionics amplifiers and psionic beacons and 'holders'. Faust had to be eradicated for her crimes and for the danger she posed to the current universe and it's inhabitants.
It was laughable, in a way. The pathetic horses had to be hide behind an extra-dimensional being just to survive... sad, so sad.

Warp Space
The warp surged with energy. The wars within real space were affecting it. Making it grow stronger. Chaos was spreading across the stars and the fools were spreading it themselves.

"What is Chaos? Suffering, you might say. Oppression. Deceit. But could not all these things be said of your forces? You hunt down the talented and the strong-willed. You break them or sacrifice them. You lie to your citizens and wage war on those who dare speak out. The beings you call masters assume guilt and execute millions on a whim. And why? Why do you do this? Because you know Chaos is there but you do not know how to fight it, so you crush your own citizens for fear that they might aid the Enemy. Everything suffers because of Chaos. No matter how hard you fight, that will never change. Chaos exists in a state of permanent victory over you - you dance to our tune, mortal one, you butcher and torture and repress one another because the gods of the warp require you to. Everything is founded on Chaos." - Lord Nihlus said to the cowering man just before the waiting warp creature tore the man's souls apart happily.

Asmol, Capital City

This war has been a testament to the power of information, or the lack of. As a ship had some how passed through not only the outer ring sensors but the mid and core.. even into the capitol system itself. With the fleet in orbit still defending and observing the horizon with all sensors equipment operating at peak efficiency... it was just unreal to see something slip through like this. The officers in charge of intelligence on board the ships will likely be executed due to allowing a ship to enter freely.

On the ground, things were far different. Small groups of soldiers paroling the outer city were looking for bodies or hidden enemies were numerous. One such was near a city, near a water front. The capital itself isn't situated right beside a body of water so it was an unlucky town that is now the host to a destroyed frigate. The soldier in question was checking a small waterway when this... warship.. rose from the oceans. He could only stare for a few moments before sending a message that something was going down. Something big.

The events that followed were quick, with the boat landing and a woman holding a man at gunpoint. The message that he sent would be the start of a hopeful end to this war they were all starting to get tired of. As the woman ordered the soldier to take him to see Numis, a large force of Igrod soldiers arrived, enough to cause any group on the ground concern. The soldiers were mixed, with the more potent Void users just pointing their hands and other, less adept ones, aiming high powered rifles. The soldier shoved the woman off and took a few steps back. In the distance, gunships could be heard drawing closer as well.

"You know we just retook this world." he smirked a bit, "Our forces are on full alert." He was cut off by another who motioned the others to lower their weapons. "Aside soldier, continue your search." The original hostage just huffed a little then walked off, angrily. "This wasn't quite the best time for an.." He looked over her shoulder, seeing the heavily armed warship in the distance. "Aggressive entrance." He turned around when the gunships became visible. They buzzed over then headed towards the ship, an obvious and expected procedure considering a warship just burst from the ocean.

"I assume you're wanting to speak to Numis, the rightful leader of this torn nation." He didn't wait for an answer when he used a communication device to contact command. It was around a half hour before Numis and an entourage arrived. When Numis landed, he walked up to the group of aliens. He is an imposing man and his shadow at this time of day, was cast over them. "I am Khan Numis. My soldiers mentioned 'Federation Interstellar'. I've heard their name but haven't met any."

((nevermind))

Asmol, Capital City
"Thank God your not hostile." Said Kuuyi "I am Admiral Kuuyi Oras of the Lakfakalle Cooperative Federation, currently acting as Commander-In-Chief and commanding the warship Kelsof. Our homeworld was destroyed by an artificial supernova caused by the Ceramus Collective, we are the only survivors. We are requesting the right to settle in the uninhabited regions of this planet, mainly the oceans. We seek revenge against the alien scum that destroyed our homeworld, if you would support us in this endeavor we would happily assist you in your civil war."

Retsukuu
"Destroy the Ceramus." Said the President, in a tone that made it obvious that we had wanted to say those words since Retsukuu offered to deal with them. The Delphan's face suddenly froze in shock, he had been told exactly what he didn't want to hear via his telepathic link to the other Delphans.

"The Crusade arrives, it is time to fully reveal ourselves

"Do it quickly, too!" Yelled the Delphan, pulling down his helmet's HUD visor. He spoke into the helmet's microphone. "This is Conduit Alpha-15, all crews are to report to their respective vessels. The Crusade has arrived. Psionic restrictions are lifted."

At the end of his sentence, he vanished in a flash of light. The President didn't know of the Delphan's true power, but the event was ripped from the memories of all in the room, with the exception of Retsukuu Yomo. Despite all their power, you dimply can't control a deity.

Psionic Message to the Collective
"The Crusade has reached us. It matters not that you do not believe our words, you will defend yourselves and thus defend all of us. If you do not, then you doom us all nevertheless. Remember, you cannot unite something that isn't there anymore.

Ceramus Space
A gigantic flash of light illuminated the entire system, tiny black dots flooding out of the strange sphere. Blood red engine trails streamed behind those dots, and yet more dots appeared as the carriers launched their fighters. The massive fleet moved closer to the planet, the tiny dots growing into huge and intimidating starships. Fighters dropped into the atmosphere, plasma engulfing them just before they suddenly stopped falling. The fighters streaked across the sky, destroying anything that fired on them. They too, left engine trails, the same ominous red of the starships.

Then, the starships themselves descended upon the planet, hovering above all settlements on the world. Their hulls opened to reveal massive walkers, armed to the teeth with strange and alien weaponry. Pulsating crimson shields protected them, only allowing the inhabitants of the world to see the unstoppable enemy force. They somewhat resembled the Triarian walkers, but were built in a far more intimidating manner, sparing efficiency for terror. Thick red lasers fell down upon the military buildings, vaporizing them in seconds. A message was broadcast across the planet in the language of the inhabitants.

"You will surrender immediately to the Empire. Resistance will be met with complete annihilation of your species. Any attempts to attack us would be worthless, this fleet is nothing to the Empire. In the event that none in this galaxy submit to Imperial control, its matter will be used to fuel our war machine. Only subservience will be tolerated."

Retsukuu
To destroy an entire species is a bad idea, but to do it against a potential mistake she had made that might have the capability of doing the aforementioned deed could be somewhat reasonable enough. In a few seconds after the President's statement, a circle of random symbols that seemed to be runes appeared on the top of the room, and from its middle a multicolored beam of light went straight up into space, where it ended a moon's distance away with a fairly large magic circle-looking wormhole. Three strange objects surfaced: a geometric object that seemed to fragment into pieces that could smash even tough armor, a familiar-looking ship based on the Immortal Caliber from fifty thousand years past, and a glasslike sphere with the vision of space inside, all of these at the size of an average 2014 city. The three objects descended upon Lakfakalle, hovering just above the capital.

Feel free to pilot all three of these. For the ship, board it as you normally would. On the other two, just try to make psychic walk through its walls. I'll remain here in this dimension to watch all the events from the former mentioned ship, and remain to minimally interact as i see how you go and obliterate the Ceramus.

Azwraith
The system second-nearest to Omen, and perhaps the third most developed planet among all territories, Azwraith comes under siege of an unknown party. Despite the environmental advantage of radiation eating away the hulls and crew of some of the forces on land, the world continues to suffer heavy amounts of bombardment. All forces stationed in Azwraith are tasked to take out the bombarders one by one, with the fighters attempting to distract any defender of the main targets. The star system has been declared quarantine; only communication signals are allowed to go in or out in a border range of 1 light-year.

Identify yourselves. State reason for hostility.

The fall air was crisp, with a gentle breeze rolling in off of the ocean waves. Beneath his feet, King Hakerion felt the slight rise and fall of the waves beneath the ground. It was made out of thick leaves, woven tightly together again and again until it was thick enough to serve as a platform. The entire city was made out of similar platforms, with an assortment of different buildings made out of the same woven leaves. These platforms formed the great city of Guaer, the oldest recorded city of the Ocean-Dwellers. It would be the site of one of the greatest events in Velarion history.
It was a momentous day. It would never be forgotten, and stories would be told to the children of witnesses, and those children would tell those stories to their children. It was the day that the Velarions would venture through the greatest ocean of Maiul. Hakerion had mixed feelings about this endeavor. As many Forest-Dwellers, he believed that they had enjoyed millennia of peace here on Velarion. Why risk that with going to the stars. Yet on the other hand, he could understand the ideals of the Order of Maiul. What was space, but for the greatest ocean Maiul would ever be able to create. With the clamoring of his people, Hakerion had no choice but to approve of this great attempt. Not to mention the amount of coaxing he received from his queen, Maiuk.
The graceful woman stood beside him, her jaw clenched and determined. She was the very essence of beauty, according to Hakerion. Her hair was a golden blond, and fell down to the small of her back. Her skin was fair, slightly tanned from the days spent enjoying the ocean above surface. Her eyes were a sea-blue. While their marriage had been arranged by the people of Velarion, the two had grown to love one another.
“The day has finally come!” Maiuk spoke with a booming voice, one that no one would expect from such a petite body. She spoke to the hundreds of Velarions who had assembled to attend this great event. “For five millennia, we have lived in peace, Forest-Dwellers and Ocean-Dwellers as one. We have contented ourselves to live within our beloved trees and waters. We have followed the Teachings of Velarion and Maiul. Never have we realized the scope of their power. Maiul’s oceans are not confined to those here on Velarion, or on any other planet that dominate the night sky. No, Maiul herself, the greatest ocean there is, lies there.” She fully extends her arm above her, pointing to the sky above.
“For the past three dozen years, the scientists have endeavored to unlock the secrets of biological technology.” Hakerion stepped in for a less religious speech. “Now, they believe that they have stumbled across the greatest secret available. Using bio-tech, our scientists have been able to unlock space travel. The beasts that live beneath Mauil’s oceans have been adapted so that they can travel through space as if they were traveling through water. Now, we embark on the greatest journey of all. We will bring Velarion’s and Mauil’s Lessons to the other worlds, spreading the love of nature with us. Through this, we hope to create a unified galaxy under the watchful eye of Velarion and Mauil.
“Our expedition is large, comprised completely of volunteers. Yet we shall still leave the majority of our forces here on Velarion. In total, 2,000 of our Green Wardens and 3,000 of our new-found naval ships shall go forth. I regret to say, that both Maiuk and myself shall be joining those that shall make this journey. To rule in our stead is the Lord Urik, Chief Advisor of the King and Queen. I trust he will rule fairly and justly. We shall return, though, and we will bring many great tales with us.”
With that, Hakerion turned and approached the beast the patiently waited for him in the waters. It resembled a shark from Earth, though it was twice as large and had four side fins and no dorsal fins. On its back was a capsule of sorts. Hakerion sat down in it, Maiuk following likewise in a similar capsule. There was enough room for Hakerion to almost completely lay down, with his head elevated upwards slightly, so he was looking forward rather than up. Multiple consoles and buttons laid on the sides of the capsule. Hakerion donned a helmet thr would connect his consciousness with the beasts. The Velarion King turned to his people who stood silently on those woven platforms.
“Now, to the stars!” Hakerion shouted, pumping his fist into the air. He was met with a chorus of cheers and screams. His companion, whom Hakerion learnt was named Jh’ak’il, turned from the platform, while the capsule slid shot, providing Hakerion with oxygen. Jh’ak’il darted forward, darting through the waves. Maiuk and her vessel swam beside him. Suddenly, the two beasts and their riders began to curve upward, sailing through the air. They were flying! Below them, the surface of the water suddenly erupted into a series of plumes of water. Hundreds of different bio-tech vehicles soared from beneath the water’s surface. There were beasts that were similar to Jh’ak’il, bearing solo riders. Then there were larger ones, maybe four times the size of Hakerion’s mount. These were manned by four Velarions. Greatest of them all were the massive carriers. These were the size of a whale, multiplied by a hundred. The waves they created splashed over the edges of the platforms. These were the carriers of men, where the Green Wardens resided. There were also room aboard them for the smaller vehicles to board and dock. There were other assortments of beasts, manned and unmanned. It was quite an impressive sight, as hundreds of bio-engineered beasts soared up into the sky and atmosphere. Upwards they went, up, up, up. And suddenly, they were in space.

Azwraith
"Admiral Ōkami, 978th Forward Invasion Force. All non-human life must be restricted within their system, all interstellar empires must be broken up. Those who wish to continue interstellar travel must do so on Imperial vessels as workers or servants. Those who resist will be wiped from existence as per the Emperor's orders. Surrender immediately or you will meet that fate."

The attacks, meanwhile, continued. None of their actions conveyed the slightest sense of caution at the enemy defenses, bombers didn't even engage in evasive maneuvers. Behind the front lines, huge carriers released more and more torrents of attack craft and soldiers, relying on sheer numbers to defeat the enemy. None of the commanding officers seemed to even care about their losses.

Retsukuu
Before the president could speak, the three craft had already taken off. Such a quick boarding could only be possible through teleportation, something the Delphan had demonstrated seconds ago. It became obvious to those who had not had their memories altered: the Delphans had taken them over. Their course was set for Ceramus space, but not to fight the Ceramus. They knew there was a far greater foe in that area, and that they would need far more than those three ships to fight them. Nevertheless, they continued onward towards the Ceramus.

Azwraith; A signal

"Attention Exogen. Inquiry: Do you come from a different universe?" The feminine robotic voice blurted "Alert: Cease hostilities towards the Ceramus. Priority warning, failure to comply will result in domination."

CLASSIFIED

Project Exodus might receive artificial advancement

Explain

Reject. What's the status on Project Unity Two?

We constructed the latest prototype, but the alpha test subject was killed while using it. Down was too little compared to up

Unfortunate. Next?

Expanding the decrease, surge protectors must be implemented in addition to the PCO System

Work as fast as possible, resources are being shifted to Unity 2

The food problems?

Our latest colony is prepared for agricultural production. If its output is even 80% of its predicted our food problems will be at an emd

Knowing that someone else might have needed the ships more, Retsukuu vanished from the room and reappeared into the ship she specified that she was going to observe from, but not without leaving something behind to the Federation: several duplicates of her form in the room, all still formidable but much less powerful than Retsukuu herself, even combined. From inside the most shiplike of the ships, her observation began.

Report
3 UNKNOWN OBJECTS SPOTTED
HUMONGOUS SIZE, ENERGY LEVEL MEASUREMENTS OFF THE CHARTS
ACTION: DESTROY AT ALL COSTS

REMAINING OVERALL FORCE COUNT: 110
ALL IN DEFENSE OF OMEN EXCEPT FORCES ON AZWRAITH

Rigel System Scanner Output

The magnetic sensory domes had identified a few voices that sounded familiar, but it took some time for it to be confirmed as Sylve. Several mentions of narcotics transaction and the numerous mentions of Captain "Switch". Two messages were sent from the fleet: One was directed to SCNOSE High Command, and the other to Lakfakalle, stating the following:

We have confirmed that this station is indeed a Sylve outpost. However, whether or not it contains Sylve's leader cannot be confirmed. We have sent coordinates for a Sazkarjhit vantage point and a Lakfakalle Naval vantage point. Once everything can be decided I recommend we simultaneously converge on their position. Whether or not the station is destroyed or capture does not matter, but what does matter is that, if Switch is here, he must be brought alive. He contains very valuable information and if we can extrapolate that information from him it should be more than sufficient information to attack the rest of Sylve. And, for those of Lakfakalle, this may seem unimportant but keep in mind that without Sylve, nothing would be stolen, destroyed, or repossessed. We will more than ten-fold avenge the damage they attempted to cause, and when we are finished the most nefarious pirate organization will be reduced to nothing but rubble and molten slag.

Azwraith (LCF)
The three huge objects passed right by the Ceramus planet, and began to engage the invading forces. Along with those objects, the LCF fleet warped in as well and opened fire on the invading forces. Due to the proximity of the enemy ships to one another, the antiproton streamers were extremely effective. Having a focus on physical armor, the alien vessels were easily disintegrated by massive, orange clouds of antiprotons. Despite the fact that the LCF ships were outnumbered beyond imagination, they refused to move from bombardment locations. The replica of the Immortal Caliber sent a message to the planet below.

"This is Conduit Alpha 012, Delphan Mental Collective, Lakfakalle Cooperative Federation. Cease your fire on our ships and instead focus fire on our mutual enemy. Your arcane capabilities are extraordinary, your assistance would be welcomed."

Azwraith (Imperials)
With the LCF attacking, the fleet diverted a battlegroup of ten carriers, twenty cruisers, and thirty destroyers to take out the LCF forces. However, the main fleet is incapable of performing evasive maneuvers due to overcrowding, and thus it has no option but to throw away the smaller ships to protect the larger ones. Interestingly, the crews seeem to have no objection to this, and gladly throw away their lives to protect the rest of the fleet.

Finally, the portal closes and leaves the scout fleet without reinforcements. However, due to LCF bombardment of the portal multiple troop transports have been lost. The planetary invasion is beginning to be slowed without reinforcements, the entrenched Ceramus are putting up an extremely good fight. However, it is unlikely the battle will be anything further than a stalemate, as the Ceramus simply don't have the force to push back. A message has been sent from the command ship to the Triarians, and it was in a voice with a clear Triarian accent.

"We will dominate all" It said, in a well-rehearsed line as if the owner of the voice was an actor in a film "You will soon bow to our leader, and he will conquer the multiverse! Haigranizol Terra! Haigranziol Humanidad!"

Psychic Message to the Triarian Collective
"The invading fleets are hostile, eliminate them. They can only enter this universe through certain points where the walls between universes have been thinned by inter-universal jumps or the warping of space-time. The fleet at Azwraith is a forward scout group, sent to find a good staging location for the invasion of the Milky Way and establish control. The most logical choice would be the Sol system, the integrity of space-time in that system is extremely low and it has no interstellar-stage native species to defend it. It does, however, have a native species present on the third planet, known as Mars. They control extensive mining operations in both the system's asteroid belts, and have colonies on multiple other celestial bodies within the system. The native species is friendly by nature according to our reports, so force will not be needed. We are hereby requesting that the Triarian Collective establish a foothold in the Sol system to defend against further invasion. You will be greatly rewarded for the sucessful completion of this task."

Sylve Operations
"The Ceramus Collective is currently under attack from extra-universal invaders. The LCF can only commit a single vessel to the operation. The Delphans have revealed a secret interstellar fleet they have been building all this time, apparently siphoning resources right from the main interstellar military project. The vessel will be from this fleet, do not worry, the crew is Delphan. It will be more than enough support."