A few days had passed since the christening of grounds untouched for aeons by the presence of corrupting incomers. Surrounding the body of the fallen one and its massive shards there seemed to be some kind of array in perpetual construction. As the tumorous growths of the Venata spread within the shards of the befallen demi-god, the advanced system of self-sustaining and self-replicating semi-organic machinery of the “Deltas” was full at work, seemingly ignoring the large array of ruins they were constructing around.
Soon, however, a set of thousands of drones gathered somewhere else within the Shards, and started dumping metallic matter constructing some kind of small circular array with many concentric rings focused on a single oblong shape down the centre. After the construction on the object was finished, and a small crystal was placed underneath it, likely to suffice the energetic quantities necessary for its functioning, the drones went back to the construction of the defensive measures for the inevitable conflict.
The array started to function drawing the energy of na optimized crystallic compound. Originally gathered from some missions undertook and now improved with different crystals of other dimensions, a signle small crystal no larger than closed fist of na adult could potentially hold several supernova of power due to several interdimensional cascading effects, such was the device powering the small array.
The concentric rings spun with haste and ever-increasing speed, and soon they breached the FTL barrier, forming an elongated sphere shape like a cocoon, shining in a bright gold. The shape dwindled and contracted decreasing in size and the area started to flood with the so-called “Interdiction”, though its nature is soon to be revealed. The shape contracted down to nothingness, and out of it came a single body of a humanoid: The Inquisitor
“This shadow shan’t last long, Shining One. Is this where it shall take place?”
The Inquisitor had changed drastically since it last showed itself in this place. Down its centre ran a bright golden light that separated his being in two. On one side burnt dark flames and on the other burnt white flames, both looking more like a background effect than na actual fire. His staff didn’t have a crystal at its tip any more, now replaced with a single white and black open eye shape on constant fire.
A voice percolated through the energy emanated by the interdiction, speaking with The Inquisitor.
YOU BLESS/CURSE US WITH YOUR PRESENCE/ABSENCE, GUARDIAN. YES/NO/MAYBE, IT IS/ISN’T WHERE THE ALIGNMENT POINTS, IN THREE CYCLES.
The Inquisitor looked around the place with the immense shards of the forsaken being. He motioned his right hand forward and the eye shone slightly brighter, as columns of golden light pierced the environment and made new space, expanding the area in the midst of the fragments wide enough so their plans could be accomplished.
“It is done. I shall observe the lighting of the beacon until I cannot. ”
CHRISTEN/FORSAKE THE LIGHT WITH YOUR TOUCH, GUARDIAN.
From the midst of the interdiction appeared a small black globe, right in front of The Inquisitor. He acquired it into his hand and inspected it for a few moments, before moving towards the recently generated section of interim space. As he moved along, countless new objects appeared around, ships and all kinds of other defensive measures, the largest Delta force ever amassed, dwarfing all others seen before, their true number obscured.
Within the centre of the newly generated came two large arrays. A large black pyramid, the size of a small star, and a circular array that dwarfed the size of the pyramid. The pyramid moved towards the circular array and slotted itself pointed towards the centre. The Inquisitor did likewise, and deposited the black orb down the very epicentre of the circular array, completing it.
“Fear not, Emissary. Soon, your bidding here will be done, and together we will move onwards in everlasting propagation.”
The Inquisitor left the interior of the array as it started to amass its energy and rotate. It watched over it, called the “Beacon”, as it looked outwards for incomers of the galaxy, for it knew it was unwieldy, and that insurgencies needed to be quelled at this last moment, for they’d come detecting the beacon.
The Beacon started to shine, giving away the position of it to all of the galaxy, as it outputted multi-dimensional energies orders of magnitude greater than any localized spot in the local galactic supercluster. This is now the “End”
(OOC comment here: I suppose that, due to the powers amassed here, this is much less a fight event, more of an event watching what happens. No, it isn't just a sudden galaxy ending detonation or anything like that, I'm not that lame. If you want to bring forces, do it at your own discretion but keep in mind that the chances of winning are slim if any.)