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There is another minute of eerie silence. Perhaps it is judging Alferii? These beings were born out of a phenomena that by itself was already unpredictable, and he'd just conversed with one, so what to expect?
Nevertheless after a while it does reply the following:
You are wise, and in your wisdom you admit the lack thereof. Perhaps you are a virtuous man awaiting your metamorphosis, thus, I present you with a choice of paths to thread.
As if opening a portal in front of him, the ship itself unfolds before Alferii like an intricate origami of reality. There appear to be three paths in front of him. Each of them leads to a room with different objects. In one of them, copious ammounts of energetic crystallic materials stacked, though long gone for now, it was said each of them could hold as many as a supornova of energy.
Besides it, a room of artifacts of many variations, Alferii immediatly distinguishes the staff of the legendary Inquisitor of the Deltas, and with it, many other measures of equipment, some look advanced enough to not have been made by anyone in the galaxy, some bear the symbol of a strange shield.
At last a room stacked with lexicons of knowledge. A small cuboid that holds indomitable information. It is said that the Illateri had found one of these somewhere far away, and the knowledge it contained prompted their eventual departure from the galaxy.
Alferii still seems able to move around his ship freely, and even get out of it if he must, as the portal-like appearances are not large by themselves.
Dumb
The scale seems to tip to one side, a mesmorizing action performed by an undetectable force, as the strands and plates the size of continents shift effortlessly like a well-oiled machine. It is the right plate, in Dasha's perspective, that seems to weigh more, though jumping to conclusions as to what that means may not be wise.