Beauty and a Lion
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The Ancient Gods have returned!
@9kreator For I am Bastet, the Cat of Ra, and my radiance shall be the last light the shadow of Apep beholds before the end. https://youtu.be/gQa6FV_CG9E
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The celestial chariot of the Anunnaki cleaved through the cosmos, a gleaming
silver vessel against the backdrop of infinite stars. Its destination, a young
Earth, vibrant and teeming with potential—a colony planet marked by the gods in
a time where history had yet to be written.
"Approaching atmospheric entry," intoned Enlil, commander of the
expedition, his voice resonant within the confines of the ship's command
chamber. His piercing gaze, fixed on the azure sphere below, betrayed an
eagerness akin to that of a conqueror eyeing unclaimed territory.
"Prepare for descent," he ordered, his fingers dancing across the
holographic control panels that materialized before him. The crew members, beings of imposing stature and regal bearing, moved with practiced efficiency, each well-versed in their ancient craft.@9kreator Inanna vs the Wraith Child
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As the chariot penetrated the planet's atmosphere, sheets of water vapor
shrouded its descent, droplets pattering against the hull like cosmic applause.
Below them stretched an endless expanse of ocean, the waves whispering secrets
of the deep.
"Enlil, the planet is cloaked in water," observed Ninurta, his
second in command, who stood at the observation deck, his hands clasped behind
his back. "Where shall we establish the E.DIN?"
Enlil's mind churned with plans of grandeur, visions of verdant gardens and
towering ziggurats rising from the barren canvas. He replied without turning,
"Begin the terraforming sequence. Unleash the Bahmu."
Ninurta nodded and relayed the command. Moments later, the underbelly of the
vessel opened, releasing a swarm of machines—the Bahmu. They were titanic
engines of creation, forged in the heart of Nibiru, the Anunnaki's home world.
As the machines descended gracefully upon the water's surface, they commenced
their symphony of transformation.
The remains of the crashed spaceship lay strewn across the desolate landscape of LV-426, the wreckage a twisted testament to the violent end it had met. The planet's surface was an unforgiving patchwork of jagged rocks and dark, swirling dust storms, offering no solace for the weary Asgardians who had found themselves stranded there.
"By Odin's beard," Sif muttered, her eyes scanning
the dry and hostile terrain surrounding them. She was every inch the warrior –
tall, strong, and fierce – with long, raven hair that hung wildly around her
shoulders. Her sword rested at her hip, its blade gleaming in the dim light
that managed to break through the heavy cloud cover overhead.
"Never thought I'd see a place as forsaken as this," Balder said, his voice equal parts awe and disgust.
"Keep your wits about you," Frigg warned, her
piercing blue eyes surveying their surroundings with unease. She was the wisest
among them, her powers of foresight unmatched by any other. "There is
something… not right here."
"Such optimism, Frigg," Amora teased, though even
her usually smooth and sultry voice sounded strained in this place. An
enchantress of legendary beauty, she maintained an air of grace despite the
harsh environment.
"Quiet, both of you," Hodor growled, his massive frame dwarfing the others.
As they moved cautiously through the wreckage, Sif couldn't
help but feel as if they were being watched. A shiver ran down her spine, and
she gripped her sword tightly, ready for whatever dangers might lurk in the
shadows.
"Balder, scout up ahead," she ordered, her voice
low and measured. "Amora, Frigg – stay close. Hodor, watch our
backs." They nodded in agreement, each aware that their very survival
depended on their ability to function as a cohesive unit.
"Let's hope we find something useful here," Balder
said, his eyes scanning the twisted metal and debris.
"Or someone," Amora added with a sly smile, though
it faltered when met with Sif's disapproving glare.
As they continued deeper into the wreck, an eerie silence
settled over them. The desolation of LV-426 weighed heavily on their spirits,
but even more unsettling was the feeling that they were not alone. Sif's
instincts screamed at her to be ready for anything.
"Stay alert," she whispered, her eyes never
leaving the dark corners and hidden crevices around them. "We may not be
the only ones here."
"Indeed," Frigg agreed, her words little more than
a breath. "I sense a malevolent presence… something ancient and
deadly."
"Xenomorphs," Hodor grunted, his face a mask of
grim determination. He had heard tales of such creatures before, but had never
encountered one himself.
"Facehuggers," Amora corrected, her voice
trembling slightly. "The larvae of the xenomorph species. And I fear we
have ventured into their lair."