Welcome!
This is a relay story between me and Fuhrer, the writer of Covenant Empire.
This is the story of the future of our empires, who gets to clash.
These futures are 'possible' futures for each of our empires, and our original stories may take different paths. However, this will allow glimps of the future of our empires.
Special thanks to Fuhrer, my co-writer, and Amann, a good friend who helped me out of a couple of writer's blocks.
Chapter 1
The Galactic Imperium, the greatest star empire ever to exist. Stretching over fifty galaxies over nearly thirty dimensions, this behemoth of an empire was simply massive. It commanded over two hundred fifty million planets across its vastness, and its galaxies patrolled by millions upon millions of mighty warships. It was ruled by the Great Imperial Parliament, presided over by the Council of Warmasters, who all reported to the single most powerful being in the thirty dimensions: The God Emperor of the Galactic Imperium. More than a man, more than a god, more than any being, this God Emperor had everything and controlled everything. Standing barely 3m tall, he did not look so intimidating compared to the nearly 4m tall Guardians who closely protected him. However, his relatively weak appearance had fooled many over nearly a hundred thousand years of the Imperium's history. He could crush entire solar systems into a single molecule with a single thought, yet he assumed such 'human' form.
There were few beings who could match his power, and even less who could overpower him. However, there was one being that not even the mighty God Emperor dared to cause conflict: the Void Keeper. The Void Keeper was supposedly the consciousness of a universal force that separated all of the existence from the non-existence. The one thing that the God Emperor was certain of the Void Keeper was that it was a mischievous being, which caused far more trouble than the entirety of the Q-Continuum, who the God Emperor eventually subjugated. This story is about a series of conflicts between the Galactic Imperium and another pan-dimensional empire, which collided over a seemingly empty galaxy. Many have speculated that it was the Void Keeper who sought to clash these two mighty empires.
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The Holy Covenant Empire, one of the largest known Empire's that spanned several galaxies and near twenty dimensions, was at its zenith. The millions of world's is controlled followed their leader with religious fanaticism, the empty space between stars and galaxies and dimensions patrolled by warships of different races brought together by God's will. It knew not defeat, it knew not heresy for those who would dare betray their sacred oath would perish and drop from the path of the Salvation and fail to ascend and begin the Great Journey. It was God's will to spread the Covenant, and those who did not accept their place died.
The Holy Covenant Empire was ruled by the Monastica Concilium (Religious Council) which oversaw the everyday activities of the Covenant and the ever expanding power of God. This most holy of councils, composed of dozens of different races, were overseen by the Council of Twelve, the military leadership of the Covenant that led the Crusades against it's enemies and safeguarded the Covenant from internal and external threats that dared attack. Yet for all their power, all the influence they had, they all reported to the single most powerful being on their plane of existence they knew, the man who had shattered the barrier between realities, brought select species into the Covenant and gave the promise of eternal salvation through his faith, the man who held power unheard of by any: The Hierarch.
More than a man, he was the Chosen Son, the Second Son of God who controlled all and saw all. He was a intimidating man, standing five meter's tall with a visage that made all beings shudder, a ripple of power and intimidation that were overshadowed by the false visage of peace and sanity he gave off. From nothing, he created the most powerful entity in dozens of dimensions, manipulated beings who had ascended centuries in the past from various realities, and wiped out entire histories. His power knew no bounds, for they grew as he continued to progress to reach the plane of existence above all, to gain the ability to become God, to rule all and do as he wish. To create realities and destroy realities, create worlds from nothing and manipulate dimensions and realities and create paradoxes. And he was close, close to achieving the level of power than only one being had, the only being that stood in his way of achieving ultimate power, a being that continued to destroy the Hierarch's physical and spiritual soul, as well as what as left of his sanity.
The Void Keeper.
Though only a myth amongst the denizens of the Covenant, the being existed and was the only being the Hierarch knew that could resist his constantly rising power. He dared not make conflict, for were he to make conflict he and his entire work, a Covenant that had stood the test of time, would vanish in the blink of an eye. And he was fearful of that, and fearful of the fact that all he had accomplished, from an orphan in one devastated Earth to a religious dictator controlling a Holy Empire, still existed. He was supposedly the consciousness of a universal force that separated all of the existence from the non-existence. Through his endless research and interrogations of ascended beings, he was certain of two things about the Void Keeper: It had caused more trouble and heresy than the entirely of the defunct Q-Continuum and extinct Ascended Ancients together, and, two, was against the way of God and in his path to reach ultimate power, and as such, was a threat, a threat he could not touch.
This story is about a series of conflicts between the Holy Covenant Empire and another pan-dimensional empire, which collided over a seemingly empty galaxy, in a war that would shatter all that billions held dear, break apart realities and cause chaos that was unheard of. Many have speculated that it was the Void Keeper who sought to clash these two mighty empires.
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Date: Imperial Calendar Year 6348 of 98th Millennium
Dimension: Galactic Imperium Home Dimension "StarGate Dimension"
Location: SE Quadrant, Special Sector Alpha, Zaras System, Planet Zaras - Imperial Capital World
The planet Zaras, the mighty capital of the Galactic Imperium, was a paradise. It was beauty incarnated. Rolling hills, and field of flower and thick green forests, with white marble cities dotting here and there, connected by the sea of green grass and occasional farms. There was one massive metropolis on the entire planet, and it was the Capital City, where the God Emperor resided. The planet itself had little population, barely 10 billion living in incredibly well managed underground cities which protrudes through the small cities that could be seen from outside. The people of this world were the 'Blessed', who were chosen by the God Emperor for their service to live in this paradise. This was the ultimate retirement village. Though, what retirement village was made up of billions of war heroes who have lived over thousands of years? Zaras was that planet. Its six moons, most of them artificial in nature were the real deal. They were the hub of the Imperium's governments. They themselves were nothing but a relay between the six nearby systems which are wholly devoted to providing bureaucracy for the Imperium. Also, they relayed the real-time communications from the various dimensions and the central government branches in each of the galaxies, as well as being the middle management between the Protectorates and the Imperium's central government.
The God Emperor, slowly made his way to one of the higher balconies, followed by six of his eternal Deus Guardians, who were followed by a twelve thousand Imperial Marines of the Imperator Regis Custodies. Next to the Deus Guardians were a hundred or so bureaucrats and ministers waiting for the commands of the God Emperor. On the other side of the Deus Guardians were some of the Warmasters. High Warmaster Ba'al, the Supreme System Lord, was always there, providing the God Emperor with entertainment as the God Emperor shamelessly tortured the Goa'uld. Behind Ba'al was Warmaster Vader, Governor Regent of the StarWars Dimension and the Grand Master of the Imperial Knights. Two more Warmasters followed Lord Vader, chatting among themselves. Warmaster Jean Luc Picard, the Grand Admiral of the StarFleet of the Federation, and Warmaster Adama, the Supreme Commander of the Colonial Star Fleet.
One of the bureaucrats, wearing pompous dress, bowed before even more grandly garbed officials. The official, whose job, like the five others next to him, was to filter the messages going through to the God Emperor. They were basically glorified secretaries. The bureaucrat spoke.
"Lord Scriptors, my apologies. The Explorations Office has sent this Gold Message, and Lord Grazak has sent me here."
The officials, who appeared to be haughty, blanched and quickly took the message in the bureaucrat's hands. The Gold Message was the highest priority message, though not as urgent as the Black Message. The Scriptors, whispered among themselves, and the senior Scriptor gently held the message with both hands. He was briefly stopped by the Deus Guardians but he got through and bowed before the God Emperor, who was watching the city below. The God Emperor spoke, his voice rich with power. The Scriptor felt all his worries fly away and he felt happy.
"What is it, Scriptor?"
The senior Scriptor gulped and raised the message above his head as he answered.
"My god, Lord Grazak, your First Prime, has deemed this message from the Explorations Office to be worthy of your attention."
The God Emperor simply took the message, which was written on a glass-like data pad. The God Emperor whispered to himself.
"A pocket dimension with a single galaxy that is capable as a relay to a different dimensional set? Most intriguing."
He mused over it, and then spoke.
"Tell the Explorations Office that I approve of the use of a single Blade of Truth class Scout Ship."
"Yes, my most gracious god. All shall be as you command."
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Date: Aprilis 12, 2790 (Inter-dimensional Calendar)
Dimension: Pocket Dimension (Single Galaxy)
Location: Alpha Quadrant, Sector 3/50, Archea System, Planet of Archea, Primary Colony in Pocket Galaxy
Truth and Salvation is the Holy Covenant!
Reclaim and journey to Ascension!
Our belief shall never waver!
We vow our souls to God!
Through toil and faith we will abide.
Arise ye faithful
Your past inspires all to join in salvation!
All Hail the Hierarch!
The Souls of the past and future faithful show the way
Step forth; seek purity in your souls!
Hoist your head and fists high into the clouds
Hail the Hierarch!
Our Hierarch stands astride the worlds
He'll purify the faithful, and vanquish heresy
His promise of salvation rings truth and brings peace
All hail his brilliant light!
Never will he be overthrown
His soul and mind pure as his brother and father
His bloodline immortal and safe
All Hail the Hierarch!
Let the wisdom of the immortal Hierarch guide our way
Go forth and seek salvation
Obey the words of the Lord, ye faithful
Hoist your head and fists high into the clouds
Hail the Hierarch!
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The chant ended as the millions of voices ended together in perfect harmony, ending with a rounding ripple. The chant, created during the Third Crusade against the Demonic Vampires of Hellsing and Alucard, showed the faith and loyalty that the entire Covenant felt to their immortal leader. The Hierarch raised his arms and enjoyed the roars of approval and awe coming from the large crowd before him, a crowd of seven million beings of all shapes and sizes, of many different species.
At his sides were the two councils, their heads lowered as began to speak. "Warriors and followers of the Lord, children of the Chosen Races and of God, we have accomplished much since the Covenant was born! In the span of several hundred years, our most holy Covenant has brought many races unto the path that shall lead to the Great Journey, to the key of Salvation! Our time is coming, the power and gaze of God we so desperately crave is coming! Soon, very soon I promise you all, the Time of Reckoning will come and the most faithful of us all, all of us, shall be reaped and brought into Heaven and be at peace!"
He crossed both arms above his head, and roared: "This, warriors and citizens of the Covenant, I PROMISE you!"
He swung his arms down again and his cloak, his cape as some preferred to call it (though it made no difference,) covered his body. His mask's eye holes glowed red as a shadow was cast over the crowd. His newest flagship, the Dreadnaught Archangel lowered itself into low orbit. Twice as long as his previous flagship, it was 24 kilometers in length and bristled with the most advanced technology from more than twelve different dimensions. "We crossed over into this galaxy, this galaxy hidden in a single pocket universe, a galaxy that is a dimension in itself, a galaxy with a mere thousand worlds that has developed no sentient life, that seems to have no purpose, a folly and mistake of God who, as he created the ancient Federation we defeated centuries ago, is NOT a folly or a mistake."
He paused for a dramatic effect. "Through all the dimensions we have gone through, choosing the races that God, my brother, and myself have Chosen to join us in peace and Salvation, this pocket dimension is unique. For it leads to a completely different set of dimensions, one not assessable through normal means, a set of dimensions that has not felt or heard of the path. It is our duty as the holy citizens of the Covenant, to spread the warmth of my Father's gaze."
He passed and added, "My beloved children, we shall go to the other side and meet the races on the others side, and bring them into the Covenant for that is the destiny of Chosen Races, of all races. And if they believe in false Gods, we shall show them the error of their ways, and if they resist, it is our divine duty to bring them back into the fold they strayed from!" He bowed and pated his cloak, raising his arms to the side and clasped them together before him. "My Covenant, my children of the First Colony Archea, I bid you farewell."
Activating his neural interface implants, he connected to his armor's Alteran Beaming Device, and he, the Council of Twelve, and the Monastica Concilium vanished in flash of light.
Seconds later, they re-appeared in a large hall, the most holily of all halls in the interior of the Archangel. "I trust all of you, most holy of warriors and learned beings, which you have heard of what is on the other side? " He paused and continued, "Another universe where the Federation, where the 'Star Trek' should have been, yet is not… a universe that has already been conquered before."
"God's will be done, we are his children and those who resist salvation must he killed," Alexander Anderson, a priest from the Hellsing dimension, formerly part of the Iscariot Organization, said. He grinned and he pushed his glasses up his face. "Like the vampire Alucard, those who do not believe, the demons and monsters that may exist on the others side, they must die."
"The question is though," Lelouch, Zero, said, "Is who or what conquered that other set of dimensions. From what the Knight of Zero scouted, the connection to the other universe is eternal, it cannot be shut. If we have seen it, it is possible that the other side knows about it."
"Verily, yet where are their worlds? It does not make sense," V said.
The Hierarch mused. "Andrew 'Ender' Wiggin," he said his voice deep and menacing, "send a Scout ship to the connection." The teenager saluted as his name was said and nodded at the order. "Modify it as you wish, heavily armored and with above-average weaponry. If there are threats, if they dare follow false gods such as the Imperium of Mankind," he spay the name of the old Imperium he had long ago conquered, "then I want as much information as possible."
Ender bowed. "By your wish my lord."
The Hierarch waved them away as the Council of Twelve left, parting ways with the one hundred members of Monastica Concilium. He wondered why he still needed them, and remembered that without them, he couldn't very well maintain his Covenant without the infrastructure falling apart. He closed his eyes as he walked out, and input commands to the fifty four worlds that the Covenant held in this galaxy.
The order was simple – Build Defensive structure.
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Within hours, a single ship departed the edge of the Star Trek Dimension and entered pocket dimension. It looked like a silver dagger without a hilt. Reaching just over 1.2km, and with the width of 200m and the height of 50m, the Blade of Truth class Scout Ship was the heaviest Scout/Exploration ship available in the Imperial Explorations Office of the Imperial StarFleet. It was controlled by an Artificial Intelligence as well as a single human-form Replicator, who was stuck in the only space available within the ship. It was armed with Mark 5 Ori/Alesian Beam Weapon, which could fire a yellow beam that has 9 times the explosive damage, 7 times the penetrative power and 5 times the firing rate of the original Ori beam weapons aboard the Ori motherships. Also, the ship carried a compliment of 40 anti-fighter turrets, 10 anti-capital ship weapons and 4 torpedo/drone launchers.
Powered by a single Mark 6 ZPM-2, which was also called the Zero Penis Module as a joke because of its 10 inch length and 5 inch circumference, the ship could fire its weapons, raise shields and enter hyperspace during cloak. Despite the size, the Mark 6 ZPM-2 produced 8 times the power of the original ZPM built by the Alterans. '-2' means that it is the second smallest of the series, with '-5' being the largest, with double the dimension of the original ZPM but producing 14 times the power. Protected by a powerful shield and cloak powered by such potent power source, the ship was small but packed a lot of punch. Also, it carried one million bug-form replicators made of a neutronium-based alloy, which carried out the ship's secondary function. While the ship's primary function was to explore, its secondary function was to prepare for military incursions.
Blade of Truth class, BT344-23-A 'Stormcrow', exited the massive cosmic portal that linked the StarTrek Dimension of the Galactic Imperium to the pocket dimension. The ship paused for a moment, as a dozen constructor ships and a small fleet of defensive ships followed it through. The fleet and the constructors would fortify the portal so that if the galaxy within the pocket dimension was viable for conquest, the rest of the Imperium's fleet could enter. As the constructors began building a stabiliser gate around the portal and frame for the six battle stations around the gate, the Stormcrow entered hyperspace and sped away. It only travelled for a few moments into the galaxy, and had only scanned a dozen or so systems when it detected a suitable planet. It exited the hyperspace and entered the planet's orbit. It scanned for the life forms on the planet but found only vegetations and non-sentient animals. The humanoid replicator initiated the protocol.
The one million bug-form replicators appeared on the surface of the planet and began to spread out according to the protocol. Then the Stormcrow activated the time dilation device to envelop the entire solar system. Within hours, the field stopped but 10 standard years had passed inside. The planet was crawling with just over 300 billion bug-form replicators. During the ten standard years, the replicators did not only increase their own numbers. They had done some work. Over two thousand buildings had been built. There were a thousand Clone Facilities, each capable of creating one hundred clones at once. Each Clone Facility was also had a barracks for 100 Clones for the first three months of their growth. The Clones would mature to the physical age of 10 within the tubes, while the memories of the template would be inserted into the brain, including the utter loyalty to the God Emperor. Then the Clones would spend next three months in the special barracks, growing into physically 20 year old Clone Troopers.
The special barracks were fitted with various technologies to boost the training and growth of the new clones. The super-nutrients fed to the clones assured the proper growth, while the Psionic Booster Beds supplemented their physical and mental training during their sleep. The controlled super gravity training and various other trainings to completely match the template memory to the body were present in the special barracks. Therefore, when the three months is over, the Clones would walk out fully trained 2m tall Clone Troopers will perfect set of mentality and body. After that is done, they would enjoy the rest of the 120 years of lifespan, unless they were killed in battle, which was more likely. After they are done training, they are housed in the normal barracks buildings, which could house up to a thousand Clones and still provide adequate resources to maintain their battle-readiness.
Apart from the Cloning facilities and barracks, other buildings were also built. Ten factories each for eight basic types of vehicles, and ten large shipyards and fifty smaller shipyards were built. Between the myriads of buildings were tall tower of defence weapons and five shield generators covering the entire compound, and a single cloak field generator that could hide the compound with ease. With the set up of a forward base done, the Stormcrow selected its course to head toward the other end of the galaxy, where another portal supposedly existed.