Perfect Necromantic Magic:
Resurrection!Just kidding. But seriously, i should have released my update long ago. But here it is anyway, enjoy!
Changelog: Version 0.95
*Most bugs that i have found have been eliminated.
*Added named bounties to the crystanite.
*Added the Soldier Alpha, a legendary vessel using long forgotten technology. It is only availible in the test mission yet, though.
*Added the Thundercloud Beam and Excommunicator Beam, ancient weapons mounted on the Soldier Alpha.
*Added the prologue and first chapter for the the story of Norona.
*Most likely other things that i forgot.
On a side note, i am writing a story at school about the crystanite. The prologue and first chapter comes here!
Spoiler
Prologue:
Norona. That was her name, she knew that much. But everything else was sort of foggy. What was she doing here? Where is here? The more she thought about it, the more confused she got. Why was everything so dark? She hated the dark, though she could not for her life remember why. Did it have something to with her past? Most likely. Her senses were slowly coming back to her. She started hearing things. There was someone talking in the distance, but they spoke so slowly, she could not make out the sounds. What was going on? She decided to take a look, so she stood up to her full length. Now she saw why it had been so dark: she had been curled up inside a small crater in the ground. Over in the distance, she finally spotted who was talking. Humans, by the look of it, and they seemed scared. A single, loud sound pierced the air, and some part of her body recognized the sound. A human military-grade rocket launcher, most likely fired at her. As she saw the projectile soar through the air in her direction, she realized she would not be able to dodge it in time. She had almost accepted her fate, when she remembered a very important fact. She did not need to dodge it. Everything turned white.
Chapter One: Norona the Crystanite
As the explosion enveloped her body, she felt nothing. Exterior sensory organs was one of the many things she lacked, and she was happy about that at the moment. She made a spur of the moment decision to kill the human aggressors, lest they fire again. She is tough, but she is not invincible. Precisely zero-point-four seconds after the missile hit, she jumped out of the fireball. Moving as fast as her sluggish body could move her, she quickly closed on the humans. She may be slow, but if someone was slower, it was the humans. The humans were screaming in panic, their speech slow as ever, as she finally got a good view of the situation. There were six of them, three armed with some form of pistols and one armed with the monstrous rocket launcher. The other two were unarmed, they were most likely escorted by the other four. But it was obvious they did not expect this sort of encounter. She quickly decided that the men with pistols were the only real threat at this range, and went in for the kill. The first two went down in an eyeblink, their bodies impaled by Noronas arms. The third one had enough situational awareness to of fire a round at her, though it could just as well been a pebble for all the damage it did. She threw away the still-bleeding corpses on her arms, and headbutted the last armed human to a bloody pulp. The last three humans had done the more sensible thing and started running for their lives. Norona did not feel like taking the risk of them returning in greater numbers, and quickly set of in pursuit. In a couple of seconds she caught up, and she wasted no time in trying to get elaborate. The sheer mass of her body slamming into the first two humans was more than enough to crush most bones in their body, and it was no challenge to punch the head of the last human clean of his shoulders.
As the fighting calmed down, she reflected on her surroundings. A wasteland extended in every direction as far as she could see, and the only real thing of interest she could see was a second crater, much larger than the one she was in, about three kilometer away. The ground surrounding her was stained with the blood and viscera of the recently killed humans. They had not been a match for a crystanite. As she thought that, memories started flooding into her mind. She remembered:
The crystanite. A race of advanced space faring creatures, the crystanite are famed for their size and power. They are about 2.6 meter long, with a powerful build that belies their speed. The crystanite refers to each other as female, even though they have no real genders. The crystanite are entirely non-biological, made up of the material from which they are named: “Crystanite”. “Crystanite” have unique interactons with light, being able to produce incredible results, such as transforming light energy into kinetic energy, something the crystanite have become adept at exploiting. Crystanite are recreated when a small piece of this “Crystanite” is mutated, giving it a form of counciousness. This process takes years, however, so crystanite reproduction is very slow.
The crystanite have no true lifespan, each of them surviving by absorbing solar energy and storing it within their bodies. This energy can then be used to regenerate their bodies, power ships, blind their oponents and many other incredible feats. While this means that crystanite population does not decrease naturally, it does mean that the death of a crystanite is a tragic event indeed.
The crystanite are all united in a single group, the “Crystanite Coalition”. This coalition have equality, justice and cooperation as its cornerstones, with all crystanite expected to do their part. They had been living fairly peacefully for as long as anyone could remember, with the exceptions of a few rebellions and skirmishes with other races. The crystanite homeworld is callled Crystanos, and it is a natural wonder. In a geostabilized orbit around a bright star, half of crystanos has eternal day. As far as the eye could see, there is crystanite growing, making sure to absorb all sunlight there is. Norona had been blessed to be born on such a planet…
Norona came to again. She now realized why she could shrug of such weapons with ease; she was of course a crystanite! How could she have forgotten? Now it was clear to her, the lack of memory she was experiencing was not normal. She must have been in some kind of accident. Had it been related to the crater in the horizon? She did not know, but she had to give it a try. A crystanite did not have it easy during the night.
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