The Rhek soldiers looked at the broken corpses of their enemies in the wrecked bunker they had fought tooth and nail to get to. Their greatest battle in their history had been fought and with their foe defeated they did not feel the thrill of victory, they felt empty. Having a concrete opponent to do battle with had given them such a thrill that they had become more alive than ever before, with that enemy suddenly gone and with the knowledge that no such great opponent would ever be likely to appear to their people the loss stung deeply, an unexpected feeling. Those that had been compromised by the disease settled themselves in comfortable respose and before the disease could tear their lives away they ended it with a length of steel in their guts. The pittance of remaining un-infected Rheks, barely over a thousand, looked around the room before slowly filtering out. Their fighting spirit had become dormant, invested entirely in their fanatic war against the immortal emperor who now lay dead. One Rhek, a chaosgrinder named Kith, remained behind and before he left he propped the body of the emperor up on his throne and went through the Rhek death rights for an enemy whom one had respect for (fighting code of honor chapter twelve paragraph three) saying a quick prayer to Light to show him harmony in the next world before he too left behind the great war of peoples. A majority of the surviving Rheks loaded into their planes and headed back to their respective bases to begin trying to find a cure for the strange disease but a small number, approximately two-hundred, left behind the war and their warlike ways. They left and went to the lands of the other races created by Light, setting up monasteries where they would practice a new combat style, one that practiced self-defense and nonlethal attacks. Their monasteries would be open to any who swore off violence and any who wished to do harm upon others would be gently escorted off of their lands. The Rheks of peace called themselves 'The Rememberers' and ritualistically shaved their horns down to mere nubs.
The Rheks that returned to the ruined remains of their bases worked day and night, putting all of their fervor into finding a cure for this seemingly unstoppable disease. It would be a long time coming but eventually they would find a cure.
The children and elders within the deep-ground bunkers received the reports of victory against the Karrn with great joy, and they began preparing for a time when it would be safe for them to once again rise to the surface of the sphere and begin looking for another great enemy to do battle with.
The Rhek race had been dealt a strange blow by this Great War, though they had defeated the one they wished to destroy their first taste of real battle had proven bitter to some, and the spark had gone out from those. No longer were the Rheks a unified people and it would appear to many, including the Rheks themselves, that both civilizations had been destroyed by the war.


The diplomats traveling with the Fathe arrived at their city and handed out the gifts they had brought with them. They began speaking with the Fathe and sharing their ideals, eagerly waiting to hear the views of their new acquaintances.

The diplomatic party in the lands of Sonitus stared at the beings they had met there, some with anger some with fear and the rest simply curious, waiting for their next move. All were wondering if perhaps they had made a mistake.

The enlightened ones, as they once called themselves, had recovered in number and their gratitude towards Light had increased exponentially when they discovered how much the god had done for them. When they felt ready, they began piloting their mobile planet into the oververse searching for peoples to share their enlightenment with, though they were much more cautious now than they had been before. The planet moved slowly through the oververse, never staying in one place for very long, and the enlightened ones decided that they would adopt the persona of traveling monks and traders, seeking new places to trade with.

The Mech pilots woke in the late afternoon, just when the sun was beginning to set, and set out with their interpreters and guides to make contact with the other tribes of the planet, leaving their Mechs behind with their doors closed, the doors would open to any that knew how to work the door handle but they were hoping that none would try, and that the rather unique way they opened their doors would befuddle any who came with unkind intentions (to open the door one had to ask it nicely to open).

The peoples on the planet Trann continued producing their technologies and giving them freely to any who wished to have them, along with instructions on how to build their own and repair them. The new technologies would be safe, sustainable, and incredibly efficient with most producing their own fuel after the initial fueling up with simple materials such as garbage or scrap metal. A majority of the technologies would be focused on repairing the environment while producing energy with the remaining amount being communication, construction, and entertainment. The envoys hoped that they would one day win over the Central speaker and be allowed to communicate with his people, and a majority of their focus was on convincing anybody that controlled nuclear armaments to disarm them.

Light relaxed while it observed the actions of its children, and feeling that the oververse was still quite empty produced another thirty planets and four suns, three of the suns would have nine life sustaining planets orbiting around them and one would have the remaining three planets orbiting around it. These planets would start as molten rocks and over time would change into whatever environment best fit its relative location around a sun, and within each planet Light placed the seeds of life that would evolve rapidly to fit whatever environment they grew in, Light also placed the seeds of harmony in these planets that would seep into the growing life and make new harmonious planets.

(sorry about the super massive posts I just had a lot to put down, any comments let me know, and that’s another 34 divine points put into making planets/suns so now I’m at 31 divine energy points left, just trying to burn them off and feel free to have species you made pop onto the planets just remember the harmonic energy thing ^_^ also hellhound quick question about your new divine minions send me a pm please and thank-you ^_^)

The Fathe were very interested in what the diplomats had to say and gladly accepted there gifts. They told the visitors that they could remain in the city as long as they pleased, and asked about opening trade routes between there tribe and the other races. They offered many medicines that could be found and naturally harvested from the jungle as well as many types of food and exotic animals. What they wanted in return was advanced communications equipment and weapons.

The Central Speaker of The Peoples Nation of Thsnes was frantic, already several towns and one major city had been covered in an odd hallucinogenic gas driving the local populations into frenzies worse than any riots. At first he believed that the United Confederacy and there alien allies had been the cause of it and almost declared war, however his military advisers had convinced him that something else was to blame. Many strange creatures had been seen in and around the city and towns were the gas was located. So he had closed off his borders and his allies borders and recalled all of his ambassadors to the homeland. He would deal with this quietly without any outside interference. After equipping his soldiers with the latest gas mask he marched in large groups of infantry as well as armored tank divisions. He also reinforced the borders with additional men and stepped up his counter espionage in order to keep out spies.

The diplomats were incredibly happy that their mission was a success. Returning to their individual countries of origin they quickly organized trade routes and began a brisk trade with the Fathe, sending communications equipment as well as whatever else the Fathe appeared interested in.
Many of the species created by light were at first distrustful of the messages they were recieving from the Karrn lands, even if the emperor was dead why should they believe those remaining? The Guardinals gathered and sent a message to each of the places they had recieved transmissions from, their message was simple "If truly you are not the ones that wished violence upon us ten prove it." they left it at that and waited for a response.