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Nulix took a pause at his name. He knelt down, placing his drink on the ground gently, and then rose again to face Bellatrix Swan. He was a god, in his own eyes. Whether the world acknowledged that or not was none of his concern. He had gone from nothing to one of the most powerful men to ever live. He was a god. Nulix Princeton was a god. He could almost say the words, he could feel them coming off his tongue. But when he looked at her face he felt petty. He felt like the kid flying a starship on Ceegum. But he wasn't, he was a god. Nulix Princeton did not just live, against the odds; he thrived. He had come from the ashes of a war torn hellhole that prided itself on its cheese and oil to having enough money to buy the area in square miles. He had gone from hiding in bar fights to ruling an army. He had gone from Nul of the U.O. to Nulix Princeton, Founder of the Princeton Corporation and largest share holder, making his worth over two billion Trinari. Nulix Princeton was a god.

He paused... Her eyes were the same.

"Hello Ms. Swan," Nulix said as he turned to face her, giving her a small smirk as he did. "I hope you're enjoying my party, and my ship. I see you brought Noxas with you. I hope he's comfortable."