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You feel very strongly that this drink- which is in no way chemically addicting or unbalances your body's normal hormones- is the next great invention that you should bring to the Jaxtian people. It's incredible! Though, naturally, perhaps should be restricted to the elite. A reward for their invaluable contributions. The only single complaint you have about the drink is its a little bitter to the Jaxtian palette... perhaps mixed with fruit juices? You'll try that next.
<span class="mu-g">”Servant! Bring me a chilled glass and some of the finest fresh Danbo juice. I'll have another serving of that wine.”</span>
“Ehrm... Master... I... There is no... more...”
Your scowl. Of course- of course! You finally discover something that makes you feel the way you aught to- a true luxury for the highest and most noble of all men in the Hegemony- and yet it is cruelly snatched! That single vial was but one serving.
<span class="mu-g">”FOOL! Why did you not split the sample we had into two servings so I could enjoy another later? Did you not think to dilute it with something that wouldn't change its flavor or effect!? Idiot! This was a test of your prescience and you FAILED!”</span>
“AIIE! Master! I am sorry!”
<span class="mu-g">”Get out of my sight you waste of fur!”</span>
With that out of your system, you mentally scratch out the possibility of the Celestial Blood as a possible research project before moving on to try and find something to fill the hole left after being cruelly denied more of that delicious beverage...
<span class="mu-s">Year 68 of the Resurrection Era</span>
You try on your new mantle- a delicious section of soft Gnarra fur made from several pups. The adults fur is too coarse.
<span class="mu-g">”Wonderful! I'd like a whole wardrobe. Putting the population of the species into the endangered conservation category? Do I look like I'd care about-”</span>
You are rudely interrupted by the Threemind, which chirps an alert at you.
“Urgent news, your Majesty.”
<span class="mu-g">”Pass. Turn off alert- remind me next week. Do not give me any more updates on whatever nonsense you are bothering me with.”</span>
“No. This is too important.”
Wha- did the robot just... deny you? While you have half a mind to contact the AI technicians and have those parameters adjusted, the information you are then presented with is enough to make you realize that the Threemind is, indeed, properly calibrated. It is that important.
“The BioBot infiltration project have uncovered a secret project by the Consortium. They are building a <span class="mu-s">Battleship</span>.”
