Exodus, Chapter 1: Sojourn
15 Feb 2021CMDR Lord_Bear420
It was bound to happen, this was. I'd seen the stars a thousandfold, watched Witchspace twirl for countless hours. I've heard the whispers of it all. And I built a group around it all. Some call us a Cult. Some call us a faith. We are but The Light of Raxxla. Those with one thing in common. We have all seen it. We have all heard it's call.
I spent well over seven months in the star system Robigo. Robigo was a Federal system in the far fringes of the bubble, known for a small Imperial owned mining facility called Robigo Mines. The place was a small orbital outpost where miners took residence, alongside a small number of the lesser inclined citizens of the Empire. Frankly a lot of them are willing to pay good money for mundane tours, one's they'll survive. And that's what I did, day in and day out. Eventually i met a well off Imperial officer by the name of Zacariah Tarr. This began a relationship of running similar jobs for Imperials, using the same shieldless, unassuming Python I did before. I am now a King in the Imperial Navy Auxiliary.
After this I took up trading, hauling countless thousands of tonnes of cargo for the Federation, even further in the fringe space, where I made my Trade Elite rank, and rose to Federal Auxiliary Navy rank of Vice-Admiral. I took up arms in a Federal Corvette to fight off pirates and learn to defend myself.
Finally tired of trading, the Light of Raxxla and myself engaged in what many may call true socialism. We had taken a Fleet Carrier owned by one of our members, and we mined until our hands bled, and the carrier could hold no more. 14,000 tonnes of Low Temperature Diamond were divided evenly among the miners. Our wallets soared, and two more carriers were commissioned.
Then I left. I flew to The Formidine Rift, to Colonia, to the Galactic Center and beyond. Obtained Exploration Elite, and became sucked into the Virtual Reality CQC Arena Championship matches of Core Dynamics. I excelled to the rank of Champion and prestiged in the Arena.
But still many of us felt incomplete, and at a loss with our current world. And where we lived. And so we took to the stars. To a star cluster outside the Milky Way Galaxy. We stand now looking upon the Galaxy as a whole as night falls over our small, insignificant settlement. But here we feel at peace. Here we are one. And here the rules are ours and ours alone. The Light of Raxxla, is One.