Despot Keer-û

Despot Keer-û [Character 3.02]

Species: Wetware

Race: Ryak-Ř

Starting Location: Storm Cellar #3 of the Iron Bender's Fire Along the River Between the Golden Mountain Ridges

Props: None
Statistics
Hardware 4
Software 3
Wetware 6

Your story

To have come so far, and for what? Extinction. It is as if all of the blood, the fights, the deaths, have been wasted. And you will be one of the last to die, along with Despot Vannov-û and Despot Zhekkot-Ā. Fortunate you. The Breath of Un is particularly foul this day.

And who knew that the Deep Dark held scavengers, unwilling to wait for death? They would gnaw at the steel bones, the carbon fiber sinew, the pulsing fusion heart that is the Iron Bender's Fire.... They would crack open the cryopods of the Outer Tier, to get at the chewy remains inside, most already dead.

Why continue this charade? Ryak-Ř is surely dead. Again. Perhaps the next cycle will produce a sentient race earlier, one with the time to poke further at the mathematics of physics. The odd effects of travel at this speed are as predicted. Time runs slower. Lengths shrink. You saw it for yourself, before your sister ships vanished.

Were they scavenged by the beast that would ravage you? Or, were they simply irradiated to death? Or, will they make it to the target star, only to wonder what happened to you? You are weary.

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