A machine creature of metal and hate. This being has identified itself: Dalek. A new word to this reality, but it will soon mean death and terror. #Destati
@InsurgentSun A second sun blossomed over Felucia as the sky boiled, and exploded, leaving a hole in creation, and cracking the world around it. The entire surface of the universe splintered, leaving only a hole that looked into…nothing. The no-place. The silent realm. The lost-
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"WE HAVE WAITED LONG FOR THIS ULTIMATE DESTINY, VARON KINER." The blue declared. "AND WE SHALL MARCH INTO THIS NEW ERA TOGETHER."
The black remained silent, watching Kiner intently.
"WITH THIS WORLD THAT YOU GIVE US, WE SHALL BUILD AN >
@InsurgentSun -heaven. And from unseen depths an army came.
Ten by ten, Daleks poured forth like water bursting a dam, their bases glowing blue as they glided through the air, forming a perimeter, until hundreds of Daleks stared down with detached apathy.
Then came others, gunmetal grey, -
@InsurgentSun < came. "WE THAT FLED INTO THE VOID ARE ALL THAT SURVIVE. THE DEVICE IS ABOARD."
A high-pitched whine in his ears and the smell of ozone filling his nostrils as it strained against the restraints. “RELEASE ME, AND RETURN MY WEAPON. WE WILL >
@InsurgentSun < crack was being forced wider, further breaking down the barrier between worlds. Something in the dark beneath the stars was pushing its way through. And finally, like a fractured window, shattered.
Through the breach came a bronze sphere the >
@InsurgentSun < LOCUSTS, MOVING FROM UNIVERSE TO UNIVERSE, DEVOURING. WE FLED INTO THE VOID, SEARCHING FOR A NEW HOME. OUR KNOWLEDGE OF THEM IS INCOMPLETE, BUT WE BELIEVE WE POSSESS THE MEANS OF STOPPING THEM. OUR SURVIVAL IS YOUR SURVIVAL. PERMIT OUR >