Phoebus
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Log #99999
Experimentation on Chirgay
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Chapter I: A basis of research
The ninth orbital position in the Dathomir system, Chirgay was an ice ball-planet that was orbited by a singular, small moon. Known as a desolate and lifeless planet, Chirgay was uninhabited and studied by no one. Liking the desolation of the planet, Phoebus immediately set her course for Chirgay and soon landed on the planet with the Fallen Order.
As her subordinates set up a decent establishment for her to reside in, Phoebus surveyed the area with her eyes and enjoyed the emptiness and silence that surrounded her. Sitting down and beginning her meditation, she tuned herself to the spiritual realm and opened her third eye to the world around her.
The spirits responded to her in silence, and the silence was tranquil and reassuring. Yet as she listened closer, she heard the silence thrumming and throbbing slightly. Something close, yet obscured and muffled called out to her like a lighthouse's bright lantern surrounded in dense fog. Opening her eyes, she found herself with new purpose to discover what had called out to her.
Log #99999
Experimentation on Chirgay
⎉
Chapter I: A basis of research
The ninth orbital position in the Dathomir system, Chirgay was an ice ball-planet that was orbited by a singular, small moon. Known as a desolate and lifeless planet, Chirgay was uninhabited and studied by no one. Liking the desolation of the planet, Phoebus immediately set her course for Chirgay and soon landed on the planet with the Fallen Order.
As her subordinates set up a decent establishment for her to reside in, Phoebus surveyed the area with her eyes and enjoyed the emptiness and silence that surrounded her. Sitting down and beginning her meditation, she tuned herself to the spiritual realm and opened her third eye to the world around her.
The spirits responded to her in silence, and the silence was tranquil and reassuring. Yet as she listened closer, she heard the silence thrumming and throbbing slightly. Something close, yet obscured and muffled called out to her like a lighthouse's bright lantern surrounded in dense fog. Opening her eyes, she found herself with new purpose to discover what had called out to her.