LORDS OF THE GALAXY Part 1
LORDS OF THE GALAXY, Part 1: Mul The Enterpriser (Excerpt from To Live and Die on Mars Vol XVI - Troy) The realm beckoned. Amara stood at the center of the void, his boots planted on nothing, the galaxy sprawled beneath him in shimmering holographic splendor. Stars burned cold and distant, their light warped by the gravitational lens of the Menu's projection. Planets spun in lazy orbits, each tagged with flickering data streams—population stats, resource yields, political affiliations. A chessboard made of solar systems. Across from him, Mul materialized like a shadow given form. His obsidian skin drank in the starlight, the diamonds embedded along his neck and face catching the glow in jagged bursts. The gems weren't just decoration—they were his Menu, his memory, his goddamn soul. "Happy belated birthday," Mul said, voice smooth as asteroid dust. Amara didn't smile. "Time's a construct." "So's politeness." Mul flicked ...