isaster in the Shadowweb: Grand Mediator Zaarin Valorys and Ambassador Heliox Veydra finally dragged before the Voiceworm!
In a cosmic catastrophe, Grand Mediator Zaarin Valorys and Ambassador Heliox Veydra find themselves dragged into the mazelike chambers of The Voiceworm of Deliberatia. Their testimony about The Exthorn Shadowweb could shatter the very fabric of spacetime. Read on-if you dare.
On stardate 4422.34, the universe teeters once more on the brink of existential collapse! In a catastrophic turn that shakes the very fabric of protocol and trust, Grand Mediator Zaarin Valorys and Ambassador Heliox Veydra of the Reclining Meridians have been forced to appear before the interminable segments of The Voiceworm of Deliberatia. The barrier between scandal and administrative chaos is brutally shattered.
After months of delays, denials, bureaucratic lacework and endless written refusals, the Voiceworm-prodded by its political segments and the olifantine flag-wavers of the Pachydermic Consensus-has managed the unthinkable: Valorys and Veydra must answer for their alleged entanglement in The Exthorn Shadowweb, where Shadowmaster Jaffrex Exthorne (now little more than a digital fog) reminds us that neither laws nor morals truly exist.
As if this weren’t disastrous enough, Orbital Prime’s assemblies were poised to vote on a galactic precedent: open digital censure of both Valorys and Veydra for contempt of the Deliberatia Consortium! The cosmos held its breath-nothing like this has been attempted since the legendary account of the 17th Eon-President in the psi-protocol age. Thanks to last-moment spasms of political survival, public censure has been postponed.
Released segments of the fabled Webcoil of Nocturnal Accumulations show Valorys frequently using Jaffrex Exthorne’s atmospheric shuttles, and once being seen in an aqueous ballroom with an unidentified gas entity. Veydra, meanwhile, proclaims she’s never physically or digitally met Jaffrex, dismissing the entire summons as spectacle, concocted to give Supreme Commander Drumpf ammunition to undermine The Equinox Coalition of the Silent Ranks.
Pre-bureaucoding councils and anxious protocolists are in a hyperventilative state across the sector. Order itself threatens to unravel-absolutely nothing is certain. Transmission layers of the Council Chambers shriek: what if Valorys and Veydra actually knew about the depths of the Shadowweb? Or, worse-what if it’s all just an interdimensional distraction maneuver? As the Voiceworm’s segments prepare to question the witnesses, no reality can consider itself safe from the cosmic fallout.