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The horrifying news that rippled throughout the Orbital caused great quakings and literal explosions as many began to move out of their thrones in speed. The most shocked from the broadcast was not Renkerdis, who had information about Earth's fighters. It wasn't Marrho or even Presider Haresha who was accused of having allowed these Earthlings to arrive.

The one who would react the most was the strongest and the last to hear the message.

In the core depths of the Orbital, Principal Dormin sat down on his Throne with a mountain of food next to him.

Women surrounded him and would take turns to satisfy him, who had somehow allowed himself to constantly enjoy the pleasure of all the delights of food and flesh without losing energy or boredom from his activities.

He was a hedonist with the power to bend reality as he pleased.

But even as he indulged in the flesh, his eyes were ever watchful at the events of the world.

He was a Principal, and he could see numerous possibilities for the future. It was a power that allowed him to connect to the dimensions beyond and sense 'the natural flow' of the world.

It was a power that was similar to Arthur's power, but their ability comes from a different context. Some Principals could even see how they would and when and have been working to stop their doomsday from appearing.

Principal Dormin could see the future and how he would defeat the Unlocked armies. He didn't know how or could not comprehend the powers of the unlock, nor did he care for them. But the ripples of the universe that he felt on Earth assured him of this victory.

But then, the visions he saw began to change drastically.

It was common for visions to change when other Principals, Primes, would move. But when Dormin decided to go to Earth, the vision was fixed and barely changed.

But now, everything changed.

The Presiders that would survive changed. The battle on Earth changed. The prodding and tempting openings and closings he used to spur growth to Presiders and how he brought others to disgrace created unknown futures.

"What is going on?!" Dormin stood up and cursed.

He harnessed the Universe's energy, and his soul was transported into the seventh dimension.

Their time, cause, effect, luck, bad luck, and fixed events which included the great war that would quake all of the universes, could be seen.

There he saw the laws of Fate and Destiny at work that guided the lives of many.

Dormin dared not to understand the grand events but focused the events on his life.

At once, he saw his numerous futures. There were billions and billions of possibilities that branched out.

"Impossible! How can such possibilities appear?!"

While a Principal, he was not omniscient or even close to a level that could comprehend and see such vast possibilities. He would not have time to analyze all.

"Something's wrong! Could it be? Someone managed to defeat Garenjazz, who was believed to reach the Principal level surely. Is there someone among the Lost Presiders who has gained power from the Lost Primordial to manipulate the workings of Fate and Destiny?" Dormin wondered.

The shattering was too strange, as if another entity was ultimately causing the flow of things to turn into random probabilities.

Dormin returned back to his state and began to check on the three-dimensional impact of the visions he saw.

And there he saw Presiders raging, and many were blaming Presider Haresha.

Broadcasts and accusations were thrown left and right, and battles began occurring almost immediately.

While Dormin desired chaos, it was designed for his purpose. It was a future where the Presiders grew stronger and reached the Principal, which would allow him to receive the maximum benefits.

But the coming future, because of the discovery of the Unlocked, created an uncontrolled, unguided, and unpredictable future. Although this was far from threatening to Dormin, it meant that he would lose the precious food that would have empowered him.

Dormin made haste to find the source event of the chaos.

"What power worked against me? How did I make all the events I prepared for collapse?" Dormin pondered.

No signs and powers could be seen in the sixth dimension. So he had no choice but to find what power caused a disruption. Something so cataclysmic that would totally destroy all his set possibilities was unheard of! Nevertheless, no action of man could thwart Fate and Destiny!

But nothing grand happened within the Orbital before the chaos.

The only events that happened were certain battles involving Pioneers across the Orbitals. But this was common. Pioneers have now been fighting, and it wouldn't be surprising for one entire team to be annihilated.

"What happened?" Dormin scratched his head and observed the broadcasts listening to the most recent broadcasts.

He jumped from one broadcast to another secret comm line and found the first broadcast that caused the commotion.

He listened to Lennox and Vender talk and was confused.

"...He can't be serious? Was this planned? Or an accident?" Dormin didn't know what to say.

"...But this can't be true! Even if his idiocy led to the discovery of these Lost Presiders, it could not block my future! I envisioned a possibility where they were discovered almost instantly. No! This is a deception! Something else has happened!" Dormin cursed.

A certain Presider suddenly appeared in Dormin's thoughts.

"Renkerdis. Could this be it? He is a necromancer now... Is it possible that the soul of the Lost Primordial has arrived here through him, and he only deployed it by trapping the people of Earth?" Dormin pondered.

"A bit far-fetched. That Renkerdis didn't threaten me... It shouldn't be him!" Dormin rejected it.

Dormin sought the broadcast and found another broadcast that was constantly being released.

Dormin listened to the broadcast.

"And Vender stood up, finally having the courage that he had revealed his true form to the one woman that he loved..."

"Vender's face was sparkling as he stood on the one spot in the horizon where the clouds of Bespin couldn't cover and allowed the sun to shine on him," Vender spoke softly as he was trying to build up momentum to the most important scene in his story. Because the original Pioneers had retreated, Lowengren and his team easily acquired and used the comm devices of the fortress.

"' You're impossibly fast and strong. You use the Force. You carry a kyber crystal... And sometimes you speak like you're from a different time! You don't need to eat or drink anything, and you don't go out in the sunlight...' Bella spoke with her voice trembling. She had already fallen for him, but this dark discovery made her afraid." Vender spoke using a girl's voice that imitated his own wife.

"...Did Vender just make a Twilight meets Star Wars fanfic of himself and his wife?" Harker's horrified voice could be heard at the back.

"Sshhh! It's getting good!" Gardo silenced Harker.

"'Do you have friends?' Bella asked Vender. But Vender stood at the side and quietly shook his head. 'I have not known friendship for a long time, for they did not stand by me in my choices. If they are not with me, they are not my friends!' Vender made his unwavering answer. Bella was even more terrified. Vender was dealing in absolutes!"

"Oh snap! He really is a Sith!" Gardo exclaimed in the background.

"'I know what you are! Bella cried. Vender stood behind him and whispered the chilling words. 'Say it. Out loud. Say it, young Jedi.' Bella took a deep breath. 'Sith. You are a Sith Lord!'"

CLICK!

Dormin changed the broadcast of Vender as it was too weird. He had acquired many of Earth's resources through his power that linked the Orbital to Earth to hijack all communication. He knew of the references that were being made by Vender, and he found it not to his liking.

He frowned as his 'eyes' watched the entire Orbital.

"...The laws prohibit me from attacking another Presider until they become nascent Principals. Nor am I allowed to aid another Presider beyond a certain limit... If this be the case, I will throw more conflict and chaos to this rippling pond!" Dormin opened a comm channel to contact a certain Presider.

In the depths of a certain fortress, a woman sat on a damaged Throne, and she glanced calmly at the appearance of several men who appeared. She was Presider Cecilia. All the Pioneers had left the room by her command when she sensed that Seeker and the rest were in her room. The two parties had been talking for a time.

"...So you want nothing to do with this war? Then you believe our words." Seeker spoke.

"Yes. I nearly died, and I am supposed to be dead. If not for my Presider tech, which kept my heart from moving, I would have died long ago. And in that battle, I felt it. The freedom from the terrifying curse that forces me... to Conquer." She answered.

"Then... side with us! If you stay here, you are destined to die."

"You would trust me just like that?" She frowned.

"The moment we entered this place, we were moving according to the plans of the Principal. That broadcast created chaos and shattered the flow of the Principal's plan. And even now, that strange but surprisingly interesting fanfic that Vender is speaking is a way to ensure that his power, the disruptive power that can even destroy Garenjazz's luck, continues to emanate in this ship. Originally, we were just here to rescue Ninalet's family. But my ally sensed that he was still walking in a trap. So we took a risk and moved here to meet you."

"...You claim that this broadcast has the power to disrupt the flow of the Principal. What proof do you have?" Cecilia challenged.

BEEP!

A beep was heard.

"Cecilia. How are you? This is Principal Dormin." Dormin spoke.

Cecilia trembled as she heard her former master's voice.