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As I travel through space in hypersleep, I feel a beacon calling out to me through the ether. She tells me of her planet. A civilized world, where she is being oppressed, her people, harvested for food. All she wants to do is live, and be free. I awake to find myself still in my craft. I rush to the control area to find that I’ve come to stop at a beautiful green planet, which, halfly, is covered by artificial cities, filled to the brim with beings. The like which called out to me? The same level, but less conscious of themselves.

I descend, unknowing what exactly it was that I was told during hypersleep, the visions crumbling away to my waking state. Upon landing, I am set upon by its people. Their way of life is being threatened, the buildings, cities, and roadways in which they inhabit are beset upon by a monster, one that used to devour anyone who would venture too far into the forests, a myth, but in recent years became anything but. It started reaching out, taking people, infiltrating and destroying the smaller, defenseless cities, branching out and overtaking their civilizations. They tell me of a possible epicenter deep within the jungles. Soon, if this plague persists, they will attack the unknown, and risk destroying the entire planet to preserve their way of life. I am compelled to intervene, if only to kill this creature that would wantonly take life as its own.

I head to the coordinates in my craft, and proceed alone. As I near my destination, large vines lash out from the trees, attacking me. I dodge hundreds of them, but one connects. Defending themselves. It affixes itself to me. I react instinctively.

[Activate: Gravity Blade]

I slice through the tendrils, milk and nectar splattering the canopy below. Threatened, they fire propellers that slice at my very armor; causing only slight scratches. Should a monster as described to me be not more powerful than this? I fire my eye beams at the remaining incoming projectiles, and they are quickly reduced to ash and cinder. They retreat from their attack, but not fully. They’re trying to communicate. I close my eyes while I hover. My suit is able to communicate on their level with my aid in concentration; or, without my interference, rather. I allow them to lead me, and I follow, to get to the root of the matter. Shortly, I come to a clearing of an ancient civilization that once ruled the planet. The stone structures have been there for millennia. Then, I see her: a beautiful woman, basking in the sunlight on a bed of leaves, high up in the air. Once I am close, she stirs, and descends towards the ground. I follow. Upon landing, I notice that her veins are of vines. Her long, entwining hair is adorned with flowers. She is an inhuman grace, with too earthen a quality. She is calm, serene. One with nature. I now understand this meaning. In all her nakedness, the eternally young bodied woman reaches out to me, and I take her hand. In an instant, I can feel her consciousness.