Dialect and The Legate flew together in the darkness, silence was the moment.
So how did you get out of Dahomeyia, Dialect asked, and The Legate said, Atonement.
I knew I had to crown Message with the new Dahomeyian Rulership, hubris was in my breath.
Because I thought she deserved it after all the pain I had brought her through this death.
I went through the Great Beyond looking, but I could not find her in her presence.
But I felt in my heart she was there, even though she was trapped in an angry essence.
As I was traveling I saw a load with her inside unconscious, I pierced a hole to free.
Then I left before she would wake up, and know that it was me.
What will Message do when she sees you Dialect asked, and The Legate said I don’t care.
I am done wandering from Realmic Span to Realmic Span, I will make my last stand there.

The Nova Knights prepared to leave, and Dragon-Man dreaded that soon was his trial.
Then Message said, The door is locked, and Breastplate-Bearer no longer had a smile.
Shark-Devil called out in the darkness, Message, this should bring back memories.
Breastplate-Bearer said, We have to get out and Dragon-Man grimaced and said My enemy.
Lady of the Night warned, The Isotrain Mechanism will not open as long as we are imprisoned.
Dragon-Man asked The Dragon-Power, How do we get out, and the Dragon Power said, **** him.
Dragon-Man ran down the stairs to the Holdment, and pressed his watch to the stand.
But it was no use, the Isotrain Mechanism refused to open or respond to his command.
Breastplate-Bearer called out, Hey if we will die, at least we died together strong.
Dragon-Man curtly replied, I don’t intend on dying, when my trial would prove me wrong.
Suddenly the Ararian Tower was opened, and the skies were filled with rain.
There is only one man that can do this, Drent said, and I thought I would never see him again.

The Legate touched down near the Tower, and Dialect ordered the Diablo Robots to assemble.
Message watched from the Tower unmoved, because her heart was hurting still.
Dragon-Man urged, Our fight is outside, now that we can go and leave the Tower.
Be careful with these Shark-Devil, called out the wise counsel of the Dragon-Power.
Dragon-Man said, Breastplate-Bearer, you will pilot the Isotrain Mechanism for fire.
Lady of the Night, take out the Paroah Chariot as a Battlefare Platform when things get dire.
Shark-Devil said, I will end you all, The Federation and the hopeless The Legate as well.
The Legate I hope you enjoyed your time at the Great Beyond, this time you are going to hell!
The Legate stepped down, and said, I would like to have a moment with my daughter.
Officer Thon noticed, Could not hurt for a family reunion, before we begin the slaughter.

The Legate went to Drent and Message, and they both looked on him displeased.
The Legate fell down to a Coronation Stance, with one hand down and forward knees.
What are you doing? Shrieked Message, and Drent coldly said, Father this is embarrassing.
The Legate replied, I am claiming the Dahomeyian Rulership as my own, so I can give it in.
You see, I kept the Coronation Verdict on me to give it to Message as Imperial Candidate promoted.
But Drozen interrupted the proceedings with his violence so I held on to it instead.
When I came back to where our home planet was, all of the inhabitants were dead.
Message I warned you about that mercenary fool, but you refused to take heed.
I was stripped of my Dahomeyian Rulership for unbecoming conduct of greed.

Message was speechless, and she did not know what to think or tell.
Shark-Devil mocked, I’ve always wanted to **** a king, and now one is available.
Father get up, Message pleaded, We would need you in this Battlefare to live.
I fear it is too late for me, The Legate intoned, and fell backwards over the cliff.
Message cried out No, as Drent had to be restrained from going after him.
Then Message took the Coronation Verdict and said, I am now the Federation Helmetchief.
As holder of the Dahomey Leadership, Shark-Devil I condemn you to death.
You and what army, Shark-Devil asked, and Dialect said, The Diablo-Robots of the Numberless Clans
And Drent said, the Patriot Knighthood Way stand by them to lend a fighting hand.
Shark Devil your transgressions are ended, said a voice that pierced the darkness.
Flying down from the skies with the Federation on Centaur-Raptors who shook the earth.
The Federation is assembled and now is the time to answer the cry for relief.
It was the Covenantal Project, who came by piercing the Presenceless Weave.
Shark-Devil yelled out Charge, and the Ongolic Horde stepped forward to Battlefare stand.
The Covenential Project told Message, All we wait for your Rulership is for you to say the command.