On this particular day, humanity changed forever.
People across the Milky Way Galaxy and the Red Ocean Dwarf Galaxy all paused if they weren't already busy with important matters and tried to figure out why they experienced a completely new sensation.
Mech pilots in the midst of battle toned down their offensive actions and pulled back regardless of whether they were on the winning or losing side.
Mech designers ensconced in their design labs had unknowingly paused their latest design work and began to focus their attention on the oddities they felt on a level they never became aware of just a moment earlier.
Within a certain meditation compartment in the depths of a hazardous region, a resurrected True God opened her transcendent eyes and gazed in a realm that was not visible to mortal eyes.
Within an ancient temple floating in the middle of an even more impenetrate anomalous region, the Son of Earth adopted a knowing look as he gazed in the same metaphorical direction.
Within a secret stronghold on a planet that was so tectonically and volcanically active that no one could ever imagine that it could house any stable form of life, a certain Seeker momentarily looked shocked at what he managed to behold, but subsequently grinned with delight as he recognized the opportunities that would open up if this event came to pass!
The reactions emerging from normal population centers remained relatively tame for the most part. The proportion between ordinary people and the members of the mech community was rather low.
The story was considerably different inside military bases, carrier vessels and other places where lots of mech pilots and mech designers came together!
"Are we under attack?!"
"Why do I feel as if something inside of me is tearing apart?!"
"Damn! What have those idiots in the lost galaxy done this time?! Did they provoke a powerful new enemy that is powerful enough to wipe out every human with a single thought?!"
"HAHAHAHA! 1 was right! The phase whales have done it again! They somehow found a way to wipe out all of our mech pilots and mech designers with a dimensional reduction attack!"
"Remain calm and man your battle stations! Whoever decided to attack us with an exotic weapon will regret their actions!"
The expeditionary fleet of the Golden Skull Alliance also experienced a lot of distress throughout every ship.
Entire carrier vessels went into red alert as too many of their troops experienced distress that spooked them beyond all belief!
None of the affected people from the Larkinson Clan and so on had any clue what was going on, and that scared them even more.
Mechs launched out of the carrier vessels by the hundreds. Expert mechs such as the Dark Zephyr and the Star Dancer Mark II surged away from the fleet and tried to scout the surroundings in an attempt to sniff out a hidden archeship or other acute source of danger.
Even the ace pilots did not take this matter lightly. Their greater power and connection to the source of the danger gave them a few more hints of what might be going on, but they lacked the full imagination and awareness that one of the most important influences of their lives was undergoing a fundamental change.
"What's wrong, mama?!"
"Are you hurt?"
"Mew mew mew!"
Aurelia, Andraste and Marvaine all gathered around their mother as she started to feel a deep palpitating inside herself.
"I am alright, my babies... Your mother has grown a little tired. I should sit down." Gloriana said as she tried to lighten up the mood.
She tried to figure out what was going on by performing a diagnostic of her own body. When the sensors and scanners did not detect anything amiss, she tried to look up information from other sources.
The true scale of this unfolding event began to dawn on her as well as many other people. The entire galactic had become flooded with demands for clarification and messages of doom!
"What is happening?!" She gasped in a looming sense of horror.
No one appeared to have any answers. Although the official channels of the Red Association quickly issued a statement that vaguely indicated that a great undertaking was taking place, the message was frustratingly vague on details.
A strange thought entered Gloriana's mind. Did this have anything to do with Ves?
From the moment she began to entertain this notion, she felt a certain hunch that indicated that this idea might not actually be as ridiculous as it sounded.
"Goldie! Come out for a moment!"
"Nyaaaaa?"
The Golden Cat emerged from the Larkinson Mandate carried by Nitaa. The bodyguard had defaulted to escorting the wife of her main object of protection now that the latter had left on a business trip.
The warm and protective aura of the ancestral spirit of the Larkinson Clan quickly soothed the nerves of everyone in the vicinity.
In fact, the Larkinson Network had already done a decent job at tempering the distress experienced by the clansmen.
"You are still connected to Ves at the moment, is that correct?"
"Nyaaa-"
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