Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-26084195-20150417202642/@comment-25344655-20150514000915

A transmission cut inbetween their conversation (and also Glosur unknowingly sent this to Eureka and other cosmic beings) of a video, of a dwarf that had the same clothes as glosur, but a different face. the clothes were tattered and they were on a ship. (Its from the future, before you say impossible let me continue)

"Hello, Hello, Creuss high command, this is Glosur. I am calling you from a tear in time and space, this is costing me a large amount of energy to do this but *Transmission cuts out for a few seconds* -Need you to fight, this Universe will burn under their reign, I have used all the power from my planetary shielding system to, well shield the Galaxy, but it only has enough power for an Hour, this was Project:Karzathros, please Ghosts you must fight these creatures, not for our sake, for the universes. I don't want to use this, (he holds up the button to destroy the Galaxy) I really don't! The *Transmission cuts for another few seconds* -destroyed I cant hold this out much longer, the Razorbirds have me surrounded, I am near their homeworld. if I can-"

The ship shakes and alarms blare as a battle rages around Glosur, A razorbird charges him but Glosur kills it, but another comes and shoots Glosur in the heart, golden light starts to emit from his hands and face.

"I am b-begging you! please! Help us! Hel-"

Glosur starts to regenerate, but the Razorbird gets scared and shoots him again, cutting off his regenerative cycle, killing him instantly. For good. The last thing you hear is the ship saying:

"GALAXY DESTRUCTION DEVICE ARMED, EXPLOSION IN 5, 4, 3, 2, 1-"

Transmission cut