The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

*Khalla-Nova: Abandoned Sector G.Gama; inside of a dead system*

"It is a clever disguise, that much is obvious, I wonder how long it took for them to fund such a grand structure..." Hudor hummed impressed as he stared at the highlight of a Dyson Sphere hiding a still living star inside of the system. "I am impressed, it covers everything!"

"Not just everything," Ikaris responded.

"This sphere is reflecting the space around the opposite side of itself perfectly, not only is there an entire system inside of it, but they managed to build this megastructure so fast that the Emporium still does not know where it resides, they are still searching, but nobody would expect life inside of a zone where cosmic radiation is so powerful it eats away at the ships that try to pass through it," She explained and the man seemed to shudder at her words, closing his eyes and shaking his head.

"How could they possibly survive here then?" Shar-Khan raised his brow inciting glances from everyone.

"Are you unaware that Vatui are Immune to almost all spectrums of Cosmic radiation?" Dina asked, and the man furrowed his brows. "Not just yor, but the Godslayer race is also immune to it, as long as cosmic radiation is produced through natural means they can withstand almost all forms without batting an eye, this system is the perfect place to hide."

"After the war there have been many other systems like these across all the Collectives, this is why the Resistance is so hard to get rid of, even when they are powerful, a mere human cannot withstand this kind of concentrated energy, it will seep into their bones and kill them, thus, these places are called Dead Zones, their miscalculation was believing that their enemies were as vulnerable as they were." Ikaris extended her hand and Dina took it and then Arla took Dina's next to her.

Seeing the pattern, Cosmo reached for Arla's hand but was rejected the right by the elf when she swatted his appendage away from herself and huffed.

"All of you stand still, I will guide us directly to our destination." Ikaris announced, her mana began seeping from her body and lingering in the air like a heavy brume, sticking to them and crawling across their bodies while the entire ship was filled with it.

A few seconds afterwards though the twelve of them were gone, reappearing on a small isle on the nearest world to the star wich was hidden from the outside.

"There are a total of four planets within this system; the first and closest to the star which we are currently on is the target destination, here has the highest concentration of Resistance fighters as well as the base of their leader, Ikaris Curt," Alpha announced after a few seconds of silence, but her words only led to more silence as Dina and the others stared at Ikaris flabbergasted.

"The leader of the Khalla-Nova Resistance-"

"Is a noble member of my house which was named after me by my late parents, this is why I have been trying to get in contact with him, but the man has ignored and refused me at every turn," Ikaris answered Zara with her gaze sharpening as she slowly ascended off the ground.

"Let us be off, I do not want to spend too much time loitering," She added before she angled herself and jetted off horizontally, leaving a trench in the water as she flew.

Without word, the other eleven took off after her, some leaping with the water as their foothold while the Arkadian gods, Dina, and Arla hovered like Ikaris did.

"Another member lived through the extermination of her house, this is shocking," Deja commented. "I would have been too terrified to approach Her Highness if I was a part of her house, I know she seems kine and all, but she is scary even with a warm smile, her strength makes me feel like an ant!" She commented.

"That is to be expected," Zara huffed as she too skipped across the water behind Ikaris and the others. "She is the true Heir to the Vatui throne and an absolute powerhouse feared by the Emporium, nothing she does will change the fact that she singlehandedly defeated the Tenth, the Ninth and the Eighth Generals under the Empire, you are right to fear her," She added.

"It is also fair that she be given tenfold the respect she had in the past, what she was then is insignificant to what she represents now," Hudor skipped next to Zara, humming when they all nodded.

"I have a bad feeling," Rem was standing by the windows of a tower which reached into the skies. "Boss, we should leave here while we still have a chance, the time has already passed, they could arrive any day now." He turned and looked at the man who was seated around a desk with his hands boastfully folded atop his chest.

"She made me gather my forces thinking she was going to attack as she said she would, but in the end she was a no-show, all that effort and I have no scars to show for it." The man, obscured by the light reflecting through the window chuckled.

"What do you mean by scars, Sir?" Rem looked at him funnily. "Ikaris Vestic is powerful, far more than she was before she disappeared, the last thing you want is to be facing her, trust me on that," He seemed to shudder at the thought and then looked outwards again.

"I do not want to be her enemy, but I especially never want to meet Sol Vestic ever again, he is a whole other being, unlike any godslayer I have ever seen or met-"

"Are you saying you would abandon my side if either of them showed their faces here, Rem, you forget who I was before this strange illness began eating away at my skin, making me grotesque and hard to look at, don't you?

I am many times more powerful than the Princess was in the past, even if she has returned after all this time she is still no match for me who has dedicated my entire existence to power?"

He asked the question with evident hostility, raising the energy within him until the air began shaking, resting his hand on the desk and causing it to crack and crumble beneath his palm from the slight contact, shattering as if it was glass. "Not even the Ninth General of the Emporium can face me, what can the lost princess -now turned into some lowly Godslayer's bedmaiden do?"

"I am only rambling Mr Curt, there is no reason for you to grow this heated," Rem chuckled nervously.

"The truth is I don't think I have a choice but to be at your side, none of us in this room do; she is just as insufferable as she was back then, rambling on about friends and loved ones, trying to do good everywhere she goes, I'd much prefer to destroy and loot than be such a being again, my days as a warrior for the good of the people have long expired," He glanced over to the side where another three people were seated in the shadows and then at Curt again.

Curt's hair was the signature Vatui white, but that was all there was to the man, his face, his arms, everything was obscured by bandages wrapping him up from head to toe. It would seem like an aesthetic choice considering who he was and how the powerful of each faction was something of an oddball.

In truth, he was hiding his appearence, underneath the cloth was a being scarred with the death and destruction of his own people, he was disgusting to look at even for himself, so he hid his sins from those he chose to decieve, making up the convincing lie that he had lost the fight against a higher ranking member of the Nine top Generals of the Emporium and had been left in a severe state that could not be healed, though he retained his power.

His lie only worked thanks to Rem and his other three most trusted selling it for him, they were the strongest, they had the people's trust and obedience.

"The point that I am trying to make is; Sol Vestic touched me and I was here again, I still don't understand how it happened but if he can do that then there's no telling whether he could just show up out of the blue and-" He stopped speaking and went still, looking outside again when his senses alerted him of something amiss on the outside, "Curt, Sir, head to a pod right now and use the teleporters." He balled his fists while the three in the corner stepped up next to him and stared outwards as well.

He did not even need to say what the issue was because alarms started going off all across the Island that their base was located on.

His eyes began glowing menacingly as he was backed up by the others and a shadow obscured his vision from the other side of the window, blocking the sun and casting itself onto him, eyes the shade of the oceans of mineral rich planets, hair as black as the starless great-beyond, and fair skin hidden under a casual set of clothing accompanied by eleven familiar faces.

"Ikaris is here."