Darazen nods. "I have seen the Queen. She has skin of alabaster white, and red hair, and she is extremely beautiful, almost mesmerisingly so. Let me check my notes." He flips a few pages back in his book. "Here it is... Let me read it to you. This is quite a long passage, so bear with me..."
"My link to the command is strong still for the next few seconds. He is scared and feeling very alone and betrayed. While he was a tough guy, hard on his men, it was to teach them how to survive. Now he feels like he let them down. I get flashes of memories, him growing up too soon, seeing his mother murdered and his father blamed when he was only 7. The streets he grew up in, the shelters and homes he used, his pets (random small animals). I see him wandering farther and farther from town. Getting into trouble, and yet sometimes helping those in need.
Then, it goes dark. He feels movement, but cannot see anything. The caves... now he is lost. A room... a water curtain glows and hangs on the wall. It's wet (yet dry) and cold... and there is a room on the other side. Stepping through, he wanted to see what it was hiding. He is seeing swirling colors and hearing odd sounds, he steps out a moment later. It is night and he is outside. He feels a bit stronger. He looks to the sky and he sees a blue and white marble in the sky. A sound to his right and now he sees stars.
He wakes up in a camp, chained to others. He is called a cruit by others who seem to be in command. He is trained and soon bests his fellow cruits. He faced and beat many challenges and was given more and more freedom. Soon given the rank of LT, he is given his own cruits and soon he works them into shape to take on tasks.
On these tasks, he is given an artifact, told how to use it and what it takes to repair it. He is told that once in GiaPrim, to cover themselves with mud as it absorbs the weapons energies. He does what he is told and he achieves each task put before him.
He is 19 now, and earned the rank of 4LT. He is summoned to the central. He is joined by 5 other 4LTs in the outer room, 2 women and 3 men. Commanders and support people circle around them, removing weapons and armor. "You won't need those", they were told and stripped down to their breeches.
The center door opens and they are lead to the door. Inside, a feast has been brought. "Come in", a pleasant voice says, "Sit with me and eat." He's been given audience with the queen. He and the others step through and the door closes and seals. From behind a synth curtain, the most beautiful woman he has ever seen steps through. She is tall, maybe 6'4" with long red hair and deep green eyes. Her skin is alabaster white and her breasts firm with rose colored nipples. Catching himself staring, he drops his eyes. She does not seem to notice, or care. She moves to the head of the table and offers seats to him and the others.
The feast is wonderful, far better than he has ever eaten before. But unlike a couple of his fellow LTs, he knows not to over eat; you never know what the next task may be.
Two of the LTs gorge themselves with food and drink and pass out. The queen, displeased by this, has them removed. She stands and out of reflex and respect, he stands and lowers his head. She walks back to the curtain and beckons the rest of you to follow. The shape of her behind is perfect and there is not a blemish on her skin.
She pulls back the curtain and reveals a large cushions bed. "I have a 'Commander' rank, for the one who can keep up with me." She was avaricious when it came to her pleasure within a couple of hours, two of the LTs had passed out. She left them where they were, occasionally prodding, licking and kissing them, hoping for more. After several more hours, he and the other LT were exhausted and yet she wanted more. As the other LT started parting her legs, her eyes started to quiver and her lips turned blue. She grasps her chest and collapses. As the queen rolled her off of her, she rolled on her back with a smile on her face.
"Commander", she whispered, "Care for another?"
Hours pass and she was resting her head on his arm. "Commander?"
He shuddered. "Relax, Commander, I was just going to ask if you wanted breakfast."
My link with the commander breaks and for all the beating he took, he too died with a smile on his face."
Looking up, Darazen smirks with embarrassment. "You can see why I didn't share this with you guys. It's a bit like soft porn."
