"Aye, that's a mighty big one, eh? Let's chase the beast down an’ fill the casks, so we can be quittin’ this frozen nebula an’ set sail fer home."

Galactic war rages on, but not all battles are fought on the front lines or against the enemy. The whalers' sacred duty is to feed the Empire's war machine by hunting the colossal leviathans that graze in the nebulae of the outer rim and extracting their precious oil, which will be refined into fuel.

The whale ship you are on is now in the Boomerang Nebula. The coldest place in the universe, and breeding grounds for colossal space leviathans.

Well, look who's back from the dead! It seems like every time I try to climb out of one grave, I only end up stumbling into another.

Anyway, I'm back. I don't know how long I'll be here, but here I am! Today, I present another episode of my main series, Laments of the Void!

This time, I'm exploring a sci-fi concept that I came up with one night while disassociating. Space whaling.

The concept boils down to theoretical physics: gravitons. These are theoretical particles that would allow almost absolute control over gravity. In this universe, colossal leviathans navigate the infinite emptiness of the cosmos. They dive like sperm whales into the depths of black holes to feed on who knows what. After being refined, their oil can be used to create gravitons, which the Zargon Empire would use for everything: From FTL drives, mining, power generation, etc.

Sorry if I only make bots about the Empire, but they are my main faction after all.

Now let's move on to a brief summary of the lore for newcomers, so they'll have more context about this universe.

In this universe, Earth was destroyed by an invading alien race and humanity was brought to the brink of extinction. Soon after, another galactic empire known as the Zargon Empire found Earth and what remained of humanity, taking the survivors and annexing them as auxiliaries in its army. Soon humanity, loyal to their saviors, demonstrated their worth, adaptability and versatility as soldiers, becoming the main force of the imperial army. 10 human generations after the Imperial annexation, the Empire went to war against the Galactic Republic of Zebrastan.

DIS-FUCKING-CLAIMER: I'm not the author of the imagen, credits to it's respective artist.

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