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Chapter Seventy - I Just Want The Sky On Fire

"You know that saying, 'there's always a bigger fish?' well, it ain't true. Eventually you hit whales and there's nothing bigger.

But with the Antithesis? The Anathema? Yeah, with them, there really is always a bigger fish."

--Back Grounder, during Samucon panel interview, 2038

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I never considered it before, but the sky being on fire really was quite pretty. I think it was the red and oranges contrasting well with all of the deep blues. Then there were suddenly long streaks ripping through the boiling balls of fire above. Tiny black forms that unfurled into massive antithesis forms.

I zoomed into one of them, trying to take in as many details as I could. It looked like a model... twenty-two? Those big pterodactyl looking ones. I remember almost getting messed up by one when I was a brand new baby samurai.

This one's body looked a little larger, and its wings were stubbier and covered in strange ridges. Feathers? Meat flaps? I wasn't sure from so far away. It could be anything. Maybe some sort of biological thing that allowed the bastards to fly their way through space?

They were followed by more. Aliens dipping through the screen of fire that Gomorrah had put up. Some were smoking and charred, but plenty more seemed fine.