The Ultimate Host

King Linear was extremely pissed. He picked up the coordinates of the assault on Gornji ripping it to shreds. He picked up a bottle of wine guzzling the entire bottle down until no more remained. He tossed the glass bottle on the ground gritting his teeth. Even though King Linear was rich he hated the sight and stench of defeat. He heard footsteps approaching in his chambers. He immediately pulled out a plasma gun. It was just Prince Linear. His son's name was Jacob Linear while his name was Jordan Linear. "Admiral Leonard has failed us." Jordan pulled out another bottle of wine guzzling half the bottle down tossing the bottle to the side. "I have a plan," said Jacob. "Since we lost the assault on Gornji one of our posts has been breached causing us to lose some of our major assets." If this continues we will go bankrupt." "Bankrupt?" "We will never go bankrupt." We have enough money for five different lifetimes. "You are out of your fucking mine boy." "No, I am not." 'You see we are alliances with the Council Of Fate Empire who recently picked up another ally." "The great assassin Hanzo Hattori. "So what the fuck is your point boy?" We should show and express all of our power during the main war. "When it occurs we will crush the Resistance within the palm of our hands." Jordan began smiling. He picked up a piece of sweet bread eating the entire thing licking the sugar off his mouth.

The Octagon.

Cornileus Advent The Forth gladly made an agreement with The Resistance. He decides to make a deathly machine army for Odin and Hades. He developed a sense of something called getting out of retirement. Cornelius already made over twenty thousand different types of machines for Odin and Hades already for five hours.