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Starting Summary:35 years have passed since the War against the Reaper. 35 years of chaos, reconstruction and hope. 35 years since the journey of Commander Shepard has ended. And now a new journey begins. Accompany the young Asari Kysaek on her journey through a galaxy which is similar to our own, but still as different as night from the day.
Mass Effect 4Automatic Voice Verification:
“Welcome in the Database of the Galactic Immigration Agency of Illium, data will be verified.”Several data streams are activated and are transferred from A to B, suddenly it begins to flash red.
Automatic Voice Verification:
“Data Transfer incomplete, corrupt data, please confirm your identity.”Species:
Asari *Confirmed*
Name:
Kysaek *Confirmed*
Origin:
Thessia *Confirmed*
Last Job:
Asari Military Forces *Confirmed*
Current Job:
PGI – Peeks Galactic Industry *Confirmed*
Current Residence:
Illium *Confirmed*
Automatic Voice Verification:
“Data verified, transfer successful and saved, a wonderful day Mrs. Kysaek.”Published by the German Bioware ForumA German Community ProductionPain 87 Originalstranslated by Rabenkopf [ich]
Prolog“35 years ago the known galaxy faced it greatest threat, an enemy which had extinguished every life for billions of years and took the future away of many, still unknown, species….
Through the earnings of the still young humanity and especially one male human, the legend Commander Shepard, the Galactic Community was able to defeat the enemy, only known as Reaper, in a long and cruel war….
Even 35 years after the war the signs of it are seen on many planets, but still the reconstruction proceeds and everything seems to be good. But in many parts of the galaxy autonomous colonies had separated themselves from their home or were conquered by Warlords, which used the chaos and still use….
Riots range over every world and the once so harmonic peace between every species is more endangered then ever….” Gras rustling is heard. Hasty steps. Steps which underline the rustling and panting voices of several people. Like a shadow the first figure wearing a N7 armor is scurrying and then the next. Again and again they run like madman, pursued by fire of unknown rifles and striking grenades behind them.
N7 Human:
“Go, Go!”N7 Turian:
“Behind you Commander!”N7 Asari:
“Enemy is coming closer!”N7 Human:
“Take up a position behind these rocks! Let us sweep them out of the way!”A joint
“Yes, Sir!” is heard and shortly after this some hasty jumps and rolls follow as well like fortifying of a position behind the formation of smaller rocks, rifles at the ready. At the horizon, between the trees, figures appear, judging by the equipment mercenaries or pirates.
N7 Human:
“I hate this scum.”N7 Turian:
“We will destroy them.”N7 Asari:
“We are the Elite!”Together and serious:
“We are the N7!” On these words all three begin to fire and shoot down rather fast the first enemies, which try to hide behind the trees. A typical firefight flares up, accompanied by various verbal attacks, whereby the N7 live up to their reputation. They shoot down one enemy for every bullet, throw their grenades and hunt them out of their cover. More and more smoke superimpose the clearing and the fire stops finally. No sound is heard except the fading echoing of the shooting.
N7 Human:
“It looks like we are successful once again.”N7 Turian:
“Have you expected something different, Sir?”N7 Human:
“Of course not.”N7 Asari:
“This was nothing against the Elite of the Galaxy.”A joint
“Hooray!” is heard full-throatedly, only interrupted by an even louder voice.
N7 Turian Commander, loud speaking:
“Here you are!“ Hasty the three soldiers turn around to salute eagerly:
“Yes, Sir!”N7 Turian Commander, in a rough military voice:
“I see you have defeated the enemy like expected! Not for nothing we are the elite army of the Galactic Community, Shepherds of the Security and Order! Only the Spectres are ranked higher than us, but they are Mavericks, no army like we are!”Again a joint
“YES, SIR!”Voice:
“Oh come on, are you serious?”The Turian Commander turns around on the rocks and puts down his hands on the back.
N7 Commander:
“There is nothing we can’t do, nothing which can stop us, nothing which is impossible!" The Turian lifts his stare, his face is fixed totally.
“And what is with you?! When you come to the N7?! Help the Galaxy and secure it, like once the legendary Commander Shepard!”Voice:
“Come on, switch it.”Another voice:
“Soon.”The logo of the N7 is whirling around, which is why the Commander and the three soldiers are below the picture now. N7 written in silver and red writing is stamped on the picture.
N7:
“We are the Elite. We are the Guardians. Join us still today! We want you!” The Commander is pointing at the front.
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Will hier an dieser Stelle auf zwei Punkte hinweisen:
1) Pain du hast hier glaube ich einen kleinen Fehler gemacht: "es entbrennt ein typisches Feuergefecht der Stellungen,
begleitet von diversen verbalen Worten, wobei die N7 ihrem Namen alle Ehre machen,.."
2) Und schaut euch mal an was Hüter auf englisch bedeutet.
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