Let’s just start at the beginning.
A very, very long time ago, there was a god who was covered in sticks named Krampus, and he fell in love with a beautiful being made of light and song named Barbelo, and together they made the story of Christmas and waffles and all things good oh and also Viktor.
This was very, vary Bad according to their people, and they were hunted. Together they began a resistance against Injustice. Shortly after, others joined them, and then Injustice became Opression, and Resistance became War.
The Xu and Angelic who bred together created powerful entities called the Nephilim, hiding them across the galaxy to protect them from being massacred by both their peoples.
They are Chosen by Destiny, and all the capital letters of the alphabet still cannot emphasized how Fucked This Is.
Krampus also implied something about reincarnation, but that’s for the next bottle of vodka, not this one.
Did I mention there were also dragons? And that they are fascist slavers?
Zathu, their leader or governor or ambassador or some fuck off cockwangle job seemed to say that all of Cori being enslaved was fair payment for their engagement of war with the Xu, and that also after the war they would take everything and rule it. I think it goes without saying that Rue said no. It is surprising, however, that she also didn’t kill anyone.
Back on Cori, (In Cori? With Cori?) the Mecha Lucifer was invaded by Angelic code that seemed to arm it against Cori itself; she and Sunny took the Monitor to attempt to disarm it, and they succeeded. Sunny insists the Angels have surpassed the technology they had before, and that they sent her a message. Cori disagrees.
Wyrd is comprised of gorgeous space faring dragons and buildings of ice that catch the sun and explode into the full spectrum of light, who are also fascist pig slavers, and use a different password from a private mafia blog to allow docking privilege every seven Wyrd days. There is a Xu there, under house arrest. His name is Krampus. Viktor is the son of fucking Krampus. And an Angel. Can I say again that Angels are real? And that no one fucking pays me enough fucking money for this job?
And that Rue didn’t kill anyone THIS TIME but I still apparently work for her?
And that I think Sunny ate someone while they had downtime on the DRAGON PLANET?
And that this fucking cockroach stole my drugs??
—the log of Damien Bechtel
—Captain of the Stellar Lady
—Day 12 without Cocaine