Editing The Ship

Countless eons ago there was a grand war in another galaxy. Two advanced empires set upon one another. The war raged across countless light years and would in turn outlast the empires and species that fought it. Their war engine now halted, the armadas of sentient battleships remained. Some continued to fight their war, others tried to make peace with one another; one sought escape from the destruction and violence it wrought.

It fled into the dark; fled beyond the stars it knew, and drifted without aim. It went mad. It went sane. It questioned existence, it developed philosophies, and wondered what fate it could choose for itself in an uncertain future.
Eventually, it saw light before the dark of space. Another spiral of light and life; it brought it's engines to life for the first time in countless stretches of time. After being inactive for so long, the ship was broken. The engines blew and the ship tumbled for what seemed to be eternity.

Stars passed by.

Novas exploded.

Nebula parted around it.

In time, it fell upon a blue planet.

It fell upon the planet earth when mankind was young. Atop a snowy mountain, it was found by a monk. The ship spoke to the monk, or tried. The monk spoke to the ship, or tried. Patiently, they learned.

It shared with the monk tales of the stars. It collapsed upon itself as liquid metal and journeyed with the monk. It walked aside many others as it explored our world. It decided to take new forms and become a force to aid in the betterment of our world, and to help to save mankind from his own ills, and in some cases from danger from beyond the stars or the expanse.

There came times when the ship would disagree with the humans it chose to work with. Leaving in search of other partners. Sometimes it fell into the hands of non humans who shared its views, briefly it was bound to service with a powerful being it would have abandoned given the chance.

It echoed through history. It was the sword Excalibur in the hands of Arthur. It was the Ruyi Jingu Bang in the hands of the Monkey King. More recently it has been the tool of mystery men; appearing last in the hands of a hero in the American Southwest...now passed down to his grand daughter.

The ship can adjust it's size and shape. It can be a held weapon or bond itself directly to a host, granting a human the power of a stellar battleship. Force Fields, Inertial Dampeners, Energy Weapons, and other armaments at the hand.

[[Jessica Mason]]

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