Gundam SEED Universe/Cosmic Era Universe

Any empty void of space, surrounded by a million stars, twinkle in peaceful sound. Then suddenly, a bigger portal opens up out of nowhere as a dozen space navy fleet comes out to enter a new galaxy. Behind them, an enormous super dreadnought leading as a flagship of these dozen of space fleets rallying on it. The size is 64KM of the super dreadnought flagship that would dominate everything in the universe.

And then, two more portals appear beside in the middle are two more super giant spaceships entering the galaxy along with their own navy fleets.

After the portals close down, a leading dreadnought flagship, Constitutional Authority, is first ahead to lead its whole fleet along with two super dreadnought-destroyers calling themselves the Dominion Enforcer as it has hundreds of armaments on its disposal.

Inside the expansive bridge of the Constitutional Authority, hundreds of naval personnel and officers were diligently performing their duties, ensuring the seamless operation of the ship. At the center of the activity, a towering Neotype Ogron adorned in a pristine white Admiral's uniform, Thralnir Aracklora, sat in his command chair. His sharp gaze scanned the bustling crew as they worked to maintain the ship's course.

A Neotype Wildkin Cat officer, his feline features framed by the standard navy uniform, approached Thralnir with a precise step. Pausing beside the Admiral, he delivered his report in a steady tone.

"Admiral Thralnir," the Wildkin officer began, his voice calm but confident. "We have successfully arrived at Omniverse No. 14564, designated as the Cosmic Era Universe. The coordinates have been confirmed, and the destination is accurate."

Thralnir gave a curt nod, his deep voice resonating with authority. "Good. I will inform the Supreme Leader personally." Rising from his chair, he turned to another officer nearby. "Commodore, take command until I return."

"Yes, sir," the Salvatian Commodore responded crisply, standing at attention.

Without another word, Admiral Thralnir strode out of the bridge, his steps purposeful as he made his way to deliver the news directly to the Supreme Leader.

...

Supreme Leader's Throne Room

Supreme Leader Xavier Salvador of the Sovereignty Republic of Salvatia, now 115 years old and thriving with the longevity of a Neohuman, bore the weight of centuries of struggle and triumph. His appearance reflected his enduring spirit—his black quiff of hair and ducktail beard adding a commanding presence that symbolized his evolution over decades. He had faced and conquered the Celestial Gods, the Devil King, and countless other threats, solidifying his vision of equality and coexistence.

Moments earlier, within the Omniversal Realm, Xavier stood before the Omniversal Observation God's Eye, an enigmatic construct that allowed him to peer into other universes. His gaze had fallen upon a particular universe embroiled in bitter conflict—a brutal race war between Naturals and Coordinators. The sight of senseless violence and systemic prejudice filled him with disappointment and disgust. Suppressing his rising anger, he steadied himself, knowing that destruction born of rage would achieve nothing.

Taking a measured breath, Xavier resolved to act decisively. He convened the National Congress, presenting them with a detailed account of the atrocities he had witnessed. Through vivid projections, he exposed the horrors of persecution, discrimination, and genocidal ambitions fueled by racial supremacy. His arguments were impassioned, compelling the Congress to recognize the moral imperative of intervention. Their decision was unanimous—they would not stand idle in the face of such injustice.

The Supreme Leader's speech to the nation was fiery and resolute. He condemned the universe's race war with unrestrained fury, declaring that the Sovereignty Republic would intervene to establish order and eradicate speciesism. For the sake of unity, equality, and coexistence, he announced his intention to bring retribution upon those who perpetuated hatred and violence. The citizens, deeply moved by his words, overwhelmingly supported his declaration of war against both factions. Xavier vowed that those responsible for racial supremacy and mass destruction would face justice.

Commanding a dozen naval fleets, Xavier led the charge. The Omniverse Portal Manipulation Center opened the gateway to this fractured universe, allowing his forces to traverse dimensions. As the ships sailed through the infinite expanse, Xavier stood before the wide glass screen of his flagship, gazing at the stars. In the background, a hauntingly beautiful melody played—a piece of music he had discovered during one of his secret visits to another world.

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The elevator doors slid open with a quiet hiss, revealing Admiral Thralnir stepping into the grand throne room. The chamber exuded an aura of authority and mysticism, with its high vaulted ceilings and faintly glowing aetheric patterns etched into the walls. Dark Knights, the Supreme Leader's elite personal guards, stood like immovable sentinels on either side of the room. Each bore a dark aether spear radiating a menacing red energy, their silent presence a testament to their unyielding loyalty.

Thralnir advanced with purpose, his boots echoing softly against the polished floor. Stopping before the imposing throne, he stood at attention and spoke with measured respect.

"Supreme Leader, we have reached the correct destination in this universe," he announced firmly.

The throne slowly rotated, revealing Supreme Leader Xavier Salvador seated with an air of composed authority. His piercing gaze met the Admiral's, his expression both thoughtful and resolute.

"I see... That is good," Xavier replied, his voice calm yet charged with intent. "Soon, we will take this war into our own hands and bring it to an end. Inform everyone to be prepared. When the time comes, we will venture onto their battlefield with our forces fully armed and ready. I will personally make the announcement to the entire fleet."

Thralnir gave a sharp nod. "Understood, Supreme Leader. Brilliant, indeed. I shall make my way to the bridge at once."

He turned to leave, but Xavier's voice halted him mid-step.

"No need to walk all the way there," the Supreme Leader said, raising a hand. "Here."

With a subtle gesture, Xavier conjured a swirling portal of shimmering energy, its glow bathing the throne room in soft, otherworldly light.

Thralnir turned back, his expression touched with genuine gratitude. "Thank you, Supreme Leader. How kind of you."

He bowed slightly before stepping through the portal, which closed behind him in a ripple of energy. Now back on the bridge, the Admiral wasted no time. He moved to the central console and pressed the button to activate the fleet-wide communication system. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he spoke into the microphone, his tone weighty with purpose and resolve. He stood before the wide screen displaying the vast cosmos, his voice steady and commanding as it echoed through the communication channels of the Salvatian fleet.

"Attention, warriors of Salvatia," he began, his tone resonating with unwavering authority. "This is your Supreme Leader, Xavier Salvador. We have finally arrived at our destination in this universe—a realm torn apart by conflict between the old human race, known as Naturals, and the genetically enhanced Coordinators. Both factions have waged war with the intent to annihilate the other, each striving for species supremacy."

He paused, allowing the weight of his words to settle over the fleet before continuing.

"I declare that neither side is worthy of superiority. The Naturals, driven by jealousy and hatred, label the genetically gifted Coordinators as 'un-human' and 'abominations,' seeking to exterminate them under the guise of preserving a pure human race on Earth. Their xenophobic and speciesist views have not only fueled conflict but also ravaged their planet and the surrounding space."

Xavier's gaze darkened as he spoke of the other side.

"Meanwhile, the Coordinators of PLANT and ZAFT, arrogant in their belief of being created superior, look down upon those they consider lesser beings. Their ideals of supremacy are equally intolerable. This war—born of prejudice and the desire to destroy the other—has left a trail of persecution, atrocities, and indiscriminate death, staining the very fabric of this universe."

He rose to his full height, his presence commanding as he delivered his decree.

"As the Supreme Leader of Salvatia, it is my rightful duty to step out of the shadows and intervene. Both sides will be eradicated to establish a new order under my rule—an order that will protect those who seek peace and freedom from the suffering caused by war and persecution. Those who cling to their delusions of species superiority will face justice, swift and without mercy. They have become the embodiment of speciesism and supremacist ideologies, and thus, they are our enemies."

His voice grew louder, infused with passion and resolve.

"To my loyal soldiers of Salvatia, today, we declare war on both the xenophobic Naturals and the supremacist Coordinators. Together, we will bring an end to this senseless conflict and forge a future of unity, equality, and coexistence. Long live Salvatia! United per imperium!"

The fleet erupted in unison, the voices of thousands reverberating through the ships like a battle cry.

"Long live Salvatia! United per imperium! Long live Salvatia! United per imperium! Long live Salvatia! United per imperium!" Today, we declare war on both xenophobic nations of Naturals and Coordinator supremacists to bring an end to this conflict once and for all! Long live Salvatia! United per imperium!

Their chant carried across the fleet, a resounding declaration of their resolve to reshape the universe in the image of their Supreme Leader's vision.

All Salvatians (echoing): Long Live Salvatia! United per imperium! Long Live Salvatia! United per imperium! Long Live Salvatia! United per imperium! Long Live Salvatia! United per imperium! Long Live Salvatia! United per imperium!