ROOOOOOOOOOOAR—CRASH-BOOM!
Across the final one hundred outer-rim galaxies of the supercluster, the King of Doom’s [Cosmic Supply-Line Blackout Storm & Absolute-Cold Asteroid Hurricane] slammed down across the hyperspace lanes like a wall of black iron!
Billions of jagged, continent-sized dark-matter boulders—encased in fifth-dimensional extinction frost and spinning at ten thousand miles per second—clogged every navigation channel between the middle rim and the outermost 100 Galaxies!
Inside the storm, spatial teleportation was jammed by chaotic dark-matter turbulence, and the old, crumbling asteroid roads that the outer-rim worlds relied on for coal, grain, and medicine were smashed into impassable rubble fields!
On the bridge of [Peace & Full-Belly Mothership #1], the navigation officer reported urgently as the lead soup-kitchen ships braked at the edge of the churning black hurricane:
“Steward Fu! Physician Qin! The King of Doom’s dark-matter asteroid storm has completely blocked the hyperspace lanes to the outermost one hundred galaxies!
Our Soup-Kitchen Motherships are too wide to squeeze through that dense dark-matter rubble without shaking the soup cauldrons—and on the planets behind the storm, temperatures are dropping fifty degrees an hour! Unless someone clears those dark-matter belts and lays down three hundred solid asteroid highways within twenty minutes, the soup trucks and coal ships won’t reach the outer rim before nightfall!”
