Transformed into Cosmic Horror in a Sci-Fi Universe – 4


    <strong>EP.4 Wormhole</strong>


    Beep beep beep—


    “?!”


    “What’s going on now?”


    The Gctic Union Headquarters’ Space Environment Management Department, responsible for detecting energy fluctuations across the observable universe, was thrown into chaos by the sudden rm.


    Leus, a member of the ‘Lubaran Race,’ the great race known for their superior technology and for creating the Gctic Union by uniting intelligent beings, rushed to the area where the rm had sounded.


    He had the characteristic blue skin, gray eyes without pupils, and elongated head typical of the Lubaran race.


    The Lubaran race generally had little external variation since they identified each other by their unique energy wavelengths.The only noticeable difference was usually hair color.


    For reference, Leus had dark teal hair.


    He pushed aside the staff in the rmed area and checked the screen.


    The screen kept flickering, turning ck and then back on repeatedly.


    “I’ve never seen anything like this… What is it? A machine malfunction…?”


    The staff member spoke in a flustered voice.


    Given the repeated ck screens, it wasn’t unreasonable to think so.


    However, the rm had clearly sounded, and it wasn’t just a malfunction causing the ck screen.


    rms typically went off when there was an anomaly in the energy flow.


    Or when the energy was excessivelyrge.


    Events like a cosmic storm, someone intentionally gathering energy explosively, supernova explosions beyond regtions, or the emergence of a supermassive ck hole.


    In the vast universe, these rms usually went off for frequent events that urred about once every few days.


    Most rms are assigned color codes.


    A cosmic storm is code blue, a supernova explosion beyond regtions is code red… and so on.


    The corresponding color shes on the screen repeatedly.


    For instance, if a cosmic storm urs, the screen shes blue.


    So, if the screen is shing ck…


    “…It’s code ck.”


    Leus felt a chill run down his spine as he checked the screen.


    In his 50 years of service, he had never seen this rm.


    But it was the most dangerous rm, one he always kept in mind.


    Code ck is fundamentally different from other rms.


    Generally, rms are triggered by excessive or anomalous energy.


    But code ck signifies that, for a moment, the energy in that spacepletely disappears as if the universe’s energy is utterly void.


    A situation that defies thew of energy conservation andpletely contradicts thews of the universe.


    …What it signifies in this universe is only one thing.


    “An Outer God… a new Outer God has appeared.”


    The emergence of a new Outer God.


    “The location is Gxy B-02345. Specifically, about 300,000 km away from the Skull Neb.”


    “…The Skull Neb. A famous tourist spot.”


    Receiving the briefing from Leus, the head of the Space Environment Management Department, were ‘Celeste,’ the department head, and ‘Allegros,’ the head of the Space Safety Measures Headquarters.


    Both were also from the Lubaran race.


    Their appearances were almost identical, differing only slightly in height.


    Additionally, Celeste, being female, had a slightly more curvaceous figure.


    Their hair colors varied; Celeste had red hair, and Allegros had brown hair.


    “Yes. Tourists were visiting today as well. Thepany is Lacstol Tours, officially registered with the Gctic Union and quite argepany.”


    They were traveling through a wormhole and viewing the Skull Neb from about 150,000 km away.


    The new Outer God, the subject of the code ck, appeared approximately 200,000 km away.


    “Sure enough, we received reports from the tourist ship in that area. The passengers and crew suddenlyined of severe headaches and dizziness.”


    “…Mental contamination?”


    The fact that it caused mental contamination from 200,000 km away indicated it was an immensely powerful being.


    If it could affect beings at that distance, it must have a clear purpose.


    ording to the ssification of Outer Gods, this indicated at least a high-level entity.


    “Fortunately, it seems to have stopped moving.”


    “Then we should send a rescue ship. If it hasn’t moved from its spot, a rescue ship with a mind barrier should be able to approach safely. There might be survivors among the species with strong mental resilience.”


    As Allegros, the head of the Space Safety Measures Headquarters, said this and was about to call his subordinates, Leus shook his head to stop him.


    “Ah, that won’t be necessary. Some space adventurer appeared and performed mental purification on everyone, and we received the report afterward. They are currently returning to the Union base through a wormhole, deeming the area too dangerous.”


    “…?”


    “Performed purification…? On mental contamination caused by a presumed high-level Outer God?”


    Celeste and Allegros looked at Leus in disbelief.


    Leus sighed deeply and exined.


    “I don’t understand it either. It seems to be a young man from the Terra race. He imed to have created a mental purification device using brain waves.”


    “…Huh.”


    The two department heads let out a short, incredulous sigh.


    Using brain waves to match the frequency of contaminated minds and restore them to normal.


    Such technology indeed exists.


    However, it’s a rtively recent development, even for the Lubaran race, who lead the universe in scientific technology.


    Moreover, it was designed as a treatment for general mental attacks, and even if it worked on an Outer God, it would likely only be effective against low-level mental contamination.


    But a mere space adventurer from the Terra race creating such a device on his own?


    And even purifying mental contamination caused by a presumed high-level Outer God?


    It was absurd.


    ‘There’s something more to this.’


    The three Lubaran race members concluded that they should head to the Union base where Lacstol Tours was located and investigate the Terra race man.


    They couldn’t even think of approaching the coordinates near Gxy B-02345 where the Outer God had appeared.


    So, they decided to capture and investigate at least one suspicious individual.


    Oh, so this is what it feels like to travel through a wormhole. It’s kind of queasy.


    Just like in the movies, a hole opened up in front of the tourist ship, and we moved to an entirely different space.


    When I use teleportation, it feels like I just disappear and reappear, but this definitely has a more sci-fi vibe.


    In an instant, we seemed to have traveled about 15 light-years from where we were.


    Considering the vastness of the universe, it’s a rtively short distance, but even with sub-light speed spacecraft, it would take quite a while without a wormhole or teleportation.


    So, it’s quite a significant distance.


    Still, my connection with my main body remains intact.


    My abilities… well, even though the output is slightly reduced when ryed through my avatar, I can still use most of them.


    15 light-years is roughly 140 trillion kilometers… seeing that the connection and my powers are functioning well, it really hits me that I’m a cosmic being.


    “Still, it’s fortunate that we coulde together.”


    “Haha, indeed.”


    Jupiter, the old man beside me, smiled warmly.


    The reason I could board this tourist ship and use the wormhole to reach the Union base was all thanks to this old man.


    Technically, I’m a space adventurer, but I don’t have any official status.


    Creating an identity would be very easy if I wanted to, but I prefer not to use cheats unless necessary, so I deliberately didn’t create one.


    However, because of that, I was at risk of being kicked off the tourist ship despite saving everyone.


    …They were grateful for the rescue, but they said they couldn’t allow someone without an identity to stay on board due to regtions.


    I understand.


    There are many space pirates in the universe, and space monsters that mimic humans to hijack ships.


    …It feels a bit ironicing from me.


    Anyway, I was about to be kicked off when Jupiter, the old man, vouched for my identity.


    Naturally, when someone as esteemed as an elder of the Meias race guarantees your identity, no one can argue.


    So, I was allowed to board the tourist ship as part of his entourage.


    For reference, I stored the spaceship I created in the cargo hold.


    It’s a small personal one, so it fit well.


    I wonder if this old man is treating me well because he knows my true identity?


    Or is he just grateful for the rescue?


    Whatever the reason, it’s a good thing.


    Thanks to him, my identity is guaranteed, and he even said he’d help me get a new ID card under his name when we reach the Union base.


    I’ll just ept the help and move on.


    Even if he has some ulterior motive, I’ll find out eventually.


    And if he manages to proceed without my main body noticing, a simple memory wipe will solve it.


    …If all else fails, I can just wipe everything out and escape to another ce.


    “…Huh.”


    “M-Master! What’s wrong?!”


    “I-I don’t know. Suddenly, I felt a chill all over my body…”


    “……”


    Hmm, this old man has a good sense.


    To vaguely sense the profound presence of an Outer God.


    Hahaha!