Legacy of the Void Fleet

I turned toward Admiral Evans, my voice calm but laced with purpose.

"So… how are our preparations coming along, Admiral?"

"Are we ready?"

"Are you ready?"

"Prepared for your first-ever war… and, simultaneously, your first true trial in this universe?"

"Ah… huh."

Clearly, Admiral Ezar had been caught off guard by my sudden shift in topic — the weight of my question landing heavier than expected. But to his credit, he recovered quickly, straightening his posture with practiced ease.

With a calm, measured voice, he answered:

"To respond to you, Commander — as you already know, our fleet is nearly complete and fully operational. The Void Fleet stands ready, with all seven operational units fully prepped for deployment."

"As for us… we too are prepared."

"Prepared for our first battle — the first true test of our strength in this universe."

He paused, then looked directly into my eyes.

"I won't disappoint you."

"Not now. Not in the battle that awaits us."

"That's quite a bold statement, Admiral… but I'm satisfied."

"As for not disappointing me — well, that's how it should be. With the strength of our fleet behind us, this battle should be straightforward… if executed properly."

I turned my gaze toward the other six admirals, each standing tall beneath the weight of their own expectations.

"And to the rest of you — there's no need to worry."

"Just as Admiral Ezar has been given his opportunity to lead and prove himself, so will each of you. There will be no favoritism. No bias. Each of you will have your chance to command, to rise… and to earn what many of you truly desire."

"The title of Grand Admiral."

"This is not a gift. It is not appointed by friendship or tradition. It is earned — through merit, performance, and results. Only the best shall claim it."

"And not even I will interfere in that outcome."

Each of them — Admiral Elira Seal, Admiral Ryn Velos, Admiral Varyn Larkovis, Admiral Alxanjer, Admiral Keven Son, and Admiral Benjamin — exchanged brief glances. No words were spoken between them, but I caught the subtle shift in their expressions.

Relief.

They didn't say it, but I could see it — clear in their eyes. Despite their absolute loyalty to me, they were still human. Still capable of disappointment if I ever made a decision they could not stand behind.

Loyalty doesn't mean silence. And I knew well… if I ever steered us down a path they couldn't follow, they'd make it known — whether in words or in the silence that follows.

They all straightened, shoulders squared, as their voices rang out together.

"Thank you for your support, Commander."

The words were simple — but spoken in unison, they carried the power of discipline, loyalty, and trust.

I gave them a nod in return, the kind only a leader gives when he knows his people are ready — not because they must be, but because they chose to be.

After that unified show of resolve, we discussed a few additional matters — fleet logistics, deployment rotations, possible points of resistance along our projected course, and the readiness of our auxiliary AI support units.

Every detail mattered now. Even the smallest oversight could spell trouble in the coming days.

Only when I was satisfied — when every concern had been addressed and every voice heard — did I rise from my chair and look around the chamber one last time.

"Then it's settled," I said firmly. "Prepare your fleets. From this moment onward… we march toward our first trial in this universe."

And with that, the meeting was concluded.

And just like that, every one of them vanished — teleported back to their command stations without another word.

I, too, disappeared from the Grand Council Chamber, accompanied by Commander Emma. Together, we exited to the Universal Plane, where she gave me a quick nod before heading off in the direction of the Void Tower.

I sighed.

Emma had become more of a warmonger than I remembered — always itching for combat, never content to wait. It was like she needed war to feel alive. And knowing her, that's exactly what she was going to chase inside the Void Tower.

I shook my head. Let her be, I told myself. I had my own path to walk.

Turning away, I began moving toward the inner region of the Endless Forest.

Yes, I know my mother officially renamed it something grand and symbolic — something more "fitting" for what it had become.

But I didn't care.

For me, it would always be the Endless Forest.

And as I walked deeper into its sprawling, mysterious heart, minutes passed in quiet solitude… until I began to hear something. Sounds. Sharp ones. The unmistakable clash of battle.

Yeah — you heard me right. Battle.

Now, some of you might be thinking: "Oh, it's probably just some wild beasts fighting over territory or resources."

But no. You're wrong.

So, so wrong.

Because as I reached the place where this supposed battle was taking place… I saw something that made my entire body twitch uncontrollably. My face tightened, my jaw locked, and despite having seen this scene countless times before…

I still couldn't get used to it.

Why?

Well… you'll see for yourself.

In front of me stood my little sister — yes, the little princess of our house.

There she was, balancing proudly on the back of Soakris like some ancient general reborn, her tiny frame trying its best to look commanding. In one hand, she held a beautiful scepter — one clearly too big for her — but she wielded it with all the confidence in the galaxy. Her other hand? Resting thoughtfully under her chin, like she was calculating the fate of entire worlds.

Her troops were assembled before her — a tiny army of oddly-colored, mystical beasts under her command. And right now, she was issuing orders to one in particular:

"Rapid Action Thunder Mouse!" she declared, her voice filled with righteous energy as she pointed toward a hulking brown bear marked with a clear red "X" across its chest.

The mouse she spoke to wasn't just any mouse — it was a yellow-colored creature, small and sleek, surrounded by crackling lightning arcs. A living spark.

The instant her command left her lips, the Thunder Mouse screeched as electricity danced across its fur, its entire body lighting up like a mini sun. With a thunderous boom, it launched itself forward, becoming a streak of living lightning.

One blink later, the bear had been flung across the clearing, landing with a ground-shaking thud.

The yellow mouse calmly returned to its original spot, then looked up at Luna with a proud, smug expression — as if to say "Did you see that? I nailed it."

And Luna?

She simply nodded, regal as ever — the scepter now resting across her shoulder — as if everything had gone exactly as planned.

But even though she tried to appear calm and collected, it was clear — she was excited. The gleam in her eyes, the way her little hands twitched around the oversized scepter — she was absolutely thrilled. She just didn't want to show it. Not entirely.

Then she heard me sigh.

Her head turned quickly, a hint of surprise in her expression. "Oh… it's you, Big Bear," she said, tilting her head like I had just interrupted something very important.

Before I could reply, she turned back toward the defeated creature — the brown bear still twitching slightly from the earlier blast. Luna stepped forward and raised her scepter with practiced grace, then whispered something under her breath.

A glowing rune appeared above the bear's body — etched in soft, golden light — before sinking into its chest. In a flash, the bear vanished.

Gone.

Not dead, just... stored. And where?

Well, that's Luna for you.

The creature had been deposited back into her Summoning World — a mysterious pocket dimension only she could access. A place where all her summoned beasts, spirits, and creatures waited patiently for her next call to arms.

Now I know what you're all thinking."Wait… isn't Luna supposed to be an awakened mage? One of the strongest classes out there?"

And my answer?

Yes. Absolutely. She awakened. She's a mage — and not just any mage, but one with terrifying potential.

So what's with the summoning stuff then?Why the beast army? The magical contracts? The rune-sealed creatures?

Well…

That's because of a Unique Title she received upon awakening.One that changed everything.

And that title was Summoner Supreme—awakened alongside her main class:Primordial Empress of Mana and Magic.(Yeah, I know. The name might sound a bit over the top, but it fits.)

The title Summoner Supreme isn't just flashy—it's overwhelming in its scope.It grants Luna absolute domain not just over creatures, but over the very laws that bind them to their realms. In simple terms? She has the power to summon, tame, and command beings across multiple dimensions.

Of course, there's a limiter—her current power rank.Right now, she's Master Rank, Level 5, and honestly? That's astounding. She achieved that in just two months. Let that sink in.

And as Luna continues to grow stronger, so will her summons—both in number and in power. Eventually, she'll be able to call forth legendary beasts from across countless worlds, with ease.

This title even sparked curiosity among our other sorceresses—some have started exploring summoning arts themselves, inspired by Luna's mastery.

But here's the part that really makes her shine:She's not doing this because she has to. She does it because she loves it.It's become her passion—her personal journey. Whether wandering the endless forests or climbing vast, misty mountains, Luna searches for targets to train with, constantly pushing her summons to greater heights.

And yeah, it might sound intense for a six-year-old—and it is.

But for Luna? It's not a burden. It's fun.

She's like a character out of an anime, traveling through realms, mastering magic, and forging bonds with mystical beasts—all because it brings her joy.