USS Ascension

To Be Divine

When Ascension transports a young priestess between outposts, they discover holiness is just a point of view. But is it one worth dying for?

Mission Description

Ascension finds itself torn between what is right and what is good when they are assigned to escort a young priestess between two colonies. Their responsibility, to keep her safe from those who would do her harm.

But the Most Revered Divine, Grace of the Fifth age, Voice of the Yomaji, Keeper of the True Light, brings with her a sizeable entourage and an even bigger crowd and not everyone bears the young holy woman good will.

Caught between their duty to the Yomaji and their duty to themselves, Ascension will learn what it is to be divine.

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About the Mission

Status
In Progress
Total Stories
5
Start Date
13/08/2025

6 September 2025

5.0 Antiques on Approach

USS Ascension: To Be Divine

“I really hope you’re just being overzealous,” Atil’ika announced to the bridge as she strode out of the forward turbolift. “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted something more.” “I do not believe I am ever overzealous,” Kosh muttered from the central seat as he calmly stood to meet [...]

6 September 2025

4.0 In the Air

USS Ascension: To Be Divine

Lykal pressed his fingers to his temples, desperate to dismiss the growing headache by the force of his calloused fingers alone. The rolling miasma of cloudy incense only served to aggravate the swelling pain as if it filled his nostrils with clusters of heady wood smoke. “Do we really need quite [...]

23 August 2025

3.0 Trees and Forests

USS Ascension: To Be Divine

The ceiling was frustratingly low in the tiny junction room, expected to be occupied rarely if at all, and it pressed down on the pair of officers with an oppressive gloom. Cramped for any but the smallest members of the crew, it seemed doubly difficult for Lieutenant Commander Saba as she twisted [...]

21 August 2025

2.0 Consider This

USS Ascension: To Be Divine

It is a strange thing to catch the scent of old books aboard a starship, the earthy musk of decaying cellulose that heralds their collective presence, out of place amongst the blinking lights and smooth duranium skin of a space-faring ship. Considered relics for acquisition by some and outdated [...]