Destiny - Overseeing operations<br/><br/>For the last few months it had been the same, the lavender haired girl would stand at the viewing port. Watching Thousands of oval shaped drones entering the nexus. Sometimes they would be hauling huge cargo crates of raw materials and machining components and on the rare occasion a girl looking exactly like her would pass through the portal. Then with only a few seconds wait they would leave through a different one as Destiny expanded across the dimensions.<br/><br/>To say there were hundreds of trillions of different units that made up Destiny's massive cross dimensional network would have been a grave understatement. In reality she numbered in the hundreds of decillions across universes that were infinite while at the same time expanding across thousands upon thousands of new universes, all connected to this nexus. The entity that was Destiny was far more then any one piece, she was simultaneously ever piece. She fought wars, governed planets, colonized worlds, and studied art, culture, and science all at once but here in the nexus the flesh and blood Destiny always seemed lonely and shy. A step away from the complex social structures of nexus.<br/><br/>Once the final piece of herself entered the portal for the day she took a step away and began to walk, soft footfalls carrying her along the floor as watchful eyes monitored those around her. She would stop by a small vendor selling a mixture of food called "forgrent" but destiny recognized it as nearly a thousand different names but its original name was ice cream. She placed a few bits of the nexus' currency on the counter for a Sunday and then took it out to sit on the tables just outside, watching people as the flavor met her tongue and was propelled across distances that could not be calculated and shared with every piece of her in every existence. Soft pouty lips curled into a pleased smile as she tasted the mix of chocolate, vanilla, and nuts. Yet a look at her betrayed what seemed like utter boredom