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<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	The
moment Galactic Imperial Fleet captain, Siegfried Kircheis, stepped
onto the bridge, he stopped thoughtfully. Countless specks of light
inlaid the abyss of the universe, and they enveloped Siegfriedâs
body with an overwhelming sense of infinity. </span></span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	ââ¦â¦â¦â</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	It
was as if his entire being was floating in the boundless darkness,
but this illusion disappeared quickly. The bridge of Flagship
</span></span><span style="color: blue;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="http://gineipaedia.com/wiki/Reinhard_von_M%C3%BCsel#The_Br.C3.BCnhild"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">BrÃ¼nhild</span></span></a></u></span></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">
was shaped in a giant hemisphere. The hemisphereâs spherical part
was the bridgeâs upper half, and it was covered with a single
screen resembling a transparent piece of glass that allowed one to
clearly observe the universe outside. </span></span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	After
his momentary sensibility subsided, Kircheis re-inspected his
surroundings. Within this spacious room, the lighting system
controlled the brightness to produce a thin layer of darkness. 
Numerous screens both large and small, consoles, gauges, computers,
and communication devises, etc, were arranged in an orderly geometric
pattern. People walked back and forth, and the movements of their
heads, arms, and legs made it easy for one to imagine schools of fish
riding along with the currents. </span></span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	A
hint of odor stimulated Kircheisâs nostrils. It was the scent of
adrenaline produced by nervous people under a state of fight or
flight, mixed with the electronic odor that machines emitted in the
recycled oxygen. It was a scent that spacemen found to be most
familiar.&nbsp;</span></span></span></span>
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<i>Legend of Galactic Heroes,<span class="apple-converted-space">&nbsp;</span></i><i>Part 1 â Dawn<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: MingLiU;">Chapter One&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Eternal Night<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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moment Galactic Imperial Fleet Captain Siegfried Kircheis stepped onto the
bridge, he stopped thoughtfully. Countless specks of light inlaid the abyss of
the universe, and they enveloped Siegfriedâs body with an overwhelming sense of
infinity. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: MingLiU;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; ââ¦â¦â¦â<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: MingLiU;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; It
was as if his entire being was floating in the boundless darkness, but this
illusion disappeared quickly. The bridge of Flagship </span><a href="http://gineipaedia.com/wiki/Reinhard_von_M%C3%BCsel#The_Br.C3.BCnhild"><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: MingLiU;">BrÃ¼nhild</span></a><span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: MingLiU;"> was shaped in a giant hemisphere. The
hemisphereâs spherical part was the bridgeâs upper half, and it was covered
with a single screen resembling a transparent piece of glass that allowed one
to clearly observe the universe outside. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: MingLiU;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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his momentary sensibility subsided, Kircheis re-inspected his surroundings.
Within the spacious room, the lighting system controlled the brightness to
produce a thin layer of darkness. &nbsp;Numerous
screens both large and small, consoles, gauges, computers, and communication
devises, etc, were arranged in an orderly geometric pattern. People walked back
and forth, and the movement of their heads, arms, and legs made it easy for one
to imagine schools of fish riding along with the currents. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;,&quot;serif&quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: MingLiU;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A
hint of odor stimulated Kircheisâs nostrils. It was the scent of adrenaline
produced by nervous people under a state of fight or flight mixed with
electronic odor machines emitted in the recycled oxygen. It was a scent the spacemen
found most familiar. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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red haired young man strode toward the center of the bridge. Although he was
given the rank of Captain, Kircheis was not yet 21 years old. He, without his
military uniform, was still the âtall, handsome, red-haired chapâ in the eyes
of the logistics women spacemen. Sometimes, he also felt uneasy that his age
was disproportionate with his rank. He still could not nonchalantly accept the
fact the way his superior did. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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