As surging energy poured into the main antenna array, dazzling blue sparks flared within the power core, and the Voyager Crystal let out a pleasant, resonant hum amid the turbulence. At last, a smile appeared on the face of Hathaway, the Deep Sea Witch who had remained beside the FTL Communication Array these past days. The long, grueling overtime and several sudden deaths had indeed been worth it. After stagnating on this planet for hundreds of thousands of years, she had finally tamed something from an unknown domain once more with the knowledge and wisdom she took such pride in.
Near dusk, the cold sea wind howled across the communications platform and over the winding coastline below the ship. Fine waves struck against the shore of reefs and steel, and even the sound of the surf became invigorating. Hathaway, together with the Deep Sea Witches and Deep Sea Technicians under her leadership, gathered on the platform and watched the enormous communications array gradually awaken beneath the orange-red glow of the sunset.
The towering antenna system, like a giant coral formation, slowly adjusted its angle in the sea breeze, calibrating itself and capturing every call from the stars. Meanwhile, a low hum continued to rise from the nearby amplifier antenna clusters, steady and even.
At the same time, invisible energy fluctuations were released along with the activation of the main antenna. They were the tremors produced by the awakening Voyager Crystal. Centered on the Antavien, those fluctuations rapidly spread throughout the planet, effortlessly passing through billions of tons of Seawater and the thick rock-strata mantle. They even bored into the Azure Network, into the Elemental World, and ultimately spread across every realm of the entire planet.
"...After hundreds of thousands of years, this thing is finally running at full power," Hathaway