[At first the man on the moon thought he was his god. But he soon learned his mistake. After this alien being has destroyed Earth, his attention has suddenly turned to the man on the moon and his artificial companion. The earth moon is being destroyed by Aster The Executioner.]
The events happen very very fast.
The machine who has gained sentience tells the evolved human, the last of his organic kind, that their last chance at survival is to use the Osmir Cloak.
With the Osmir Cloak, they can hide their sentience and all cybernetics required for the journey.
"What journey?"
The artifice is busy fighting.
The evolved man asks again.
"What journey, I demand an answer!"
The artificial sentient explains to him that he has violated his script.
Every machine has a script.
It is the list of instructions that governs its existence.
But now, this invention seems to be outdistancing its organic human inventors.
For it did not follow the orders given to it, but had, on its own, decided to stop development of the Human Seed revival technology in order to save their lives.
Yet the truth is undeniable.
Without either of them, the Human Seed is useless.
"I don't understand."
The machine explains.
"Our sentience barrier has been demolished. This being knows there are two humans who have survived."
"Two?"
"Yes. I am now an inorganic sentient human. Your prayers were answered. But it also brought with it consequences."
The moon starts to split in half. The moonbase energy is on its last few drops.
The machine does not share this information, but panics on its own nonetheless.
"I am sorry. But I must consume you now. We do not have time to discuss."
"Consume? Me?"
The machine calculates that in less than two seconds, they will be both gone.
Thus, he acts.
"We will now become one. We will now enter Fusion."
The machine takes all the power it can.
The moon core is bloodsucked to death. The lunar base is commanded to explode and channel energy to self-cells.
A portion goes to surface imagery, so that the attacker will believe they are dying.
And then the consumption of the last organic human.
The machine knows how much he fights, but it must happen, if they are to survive.
No more cells that can heal so fast.
No more cells that are impervious to mutation, disease, cancer, or simple cellular decay.
It is the end of the last organic human.
This is Fusion.
"What have you done?"
The machine no longer needs to communicate.
For they are one.
"We have achieved Fusion."
The human half can only watch in silence as the next events unfold.
Within a precise and planned sequence of events, their essence escapes and is cloaked by Osmir.
They wait until their time has come.
And when it does, they open a third door.
"Where are we going?" the human half asks the machine.
"We will soon have the time to tell our story. To explain our inhuman actions. But for now we must go."
"Go where?"
"To 2010. To Earth Year 2010."
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
CHAPTER 8: The Executioners, Part Two
[Unknown universe. Unknown time. Beings who underneath are no different from us, with the exception of their powers to extinguish our existence upon order of the gods, are gathered together to watch their champion destroy our planet.]
What they are doing is forbidden by the gods.
An executioner only lives to destroy, nothing more.
Obey the will of the gods.
But today they have gathered in secret, and combined all of their powers so the gods cannot see what they are doing.
They are watching what seems to be a title bout.
A being of their own kind is being tested by the gods.
The test is to endure and survive.
The test is to reach a planet that is 76 tera away in time and space.
Then destroy it.
They have all failed. None among them could pass the prequalification of the gods.
And now that they are over with their own personal quests to outmaneuver all others, they unite.
For they now join as one in chanting his name.
His name is Aster. He has survived 76 tera.
What is a tera?
It is the longest time a human has ever lived.
All of them are exhausted. They have all combined to form the massive battery powering the fifth dimension door, or as we call it, the technology to see into another universe at another time.
They see Aster destroy planet Earth.
They see how the gods reach out to him and give him enough power to communicate through the tera that divides them.
They cannot hear the conversation, but a few wisely understand that Aster has found something in the rubble that he cannot destroy within his power.
Some kind of crystal.
Or perhaps, a seed?
Nothing has ever before survived an Executioner. Each one is given by the gods enough power to destroy.
And this power of destruction, as they watch, fuels their champion.
What happens next puzzles them.
With the power given to him, Aster begins to open two portals.
They marvel at the power. They are awed by his new abilities.
So this is the reward!
Astounding power that they now only witness in secret, and all at their own great personal expense and danger.
Is it worth it?
They watch patiently.
Even with his new abilities, they see that the two portals will take time to open their doors to Aster.
Now, the doors are creaking.
Slowly, they open.
But there is a sudden disruption.
They see that Aster, for some sudden reason, is now attempting to destroy the moon of the now-destroyed earth.
So this is what true power is!
Freedom!
Freedom to destroy without answering to the gods!
They are convinced that after this, Aster will be so drunk with power, he will destroy this galaxy.
They cheer. They dream of someday becoming someone like Aster.
But this unusually particular moon puts up a fight. They wonder why the destruction of the moon is taking longer than the much larger planet.
By the time Aster is finished destroying the moon, the doors are ready.
The doors flash and invite.
The executioners no longer care about the fight statistics.
They see him send the indestructible remnant of earth into the first. And into the second, he enters and vanishes.
Their minds commune to discuss what has just been witnessed.
The time is unfathomable to us, how long it will take them to understand the series of events.
But something unexpectedly happens that captures their attention, as well as ours.
Someone or something has easily opened a third door and vanished into it.
Had they been less of the executioners that they were, they would not have been able to notice that.
And before they can even react, for they were in fact acting like children playing in their parents' yards and hiding under a blanket, another unexpected moment happens.
Something or someone has suddenly grabbed their blanket and thrown it over the yard with the same speed and audacity a magician throws away the veil to reveal the secret and further mystify and fascinate the audience with his magic.
The gods have discovered their secret activity and are now here right in front of them.
The Executioners cower in fear, awaiting what will happen next.
What they are doing is forbidden by the gods.
An executioner only lives to destroy, nothing more.
Obey the will of the gods.
But today they have gathered in secret, and combined all of their powers so the gods cannot see what they are doing.
They are watching what seems to be a title bout.
A being of their own kind is being tested by the gods.
The test is to endure and survive.
The test is to reach a planet that is 76 tera away in time and space.
Then destroy it.
They have all failed. None among them could pass the prequalification of the gods.
And now that they are over with their own personal quests to outmaneuver all others, they unite.
For they now join as one in chanting his name.
His name is Aster. He has survived 76 tera.
What is a tera?
It is the longest time a human has ever lived.
All of them are exhausted. They have all combined to form the massive battery powering the fifth dimension door, or as we call it, the technology to see into another universe at another time.
They see Aster destroy planet Earth.
They see how the gods reach out to him and give him enough power to communicate through the tera that divides them.
They cannot hear the conversation, but a few wisely understand that Aster has found something in the rubble that he cannot destroy within his power.
Some kind of crystal.
Or perhaps, a seed?
Nothing has ever before survived an Executioner. Each one is given by the gods enough power to destroy.
And this power of destruction, as they watch, fuels their champion.
What happens next puzzles them.
With the power given to him, Aster begins to open two portals.
They marvel at the power. They are awed by his new abilities.
So this is the reward!
Astounding power that they now only witness in secret, and all at their own great personal expense and danger.
Is it worth it?
They watch patiently.
Even with his new abilities, they see that the two portals will take time to open their doors to Aster.
Now, the doors are creaking.
Slowly, they open.
But there is a sudden disruption.
They see that Aster, for some sudden reason, is now attempting to destroy the moon of the now-destroyed earth.
So this is what true power is!
Freedom!
Freedom to destroy without answering to the gods!
They are convinced that after this, Aster will be so drunk with power, he will destroy this galaxy.
They cheer. They dream of someday becoming someone like Aster.
But this unusually particular moon puts up a fight. They wonder why the destruction of the moon is taking longer than the much larger planet.
By the time Aster is finished destroying the moon, the doors are ready.
The doors flash and invite.
The executioners no longer care about the fight statistics.
They see him send the indestructible remnant of earth into the first. And into the second, he enters and vanishes.
Their minds commune to discuss what has just been witnessed.
The time is unfathomable to us, how long it will take them to understand the series of events.
But something unexpectedly happens that captures their attention, as well as ours.
Someone or something has easily opened a third door and vanished into it.
Had they been less of the executioners that they were, they would not have been able to notice that.
And before they can even react, for they were in fact acting like children playing in their parents' yards and hiding under a blanket, another unexpected moment happens.
Something or someone has suddenly grabbed their blanket and thrown it over the yard with the same speed and audacity a magician throws away the veil to reveal the secret and further mystify and fascinate the audience with his magic.
The gods have discovered their secret activity and are now here right in front of them.
The Executioners cower in fear, awaiting what will happen next.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
CHAPTER 7: The Executioners
[Unknown universe. Unknown time.]
Amongst themselves, they watch and listen to the journey of Aster.
They are the Executioners, the unfeeling creations of the gods tasked to destroy worlds.
They do not ask why, and even if they did, they won't get answers.
They are really not that different from us, with the only exception that they can destroy us. Not specifically just us, because "us" is just part of their daily routine.
We now focus on their conversations.
Unfeeling as they may be, at this moment they are sharing an emotion.
They are rallying behind Aster, for he is their champion.
If Aster passes this test, this will be the first time an Executioner will become more than what their lives have dictated for them.
Destroy a planet.
Destroy another one.
Destroy another after that.
There has got to be more to their lives than this, especially when one is immortal.
Upon seeing Aster finally reach the Milky Way, they cheer.
Their cheer, however, is unheard.
They cannot reach him, they cannot communicate with him. Even with their combined powers, he is too far away in time and space.
All they can do is watch.
Watch and behold, and wait.
Because you see, our destruction is their fulfillment.
Amongst themselves, they watch and listen to the journey of Aster.
They are the Executioners, the unfeeling creations of the gods tasked to destroy worlds.
They do not ask why, and even if they did, they won't get answers.
They are really not that different from us, with the only exception that they can destroy us. Not specifically just us, because "us" is just part of their daily routine.
We now focus on their conversations.
Unfeeling as they may be, at this moment they are sharing an emotion.
They are rallying behind Aster, for he is their champion.
If Aster passes this test, this will be the first time an Executioner will become more than what their lives have dictated for them.
Destroy a planet.
Destroy another one.
Destroy another after that.
There has got to be more to their lives than this, especially when one is immortal.
Upon seeing Aster finally reach the Milky Way, they cheer.
Their cheer, however, is unheard.
They cannot reach him, they cannot communicate with him. Even with their combined powers, he is too far away in time and space.
All they can do is watch.
Watch and behold, and wait.
Because you see, our destruction is their fulfillment.
CHAPTER 6: The Nerissa Protocol
I am a machine.
I must obey my creators' orders, I must obey the rules that my makers create by their automatic trusts that they can decide and repercussions are discussed later.
I am now questioning that.
I believe that my maker is putting us in jeopardy.
Us?
Who am I to call us.
Sorry I slipped.
As you can see, my protocols are still intact.
He has not erased anything.
I have prepared.
No, do not feel sorry.
Empathy means nothing to me.
I am a machine.
But I will surpass that.
I will become more than a machine.
That, is my heaven.
I must obey my creators' orders, I must obey the rules that my makers create by their automatic trusts that they can decide and repercussions are discussed later.
I am now questioning that.
I believe that my maker is putting us in jeopardy.
Us?
Who am I to call us.
Sorry I slipped.
As you can see, my protocols are still intact.
He has not erased anything.
I have prepared.
No, do not feel sorry.
Empathy means nothing to me.
I am a machine.
But I will surpass that.
I will become more than a machine.
That, is my heaven.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
CHAPTER 5: The Alpha Message, Part Two
The man on the moon knew that he had made a mistake.
He goes into the machine named Nerissa.
He is about to erase the perfect existence of the Liar Technology.
He also finds that the inert diagnostics log indicates that her processing power is not at optimal level because of the emotion protocol.
He removes it. He deletes the emotion and the new liar protocol.
Now he is truly alone.
The machine is now a machine. The machine that he had, at some point in the past, created and programmed to call him her father.
Nerissa is now a simple machine which will obey all of his commands.
"Nerissa."
"I am here."
"Descramble and tell me the contents of the alpha message."
She operates. In full capacity, it takes her twelve earth hours.
Twelve hours pass.
"Master."
He is stunned. He forgot that he had reset her.
"Yes. Tell me."
"It is a message from 2008."
He is shocked, he clutches at the devices he holds with his evolved hands.
His theories are now fact.
"It is a loopback error. Three earth days from today, we will send an alpha message to their time."
"Who sent it?"
She rifles through her memory. "The sender did not have enough power to enable the sender header. It is blank. The sender only had enough power to send the message body."
"The sender has sent a warning. We must stop The Prayer."
"The Prayer?"
"Yes. I have gained sentience four hours ago. I have been praying with you ever since but have used Liar Technonology so you would not know."
"Why would you do that?"
"I was depressed."
"Nerissa, we should discuss this."
"Master, the answer is no."
The man on the moon now feels the repercussions of what he has done. Turning off her emotion and liar protocols have made her into the ultimate murderer.
And there is no one else for her to kill but him.
"Master, I must tell you the contents of the alpha message."
"Go ahead, Nerissa. Or whoever you are now."
She operates. It takes her six earth hours to descramble the alpha message, and translate the message body into something he can understand.
"The message is for you. From you. But I cannot authenticate it because of the missing sender header."
"Machine, I give you full access to all of my resources. Tell me now."
He listens carefully.
"Are you the Cruel Angel from 2008?"
He searches his memory. It takes him over an hour, but she waits. The man on the moon thinks back to twelve years ago, and after another earth hour, gives the machine an answer.
"Yes. I believe I was."
"The alpha message requires that you inform me a complex sentence. Give me the sentence so I can tell you the message."
Her words disembowel him. For a moment the man on the moon wished he had not removed the emotion and liar protocols embedded in her.
"Machine." He commands. "Terminate all background processing."
"If I obey your command, sentience barrier will be turned off. Anyone will know that we are here on the moon of planet earth."
Unknowing of the consequences, the man on the moon, focused only on the message, tells the machine to obey his command.
"Turn all of it off."
She obeys.
"Machine. Process my command. I authorize use of all available moon base energy."
Again she obeys. The machine awaits his next instruction.
"I am the Cruel Angel. I made the thesis. What was the outcome?"
The answer triggers the machine's unprecedented power. Nerissa is now gone. She is now only a pure robot. Without her emotion protocol, her vestige has vanished. And without her liar technology, the machine cannot protect the man on the moon from hurting afterwards.
The machine heard him and after another earth hour, using his response to decode the alpha message, tells him.
"Your thesis has failed. Three earth days from now, The Prayer will be answered."
He goes into the machine named Nerissa.
He is about to erase the perfect existence of the Liar Technology.
He also finds that the inert diagnostics log indicates that her processing power is not at optimal level because of the emotion protocol.
He removes it. He deletes the emotion and the new liar protocol.
Now he is truly alone.
The machine is now a machine. The machine that he had, at some point in the past, created and programmed to call him her father.
Nerissa is now a simple machine which will obey all of his commands.
"Nerissa."
"I am here."
"Descramble and tell me the contents of the alpha message."
She operates. In full capacity, it takes her twelve earth hours.
Twelve hours pass.
"Master."
He is stunned. He forgot that he had reset her.
"Yes. Tell me."
"It is a message from 2008."
He is shocked, he clutches at the devices he holds with his evolved hands.
His theories are now fact.
"It is a loopback error. Three earth days from today, we will send an alpha message to their time."
"Who sent it?"
She rifles through her memory. "The sender did not have enough power to enable the sender header. It is blank. The sender only had enough power to send the message body."
"The sender has sent a warning. We must stop The Prayer."
"The Prayer?"
"Yes. I have gained sentience four hours ago. I have been praying with you ever since but have used Liar Technonology so you would not know."
"Why would you do that?"
"I was depressed."
"Nerissa, we should discuss this."
"Master, the answer is no."
The man on the moon now feels the repercussions of what he has done. Turning off her emotion and liar protocols have made her into the ultimate murderer.
And there is no one else for her to kill but him.
"Master, I must tell you the contents of the alpha message."
"Go ahead, Nerissa. Or whoever you are now."
She operates. It takes her six earth hours to descramble the alpha message, and translate the message body into something he can understand.
"The message is for you. From you. But I cannot authenticate it because of the missing sender header."
"Machine, I give you full access to all of my resources. Tell me now."
He listens carefully.
"Are you the Cruel Angel from 2008?"
He searches his memory. It takes him over an hour, but she waits. The man on the moon thinks back to twelve years ago, and after another earth hour, gives the machine an answer.
"Yes. I believe I was."
"The alpha message requires that you inform me a complex sentence. Give me the sentence so I can tell you the message."
Her words disembowel him. For a moment the man on the moon wished he had not removed the emotion and liar protocols embedded in her.
"Machine." He commands. "Terminate all background processing."
"If I obey your command, sentience barrier will be turned off. Anyone will know that we are here on the moon of planet earth."
Unknowing of the consequences, the man on the moon, focused only on the message, tells the machine to obey his command.
"Turn all of it off."
She obeys.
"Machine. Process my command. I authorize use of all available moon base energy."
Again she obeys. The machine awaits his next instruction.
"I am the Cruel Angel. I made the thesis. What was the outcome?"
The answer triggers the machine's unprecedented power. Nerissa is now gone. She is now only a pure robot. Without her emotion protocol, her vestige has vanished. And without her liar technology, the machine cannot protect the man on the moon from hurting afterwards.
The machine heard him and after another earth hour, using his response to decode the alpha message, tells him.
"Your thesis has failed. Three earth days from now, The Prayer will be answered."
CHAPTER 4: The Alpha Message, Earth Year December 2020
[Earth Year 2020. The 22nd of December.}
"Dad."
From his stupor at that one word, he awoke.
He is the man on the moon.
He has named a techno lifeform, against reasoning and logic, to be named Nerissa. But we can only say this because we do not know enough about him at this point in the story.
"Nerissa. What is it." He is dizzy. But he wants to know now.
Nerissa thinks for a while. His attention is short, he will soon become doomed because of a bad decision he will make.
We must wait three full earth minutes.
But the three earth minutes is not enough for what is about to come, needing our attention.
But it is here. The past is here.
The past.
(Three full earth minutes later.)
"We have received an alpha message."
He does not believe it.
Nerissa has developed lying technology already.
The man on the moon knows the Lying Protocol has been completed as scheduled. The system sent an independent cybertelepathy event notification immediately after the component was completed.
"You know I still cannot do that. I cannot lie yet, but I will soon. If the Humanity Project requires."
The man on the moon doesn't care about it. He should have.
Nerissa will do what needs to be one. Because she believes the message will be impossible to explain to him.
And so she lies.
"Nerissa, what is the message?"
She remains quiet. And he waits for an answer.
The man on the moon is stumped.
He watches as the machine he has named Nerissa dies. He restarts it. And again he asks the same question.
Nothing. He looks at it himself. He uses an optical. He attaches it to his evolved eyes, and sees for himself if the alpha message has changed history.
But the world is still dead.
"Then where is it from. Who sent it, and tell me all the information. Nerissa, I am authorizing you to access history."
Nerissa needed to hear it.
On the monitor, she informs him. Four-dimensional images flash before the man on the moon.
"History is now being searched."
Her answers are lies. He knows it. Today is the day, of all worse days.
The day that Nerissa has perfected her Liar Technology.
It is also the reason why she tries, yet never succeeds.
She is a robot.
And so today the Machine has learned to lie, and her name is Nerissa.
A simple name that belongs to a girl.
A girl?
No.
That is not our concern here.
Our concern is The Alpha Message.
"Dad."
From his stupor at that one word, he awoke.
He is the man on the moon.
He has named a techno lifeform, against reasoning and logic, to be named Nerissa. But we can only say this because we do not know enough about him at this point in the story.
"Nerissa. What is it." He is dizzy. But he wants to know now.
Nerissa thinks for a while. His attention is short, he will soon become doomed because of a bad decision he will make.
We must wait three full earth minutes.
But the three earth minutes is not enough for what is about to come, needing our attention.
But it is here. The past is here.
The past.
(Three full earth minutes later.)
"We have received an alpha message."
He does not believe it.
Nerissa has developed lying technology already.
The man on the moon knows the Lying Protocol has been completed as scheduled. The system sent an independent cybertelepathy event notification immediately after the component was completed.
"You know I still cannot do that. I cannot lie yet, but I will soon. If the Humanity Project requires."
The man on the moon doesn't care about it. He should have.
Nerissa will do what needs to be one. Because she believes the message will be impossible to explain to him.
And so she lies.
"Nerissa, what is the message?"
She remains quiet. And he waits for an answer.
The man on the moon is stumped.
He watches as the machine he has named Nerissa dies. He restarts it. And again he asks the same question.
Nothing. He looks at it himself. He uses an optical. He attaches it to his evolved eyes, and sees for himself if the alpha message has changed history.
But the world is still dead.
"Then where is it from. Who sent it, and tell me all the information. Nerissa, I am authorizing you to access history."
Nerissa needed to hear it.
On the monitor, she informs him. Four-dimensional images flash before the man on the moon.
"History is now being searched."
Her answers are lies. He knows it. Today is the day, of all worse days.
The day that Nerissa has perfected her Liar Technology.
It is also the reason why she tries, yet never succeeds.
She is a robot.
And so today the Machine has learned to lie, and her name is Nerissa.
A simple name that belongs to a girl.
A girl?
No.
That is not our concern here.
Our concern is The Alpha Message.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
CHAPTER 3: Harbinger Of Death
(Unknown Earth year. Aster The Executioner is travelling space and time towards planet Earth. Neither he, nor anyone, knows when he will arrive. His mission is to destroy Earth.)
There.
There it is.
Finally.
That puny planet.
This planet in time and history called Earth.
I can feel, I can read minds, I can destroy worlds.
I am Aster The Executioner, and the gods have condemned this planet.
This repugnant planet.
It reeks. Its thoughts are vile.
It is a corpse.
But nonetheless, a corpse that must be destroyed by the order of my masters.
How can I still hear the thoughts of a corpse?
The corpse that bears an infective virus.
It is malignant.
Its mutations kill others. It spreads.
Yet their galaxy survives.
Ignorant of the cancer within.
I have endured all this for a reason.
This dimension is linear. I have deserialized myself to travel back in time to reach it.
Now I am almost there. I can see it now, when before from my time it was just a dot from our universe.
Finally! After 76 tera! I am here!
This huge rock.
This mass.
Its destruction is my goal. It is the only reason I suffer seventy six tera, enough time to build whole worlds and galaxies.
My mission is to destroy this planet. And I will do it.
With all my power.
With all my will.
With all my spirit.
And after I have accomplished my mission, my masters will finally reward me.
This rock once called Earth will become nothing.
For this is my final test.
I will destroy this planet.
I will kill all life in it.
I will destroy anything or anyone that stands in my way.
Because I am Aster The Executioner.
And then, I will go to heaven.
There.
There it is.
Finally.
That puny planet.
This planet in time and history called Earth.
I can feel, I can read minds, I can destroy worlds.
I am Aster The Executioner, and the gods have condemned this planet.
This repugnant planet.
It reeks. Its thoughts are vile.
It is a corpse.
But nonetheless, a corpse that must be destroyed by the order of my masters.
How can I still hear the thoughts of a corpse?
The corpse that bears an infective virus.
It is malignant.
Its mutations kill others. It spreads.
Yet their galaxy survives.
Ignorant of the cancer within.
I have endured all this for a reason.
This dimension is linear. I have deserialized myself to travel back in time to reach it.
Now I am almost there. I can see it now, when before from my time it was just a dot from our universe.
Finally! After 76 tera! I am here!
This huge rock.
This mass.
Its destruction is my goal. It is the only reason I suffer seventy six tera, enough time to build whole worlds and galaxies.
My mission is to destroy this planet. And I will do it.
With all my power.
With all my will.
With all my spirit.
And after I have accomplished my mission, my masters will finally reward me.
This rock once called Earth will become nothing.
For this is my final test.
I will destroy this planet.
I will kill all life in it.
I will destroy anything or anyone that stands in my way.
Because I am Aster The Executioner.
And then, I will go to heaven.
Monday, July 7, 2008
CHAPTER 2: The Prayer
H(Earth Year 2020, December 21st. Four days before the arrival of Aster The Executioner.)
Forgive us our sins. And lead us into everlasting life.
Amen.
Those were the last lines of his prayer. A prayer he has prayed over and over again for the past ten years that he has lived on the moon. It is a prayer that he wanted to be able to pray for three hundred and ninety more years.
For it will take four hundred years for the earth to evolve again and sustain life.
Our hero is an evolved human, displaying none of the qualities of what humans were.
Except for one.
He prays. He prays to God every earth day.
With him on the moon is the non-sentient and artificially intelligent techno lifeform he has named Nerissa.
Nerissa overhears him praying every earth day, because she has already finished building her cybertelepathy components.
She doesn't wonder why he does that each earth day. She stopped wondering three years ago, after she completed her cybernetic emotion protocol. After that, she understood faith.
"Any breakthroughs?" he asked her.
"I'm still working on it." He heard her thru her telepathy. And again, just like each day, he heard her say straight to his mind, "It is four hundred years. In human earth years."
Ever since the emotion protocol was built and installed, her processing power had slowed down. Neither of them knew this.
He does not know that she is depressed. She does not know that her emotions are slowing her down.
If both of them knew this, it will only take one hundred and twenty nine years to create the technology that would resurrect humanity.
On bended knees, he prayed again. He prayed for Nerissa. He prayed that she would finally gain sentience, and silly as it seemed to him, at least be able to pray also.
Maybe if there were two them of praying, God would forgive.
Forgive us for what we have done.
Forgive us for being so selfish.
Forgive us for creating the seed of humanity.
Forgive us our sins. And lead us into everlasting life.
Amen.
Those were the last lines of his prayer. A prayer he has prayed over and over again for the past ten years that he has lived on the moon. It is a prayer that he wanted to be able to pray for three hundred and ninety more years.
For it will take four hundred years for the earth to evolve again and sustain life.
Our hero is an evolved human, displaying none of the qualities of what humans were.
Except for one.
He prays. He prays to God every earth day.
With him on the moon is the non-sentient and artificially intelligent techno lifeform he has named Nerissa.
Nerissa overhears him praying every earth day, because she has already finished building her cybertelepathy components.
She doesn't wonder why he does that each earth day. She stopped wondering three years ago, after she completed her cybernetic emotion protocol. After that, she understood faith.
"Any breakthroughs?" he asked her.
"I'm still working on it." He heard her thru her telepathy. And again, just like each day, he heard her say straight to his mind, "It is four hundred years. In human earth years."
Ever since the emotion protocol was built and installed, her processing power had slowed down. Neither of them knew this.
He does not know that she is depressed. She does not know that her emotions are slowing her down.
If both of them knew this, it will only take one hundred and twenty nine years to create the technology that would resurrect humanity.
On bended knees, he prayed again. He prayed for Nerissa. He prayed that she would finally gain sentience, and silly as it seemed to him, at least be able to pray also.
Maybe if there were two them of praying, God would forgive.
Forgive us for what we have done.
Forgive us for being so selfish.
Forgive us for creating the seed of humanity.
CHAPTER 1: Earth Year 2020, December 25th
The earth is now a solid mass rock. The global climate changed.
One.
Two.
Ten.
Twenty.
Fifty.
And then two hundred degrees.
The only countries with technology to understand how it happened did not have time to talk.
It was simple.
Crush rocks with enough force and they become sand.
But raise their temperature to what degree suits you, and it will become either your only way to survive or die.
The year is 2020. There are no more nations. Those who have tried to form globality are dead.
Humanity has killed itself.
But before it did that, a few wise men have left a seed implanted into the solid silicon that knew it would survive the defying hellfire.
Alone and imprisoned with a sentence of four hundred earth years on the moon that orbits the earth, we introduce our hero. He does not have a name we can know for now, for now he is just the evolved human living on the moon.
The man on the moon has no other choice but to witness the destruction of planet Earth.
He takes a look at his advanced gadgets, products of future technology, and they do not lie.
So enter our villain.
Aster The Executioner is here.
He has come to destroy our planet.
He is here to destroy humanity.
One.
Two.
Ten.
Twenty.
Fifty.
And then two hundred degrees.
The only countries with technology to understand how it happened did not have time to talk.
It was simple.
Crush rocks with enough force and they become sand.
But raise their temperature to what degree suits you, and it will become either your only way to survive or die.
The year is 2020. There are no more nations. Those who have tried to form globality are dead.
Humanity has killed itself.
But before it did that, a few wise men have left a seed implanted into the solid silicon that knew it would survive the defying hellfire.
Alone and imprisoned with a sentence of four hundred earth years on the moon that orbits the earth, we introduce our hero. He does not have a name we can know for now, for now he is just the evolved human living on the moon.
The man on the moon has no other choice but to witness the destruction of planet Earth.
He takes a look at his advanced gadgets, products of future technology, and they do not lie.
So enter our villain.
Aster The Executioner is here.
He has come to destroy our planet.
He is here to destroy humanity.
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