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The Emperor Part 1

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The following is an extract from the beginning of The Emperor’s Bible.

Humanity was a failing species, devoid of direction and leadership, destined to live out its evolutionary life on a nondescript world in an anonymous star system near the edge of galactic space.

Partition and petty squabbling were its greatest curse. Fractured, it could never explore and colonize the surrounding space.

Its cities crumbled, its people broken and without hope. Many a visitor would have had a quick glance and passed on. Not The Emperor.

He saw a species that could be moulded, changed into something greater than the sum of its parts. So, he made his presence known to the world and people rallied to be by his side.

There was fervent opposition. The fiercest came from the One World Government, which believed in the ridiculous idea of democracy, and the Catholic Church, which insisted on worshipping only its God. They were eventually defeated, but still, their theologies persist in the darkest corners of the Empire.

Now, under The Emperor’s eternal guidance, humanity has grown from its feeble start to one of the dominant forces over the galaxy. It is only through his strength and brilliance that humanity has prospered.

Still, there are those who oppose his greatness.

To be continued.

The Trigon (3)

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So why did humanity use this particular symbol to represent support for The Emperor?

Well, I can think of two major points.

A triangle, by its very nature, has three points. One point is The Emperor, another is his subjects, and the final point is his armies. It is a covenant between each that forms The Empire.

The second reason is this. If you follow the sides of a triangle, you never reach an end. You are in perpetual, unending motion. Similarly, the Empire will have no end. There will always be The Emperor. As he has declared, he will outlive the Universe itself. It is not for us to question how.

The Trigon is now integral to the Empire. It is the first symbol to be put on the civic buildings of a newly conquered world or at the centre of the first settlement in a new colony.

Ladies and Gentlemen, it was a pleasure speaking to you today. A reminder: extreme heat expected later today. Take care, and may The Emperor bless you all.

The Trigon

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The following is an extract from a lecture by Dr. Lena Hall, a visiting professor from Harvard to an audience in Dhaka University in 235 EY. The title of the lecture was called “The Trigon – Symbolism, Eternal Power and the Emperor”.

Ladies and Gentlemen, it is an honor to be here with you on this glorious day. May The Emperor be with you all. I’ve only heard the exciting news that the Trappist 1 System has fallen to the Empire.

But I digress and for The Emperor will now commence. Note that I will be repeating much of what you may already know for the benefit of people beginning their studies in the area.

The first mention of the Emperor were old new reports of his forces capturing small towns in the former country of Spain. At first, the One World Government largely ignored the new rebellion, concentration its forces on the Beijing offensive.

Eventually though they took decisive action sending what was known as the Devils Guard. It was made up of both humans and android, renowned at the time for massacres on the Chinese and South African fronts. The Emperors forces at the time fought bravely but their weapons were nowhere near as advanced. After the fall of Valencia, The Emperor’s forces abandoned their remaining urban strongholds and switched to guerrilla warfare.

To be continued..

The Battle of Yam 2

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She told me of an intergalactic menace that lays waste to living worlds, reducing them to ash. The warning is embedded in their poetry and songs. It is a world on the outer rim of the galaxy, but I laughed when I first heard it. They were overdue, normally approaching that region of space every ten thousand years, and that the Yami would never have fallen to the Empire if they had not had to fight them.

There was something in her eyes. After all we had done, she still saw us as the lesser evil. It was something I hadn’t come across before.

I decided to be cautious. On the very outer rim of the Empire, there were no worlds close by to come to our aid. Spy ships were sent out into deep space to give warning of any approaching vessels. Plans for extra fortifications were put in place, as well as the creation of elite units.

Years passed, and nothing. Then, we lost communication with one, but not before a final message. A fleet of intergalactic ships of unknown design was heading in our direction. We didn’t have much time, only six months to make our final preparations.

To be continued..

The Battle of Yam (Alachins)

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The following is the testimony of Supreme Commander Brigid Collentine about the defense of Yam in 82567 EY. to the Imperial Secret Service.

(From a historical perspective, this is the first instance of conflict between Alachins and the Empire)

I swear, on penalty of death, the following is a true account of what happened before, during, and after the battle of Yam.

In 8257 EY, I was assigned as Supreme Commander of the planet Yam. The Empire was still in the early of its occupation. The indigenous Yami population had been decimated and their resistance crushed. Their great cities and religious sites lay in ruins.

My first decision was whether or not they should be fully exterminated in the death camps. I decided that the remnants of the species would make good slaves instead. The blue creatures have great physical strength, an invaluable tool for human colonists.

The construction of new cities and military facilities then began in earnest. It was during the subsequent years that I learned about what I believe are now called Alachins from a Yami slave girl. I am aware that allegations have been made against me, but I swear she was only ever a sex slave.

To be continued

First Alachin Encounters P3

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Time cycle 4

The Captain held the meeting very early in the time cycle. I was only half awake when it started. It was fairly rowdy and he had to ask for quiet on numerous occasions.

So we’re off to Cactus 351. It’s going to take another hundred years to get there. Not exactly paradise, it’s going to be on the warm side. We’re all going start our long sleep in a few hours, so this will be my last entry for quite some time.

On a positive note, we’re going in a different direction to those Alachins. We did our closest approach to the doomed planet an hour ago. Not even an atmosphere remains. We’re all still stunned.

First Alachin Encounters P2

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Continued..

I look forward to the next time cycle with both trepidation and fear.

Time cycle 2

Something’s not quite right. They have stopped reawakening people. The crew are going around ashen faced, refusing to ask any questions, only to say that there will be a major announcement next time cycle. I saw the Captain about an hour, he was pale with bloodshot eyes.

Oh, what have I done? I should never have left.

Time cycle 3

Oh Emperor, it is worse than I thought. The Captain informed us that the planet has been stripped of all life. It can no longer sustain human habitation. There was nearly a riot. People couldn’t believe it, neither could I. Our promised land was gone.

The ship had a telescope fixed on the planet since we left. The Captain brought up a holographic image of what it shows. A strange looking alien ship with what looks like scales approaches the beautiful green and blue planet. Then the planet changes and becomes darker, before becoming difficult to decipher from the surrounding space.

People broke down in tears. Captain Peterson said the new species would be called Alachins after the planet Alachin that they had consumed in his report to the Empire.

He will inform us what the new plan is at the next time cycle. (To be continued)

First Alachin Encounters P1

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The following are extracts from Elizabeth Moore’s diary from the year 70000 EY. She was on the colony ship Eurbus sent to the fringes of the Empire at the time.

Time cycle 1

Still feeling sore after leaving the cryonic chamber. It’s hard to believe fifteen years have passed; I looked in a mirror and saw the same person staring back at me.

They warned us about the headaches, and they are every bit as severe as they said. Feels like explosions going off inside my head.

The other thing I’ve noticed is my heightened sense of smell. It’s like an olfactory overload. The first thing I noticed on waking was the smell of cleaning fluid, then the pungent smell of my fellow passengers. In fairness, none had washed in years.

Still, some of the men smelled good. It must be instinct or something. I hope the algorithm pairs me with one of them.

It should take two days before we disembark. I hope it is as beautiful and habitable as they projected. The largest telescopes indicated a thriving, lush world after all. I’d love a nice farmstead beside the sea.

Captain Peterson said there will be more than enough prime estate for everyone. I like him; he seems to care about everybody. His second in command, Ham, not so much.

My thoughts turned to what I’ve left behind. All of my brothers and sisters that I’ll never see again. My parents. I wonder what has happened in their lives since.

Wheelchair Wars: First Tark Encounters – Etreides 451 P3

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Agent: What’s the capability of their weapons?

General: Every bit as good as ours. The problem was they underestimated us. They thought that our military strength would be similar to that of our colony worlds. We learned so much from those that we captured. It was my express order that at least a handful of prisoners be taken.

Agent: And what did you learn?

General: A great deal. This species is unlike anything we’ve come across before, and is a threat to the Empire. It sees us as food. They smell horrendous and reproduce through the laying of eggs. This armada that attacked us is what they consider to be a war band. It’s from one world amongst possibly millions. They have no central authority like the Empire, and are as likely to fight amongst themselves as anybody else.

Apparently, though, in their past many worlds have banded together to fight together against a common enemy. A religious war with them, of this nature, could cause major problems throughout the quadrant.

Agent: What do you recommend?

General: For the best armies of the Empire to be sent. We must immediately wage war. Pick off their worlds one by one.

Agent: Thank you for your time. Your thoughts will be forwarded, and a transcript of this interview will be archived. For The Emperor.

General: For The Emperor.

Wheelchair Wars: First Tark Encounters – Etreides 451

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The following is a further transcript submitted by the ISS. It is from an interview with Supreme General Malthus Oppenheimer in 75823 EY.

Agent: Thank you for meeting me. The Service believes that the information you provide will prove invaluable to the Empire.

General: Anything for the glory of The Emperor.

Agent: Please begin from the start.

General: I was assigned to planet Etreides 451 to protect what was envisaged to be a rapidly expanding part of the Empire. Colony ships had been set to many of its surrounding systems. All seemed to be going well at first, and each colony ship gave an update every few years. Then, the most distant stopped. This can happen. Perhaps due to faulty equipment or a local disease that wipes everyone out.

Agent: And when did you become aware that it was something more than that?

General: When over a number of years communications stopped abruptly from two further colonies. A sequence leading to Etreides 451 had formed.

Agent: What action did you take?

General: I invoked Imperial Decree Number Five, of course!

Agent: Indeed General. But for people who will review this interview in future, perhaps tens of thousands of years in the future, please detail what this involved.

General: All resources are transferred to the militarization of the planet. The Governor became subordinate to my command.

(To be continued)