6 Billion A.D.
Synopsis: Rigel, by chance immortal, witnesses the collapse of the universe over 10,000 years.
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Chapter 1: (...)
Tentative Synopsis: Rigel, a botanist, embarks as a passenger on a ship headed to a galactic conference only to find out that he has an incurable disease, and six months left to live.
1.1
The landscape glowed beneath the evening sky. Seven suns burned through the solid mauve canopy above their walk. They approached the cave's dazzling mouth as if on eggshells, not the egg shells of an earth ostrich or one of the insectoid shells of the K'oooo'lath but much like the delicate egg shells that one would conceive of in a metaphorical sense. The two marveled at the life form that had pulled them so far across the stars. “Once in a hundred years!”
“Do you want me to extract Rigel?” Gine asked. “What’s so special about those little lichens anyway?”
“Everything. There’s a pattern here, extremely rare. And no, we’re not going to extract, just observe.”
“For how long?” Gine asked. “I honestly don’t know. However long it blooms. A botanist must be patient.”
“If you say so. What a way to spend your birthday.” Gine grinned.
This was the beginning, before things slowed down. I was a young 64 then. I'm surprised I remember. After all, it was 10,000 years ago. The average lifespan was only 340 solar standard years. To have surpassed it would have had inconceivable reasoning for the existence of mortal life.
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I arrived home later that night, there was a milky grey sky that changed into black ebony tones as the seven suns danced away and around the planetary body like seven dancers. (describe trek through countryside?). My loft was empty, uninspiring, spartan. I liked it that way. The screen to the far side of the space blinked, announcing a new message. From my father.
1.2
The...
1.3
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The galaxy was in crisis. A conference was called concerning all 1000 members of the League. The top minds of the quadrant were to convene on the planet (...).
...
This, more than anything, was the impetus of my tale, because if not for a chance ...
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I received a transmission from my father. He was a stern man who never minced words. (better description). He held the rank of general in the League. At that time the League was new and they needed someone like him. The demands of the League were incessant, urgent, and my father saw them as a challenge.
I hadn't seen him in years. “Happy birthday, son. “ his long, stalky face looked stilted. I could tell he was worried. But he nevertheless tried to show joy.
“I will be passing through your sector, and was hoping I could (scoop) you up, so that we might spend some time together.”
What...brings you through the (backwater)?” I asked.
“A matter of importance. It is also urgent. But I would also like to see my son. It’s been too long.”
1.4
The cruiser Maxilon was passing through the Crab Nebula on its way to the conference to which my father had been summoned. It was being held at a secret location, on one of the fringe worlds of the League.
I arrived at the lift. The ship was massive, one of the Leviathan-class interstellar cruisers. Its black perma-steel hull sparkled, bright and dark, translucent and opaque, sinister and beautiful.
[suggest changing Crab Nebula as a location - it will not exist in the far future]
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1.5
The scientists were perplexed. "How did we not see this?" Tular Renn, a brilliant astrophysicist fresh from Orion Prime Institute of Technology cried out, his eyes scanning the holographically projected image in front of him.
"We should have known about this decades ago," interjected an older female scientist.
A man at the end of the table stood up. "It seems impossible, and yet the data is quite clear! The speed of light has slowed down. This could have well started thousands of years ago!"
"That's preposterous! The speed of light is a constant." came another voice in the conference room deep within the Department of Sciences, a department of the League.
"Or so we thought," replied the Tular Renn.
The General stood up, "I am not after theories! What are we to do about it?"
"We're not sure, we project hundreds, perhaps thousands of galaxies have already been consumed. And the effect seems to be accelerating.
I interjected, without thinking, "how long do we have?"
"And you are?" the ... scientist queried.
"That's my son," the general replied. "He's a scientist of sorts."
"But why is he here?" The general raised his voice, he's here because I want him here!, and that's that"
"If you insist," the ... scientist replied.
The meeting went on for hours. I hardly grasped any of it, but it became clear that the first effects of the (rift) would be here in decades, if not years. A hundred, a thousand years? before things became completely inhospitable; no one really knew. Would the universe really be destroyed? Could it be an elaborate hoax? In all honesty, at the time, I didn't care much, when it really came down to it. I would be long dead before it happened.
1.6
The ...
1.7
... At the request of my father I went to get a long overdo physical exam. The room was crowded with (instruments). It resembled (...). “Pardon the mess. We are in the process of (revamping) this facility.” The doctor was an older man, with dark orange skin. Spots cluttered his large, round face. He was a Belerion I believe. “I am...” The doctor interrupted, “you must be Rigel. General Vango talks about you all the time. He’s informed me to give you every test there is. The doctor paused for a second. “Where are my manners, I’m Doctor Condel, or Co-del’-ondel-o’ris if you have the patience.”
It was strange to hear that my father talked about me. I always thought of myself as a chore to him. An inconvenience that needed to be met every couple of years. But I knew he loved me, even if In his own way. And I did love him, in my own way. That is why I agreed to this ridiculous physical, to make him happy. That is why I agreed to take a ride on this ship, to leave home. “Dr. Condel, where do we begin and what did my father ever mention? Were you his doctor at one point?" His orange skin shimmered into another form, another color that was truly unique in only the way that fantastical things could show our eyes.
… It could be avoided, this collapse. It could be circumnavigated. The mitochondrial connections could be replicated and synthesized with photosynthetic ones. Using solar power to animate the connections, it'd create an independently functioning organism that could work without thought.
... I had been diagnosed with a rare (genetic disease). I only had six months to live, at best... Everyone avoided me, refused to make eye contact with me. There was a stigma around my disease that hurt to hear it mentioned.
… –Chapter 2 started–
Discussion
- Technologic development of the League? They have explored most of the galaxy but have yet to go beyond the rim. They can harvest energy from stars directly but have yet to construct a Dyson sphere, or at least the project has never been undertaken. The technology to destroy a star and create a black hole is there, but is illegal, due to its potential as a weapon. They have just recently begun to harvest dark matter for practical purposes. Much of the technical details can be ignored due to the story being told from the point of view of Rigel, who doesn't really understand what is going on.
- Tentative Synopsis, Chapter 2: Rigel, in search of a cure, ventures out of League territory to a far off planet following rumors of an illegal medical procedure.
Tentative Synopsis, Chapter 3: Rigel finds himself on the planet of the immortals, falling in love, but also needing to leave after a short time.
Tentative Synopsis, Chapter 4: Desperate in love, Rigel searches for Sophiy, spanning hundreds of years.
Tentative Synopsis, Chapter 5: Rigel finally finds Sophiy who convinces him to play a pivotal role in the League as a new threat emerges.
Tentative Synopsis, Chapter 6: War looms as the Order sets out to unleash havoc on the galaxy.
Tentative Synopsis, Chapter 7: The League fights back, but Rigel's loyalty is tested after Sophiy's death.
Tentative Synopsis, Chapter 8: In his despair Rigel becomes the tool of the enemy, as the Order pushes the League to the brink.
Tentative Synopsis, Chapter 9: As the new dark age sets in Rigel wanders the galaxy for 200 years until encountering the mysterious Sentience.
Tentative Synopsis, Chapter 10: Rigel heads toward the anomaly at the center of the galaxy to set off a chain reaction that could stop the collapse of the universe, for better or worse.
| 6 Billion A.D.: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Leaving Love | Chapter 4 | Hero of the League | The Order Attacks | The League Fights Back | Messenger of Destruction | The Search | Collapse |
