{LOCATION} The Great Dyson Sphere, Maturation Chambers
//All this is in Third Person Point of View, with an outsider to the story telling it. listern and learn
:::Translation Matrix Engaged:::
"What am i? Who am I?" the first thoughts of any newborn sentient creature, untamed and unknowing, an infant after birth, like a child, knowing only what it needs. This is a tale of tales, that tells of a newborn, a newborn Nomad, early in its development, which one day, somewhere would cast aside its ignorance of purpose, of duty and being in search of the great orange light, the holy grail so to speak, to truly understand "Who Am I? What Am I?" the hardest question ever to strike a civilisation, Who am I? asked for untold aeons never finding the right answer, never knowing the truth, for no one really knows who they are, not until the end has come. This tale, this fable, a warning, the Humans have a term for it, Curiosity killed the cat, one of very few truths in this universe, how right they were, but still, in their races infancy never understood the significance of this simple old folk tale. Some lessons are learned easily, but others like this, are always learned the hard way, the painful way, Curiosity unfortunately isn't solely a Human Trait, it spreads through the universe like a solar wind, far reaching, affecting us all.
I was there you see, the fall of earth to chaos, to fire, death and pain. oldest of the old they called me. I am woken from my Stasis Slumber when there are great tales to be told and heard. My Name is Uber Aemos, Remembrancer for prosperity should history repeat itself should man embark on another war, i was their last best hope, not for victory, not for peace, just simply to be remembered and not forgotten to the shoals of time and space, so that one day at least, when we die as a race, our memory lives on, our accomplishments our legacy is never forgotten and our mistakes learned from.
I came from a small town on the British Isles, Truro in what was called the County of Cornwall, Several thousand years of history to be had, i was a scholar at the Falmouth Media and history university there, we were a peaceful people, trying hard to stay out of the war, how foolish we were to think that if we stayed neutral, we were safe, how foolish indeed.
I watched as my loved ones died, my family, my friends and most important, the one true love of my life, the one person i would of gone to hell and back, cheated death and laughed in its face for, this one person ment everything to me, even life and death. My salvation so it seemed was around the corner, you see i have a gift, an Eidetic Memory that was useful to the British when they launced the Sleeper ships, they installed augmetic upgrades in my brane so that id never forget anything i saw, a bold venture, one person to remember a whole race. I did not join because of that, there was almost 100% chance we would die in the process and that appealed to me and sometimes still does, the thought of reuniting with my loved one in some distant plane of existance ment i would be alone no more, for that one person ment more than life itself, but i divulge.
The sleeper ships were to carry us to a new promised land they said, where peace was to reign. Briton, America, Germany and Japan launced their pods, but there were not the only ones, the Spanish, French and Italians joined us, unknown at the time.
I was to be awakened every 300 years to be filled with tales and records of events and achievements, i was hidden by a secret order, known as the Order, on a planet so well defended and hidden no even the cunning Liberty and Bretonia could find me. It was in these times that i learned of the great nomad war, a costly war, in these tales a story came to me, so rich and humble, that i can never for et, it tells the tale of a human failing, that sometimes, just sometimes, curiosity killed the cat.
It was just a youngling you see, a child. only a few months old, it tested fate. it had no name as we would comprehend, but would respond to the name Essene.
it was made, too many nomads made, it was not needed, therefore cast aside, not wanted, Surplus it was branded, so rather than just terminate it, they abandoned it to the cruel and harsh nght of the universe to makes its own way, to prove its own worth but in the course it was lost, no one to guide it and teach it, it died, in a cruel and painful way.
It had left its cradle and astonishingly had survived a journey to a system called omicron gamma, home system of the Corsairs. knowing not what it was doing it explored, yearned for knowledge. on its travels it encountered these Corsairs, Called them metal Entities with Bioforms, it had no idea of the danger it was in.
i approached the large gathering of them, and like a child was playful and Curious. A mistake so painfully learned that it would never forget it again.
"What are they? they are different to me" it was asking itself. one side of its mind was cautious, just not cautious enough.
**What are these things?** Nomads are telepathic in nature, not verbal.
**Strange creatures, Machine and bioforms**
its a shame really, after the invasion, no one trusted these inquisitive creatures.
*Speak Different, not use great mind**
**Hidden we are** how wrong it was, they knew it was there, just not perceiving it as a threat ... yet
seeing how territorial they were, Essene was cautious, but curiosity pushed him on.
** This Grimly Thing tries Communication with us, not Psychic, strange sounds it makes** //Was actually an OOC Comment to me made by accident
At this time a large ship undocks from Crete, a corsair gunboat, sensing trouble our young nomad proceeds very slowly. as it approaches the Corsair ships, it is alarmed by the rapid interception, and tries to make a gesture, of non hostility. a futile one at that
It ties to escape, but persued by the Corsairs, it didnt get very far. a Fighter and a gunboat closes on it, Essene tries to fight it, but it was no match. The last thing the Corsairs heard of it was the great shrilling psychic death scream, even to this day they are haunted by it.
theNomad was simply curious of the creatures it found, ignorant of the dangers. It perished painfully, only one thing on its mind. Why?.
The End of Chapter 1
//Video recods being uploaded, forgive grimly for the OOC chat even tho i told him to shut it