《Earth: A Revised History》Prologue
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"It is impossible for us to say exactly what caused the downfall of Earth. Too many catastrophic things happened all at once: Wars, natural disasters and otherworldly powers were all partly responsible. What can be said, however, is the worst of all, Earth is gone. A barren planet, perhaps, or utterly destroyed. No one knows for sure. The information of what caused the final exodus of those of us that have survived has long been lost, and nobody has been able to spot the Sol system for over 250 years. Even before then, the Earth had not been seen visually since the disaster that befall it. What we can say for sure is that no humans have lived there for the past 500 years. Those of us whose ancestors survived the fall, as we have taken to calling it, have lived miserable lives. Many of us have died, so much has been lost, and the story of the others, those I’ve heard, at least, is no different. Stuck on scraped together Ark ships and hastily gathered resources which have far outlived their intended lifetimes,"
“Captain,” a male robotic voice began, “fuel is at 2%. It will be approximately one more day before the ship’s secondary generators will stop running,” the voice was entirely too smooth to be natural, and yet it still showed distress at the situation at hand.
‘And I’m sure our food supplies aren’t doing much better…’ the captain thought to himself in response. He then turned towards the door, shouting through it at the man who had triggered his AI to speak, “thank you for the report, Arthur. Now, don’t disrupt me until I’ve finished, I’d like to return to writing,” his voice was tired and marred by time. It was as if he had smoked his entire life, but none of them had ever seen a cigarette personally.
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“I'll get back to work right away sir,” the voice came from the other room, clearly human.
“Approximately 100 years ago a new calamity befell our crumbling community. Those of us who still survived soon fell silent one by one. It was quickly discovered that the communication beacons still operational after the fall of Earth were falling one by one to some unknown force, and barely 20 years later, they were all gone. The man spoke, the small terminal in front of him writing his words as he said them.
"Captain?" someone knocked on the door, stood behind him and shouted.
"What?" The man shouted back, his voice deep and gravelly. The door soon opened into the dimly lit room, the whole thing was pieced together of chrome metal and various coloured plastics. The wear and tear of time had taken its toll on them, but it was still obviously made to be aesthetically pleasing.
"It's ready."
The captain stood up quickly, it was time. He was a gruff looking man in his early 40s, and his face was marked with the signs of time far beyond his real age, showing the gravity of his position and the hardships he had faced. He headed out of the room with the man that called him, his second in command. The air around them heated up as they left the core of the small, chrome plated ship. Outside the tiny windows covering the ship were dunes of sand for miles and miles. A few minutes later, they reached their destination, the only precious thing left on that ship. It was a huge device, made of the same chrome metal and plastic as the rest of the ship, but with some obviously higher purpose. Scientific devices were stuck to every meter of it, and it was placed in the center of the largest room, as if to give it some sense of importance.
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"Is it configured?" the captain almost immediately asked. In the room were two more people wearing ragged lab coats. One of them nodded hesitantly.
"Is the database uploaded?"
"It is," the other one said with a wary tone, "Are you sure about all this captain? What if something goes wrong? This is just a prototype, after all."
"More wrong than being stuck out here to starve with the only hope for humanity?" the captain responded, chuckling darkly, "We're going through with it. That's an order," he looked at the others fiercely and they soon began typing various things into the central computer console on the machine.
"If you want to put in your message captain, now's the time," one of the scientists cleared the console and said quickly.
The captain approached the console and again began dictating to the AI, which was already present on this computer as well.
"I, however, have the unfortunate duty of holding one of the only devices that could save us. A prototype time machine developed by the Earth government for the purposes of preventing the fall. It was never used, but it is still capable of functioning, even after all this time. It can only go back in increments of ten thousand years, but that is long enough ago to hopefully prevent the fall in the first place. Of course it’s impossible for us to believe it will stop everything… Humans will never change, of that much I’m certain. But my hope is that this allows our culture and species to survive in the form we deserve for longer than we did. On our ship was a database containing details on and many blueprints of various technologies, the history of what happened to us, and records of our culture and language. We hope the humans who find the database when it is transported back to Earth will be able to decipher it with some time. It is a fragile hope to prevent an enormous disaster, but it is our only one. I hope those who find this learn from our mistakes
- Captain Waystone"
That is when through utter conviction alone that the captain pressed a button, activating the machine. The world shook and rumbled for a moment, before disappearing in a flash of light.
He would never know what truly came of his actions.
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This Strange New Life
Seems like I got a new chance. Better not fuck it up then, since I really want to see what it feels to have a family. Power is pretty lame alone. Best used to build things and protect people. Did a lot of building 'till now, lots of research stuff and all. Now, let's protect the people that I love and that loves me back. An enjoyable life with my loved ones. Whatever the cost. Mufufu~~ What can I do, my siblings are so cute~~ maybe I'll try having children at some point~? --- PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION ^p^ ---- This is an extremely slow reincarnation story, with heavy usage of dialogues and diminutive descriptions. Chapter are posted whenever I feel like it, because I won't burn myself down like I did before. Chapters will often be around 2k words. The first arc, Life in Valince, will be at least 50 chapters deep, and the main character won't get to her 1 year anniversary over the span of this arc. As I said, it's a slow, character interaction, dialogue-heavy story. Lots of feeling, slice-of-life etc, with some dramatic events that shape the rest of the story ^^ AND PLEASE, STOP PESTERING ME ABOUT JAPANESE. this story contain a very limited amount of japanese words, used in context for a reason and that are part of the mystery of the worldAnd the bad guys use german (not because nazi buit because german is badass)And there’s also french. Please be open-minded. I’m not a delusional weeb and this kind of thing, and it would be very appreciated if people could be more polite.If you don't like it, I don't force you to read it, but a lot of people seems to like this novel nonetheless, so maybe you should give it a shot. ---- Lux's here! Yeah I know I should work on ToL and ToF but I had another idea, then another one. So here it is. Story talk about a war vet that reincarnate and can finally know what it is to have a family. I like engineering, creating things and all, so I'll try putting production scene in this. Like all my stories, it's about love, be it with family, friends or lovers. I like my coffee with so much love sugar that half the planet would get diabetes. You're warned. Also, the MC is quite OP, but I keep a progression curb and she still has things to learn, which she will eagerly do. After all, curiosity is one of her main drives, with a thirst for love and utter hate of loss, be it losing a battle or losing someone she loves. Ha, nearly forgot. CONTENT WARNINGS AREN'T FOR SHOW. Sex, of course. I'll try to explore sexuality as a male, a female, and some other PoV that can't be categorised like that, not exactly. Also, beware the yuri/yaoi. I don't limit myself to straight couples. Gore. A lot. Blood everywhere, guts spilling and all. I don't do censure. The Mc cut a wolf in half? you get the details of what is inside it. Traumatising content. I dunno. No NTR, no heartbreaking drama. However, some of you may dislike the way I handle bodies and flesh. Got some feedback about body horror on my previous works, but everyone as a different border separating transhumanism and body horror. Mine is pretty high. How high? Go read The Other Labyrthin to have an example. To put it in simple term, I've no problem at all to describe alien bodies, change in human bodies, interactions between differents strange species etc. Expect a lot of tentacle, bio-incubator, spawning pool à la zerg. Profanity. Well, I think you fucking got it in the very first sentence of this synopsis, ain't right? ---- THIS IS A WIP (work in progress)! Earlier chapters may get retconned or completely changed, structure of the story isn't set in stone, all the usual stuff. ANY HELP IS WELCOMED. Want to throw me your idea? Shoot! Spotted an error in the text? Comment! Seen a plothole bigger than the impact zone of a nuke? I'll gladly hear you out and try to fix the problem (somehow ;-;) --- Cover: John Martin - The Plains of Heaven (c. 1851) ---- Official Editor: TheZouave (starting from ch25 onward) ---- List of thanks: Necrotyr (English) Asviloka (English) Damokles (Review) David Talon (Review) JHA (English) Helbom (English) Slee202 (Common Coherence) NEEDS_MORE_DAKA (First First) Srayan (English) Koooomakimi (Dialogue Flow) Emagstar (English) Apocryphal (Review) ToasterForker (Review) Ellen Taylor (Review) Zak (English) PrimalShadow (English) Elliot Flanders (HUGE THANKS for the re-write of the poem "Tale of Ashen Night" Go check their work, it's good ^^) Lance Wheeler (Huge thanks for the English edit on each chapter ^^) (If you think you should be here because you helped me, feel free to ask, pointing the reason, like the comment you gave that could have helped me ^^)
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