Chapter ten(M)

So far, the anomalies described have been relatively benign. Sure, they may inconvenience some people, but they aren’t any more dangerous than normal. There are, however, far more deadly anomalies.

Engrossed in my building and planning as I was, I still noticed the pings coming from the fleets. They wanted to discuss their release, huh? Well, I had gotten what I needed, so I supposed it was time to plunge back into the universe.

“Hello, it is my impression that you are here to talk about returning to the universe.”

“Yes, we would like to get back to our races to discuss with them about recent events.”

“Yes, we have stayed in the Between for too long. I only wish that when you return you will pass into your leadership my wishes. I will not interfere with you if you do not interfere with me.” The leaders looked at each other, warily.

“We will convey your words to our superiors when we return.”

“Then I wish you all a safe voyage.” They did not have time to reply before the colors of the Between warped and the familiar sight of the stars came back into sight.

As soon as they recovered from the bout of vomiting brought on by the re-entry, they dispersed and hurried in the direction of the nations, as I cloaked and too disappeared. I needed to find a suitable place to revive my race.

After wandering in the void for a while, I found what I was looking for. Central Station, the place where all roads and stations meet. The center of our vast network.

It was way too big to fit in a star system, so we put it in orbit around the galactic core, more specifically we moved it into a binary orbit with the supermassive black hole at the center of the core.

I don’t think that any other races have gained access to it, as it was the only station that needed codes due to it also being one of our largest fleet bases.

Unfortunately, I don’t think that there are any functional warships left there, due to most of their materials being incorporated into my current body. Still, they should have some functional scanners and records of what happened while I was away.

I also needed to see if Terra still existed in some form or fashion. After all, it would be best if I could seed my race back on their ancient home. It would also be easy to make them develop on the same path as we did, but that was not my intention. They would need to learn for themselves, guided by scraps of their past glory. Who knows, they might surpass us in time.

My plan was to scatter small scraps of our technology around both on their planet and in their system as well as surrounding systems. I would then encase their sector of space with a giant chronosphere, giving them enough time to develop and surpass the other races.

Of course, I would hold the chronosphere and would stay at the edge of the sphere, and once they have advanced enough I will manipulate them into discovering me and then tell them about the past. That way they could carry on our legacy but also develop differently to us.

I wouldn’t up the time dilation too much, only enough that I could still function both inside and outside of the bubble. By my calculations, they should be ready for introduction to the rest of the galaxy in only a thousand or so years, at least to the outside observer.

Now with my plans complete, I set course for Central Station while building a chronosphere. It was time to get the ball rolling.