《Aurora's Sky》Chapter 3 : Aurora (3)
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On the planet of Relisvante in the Silk Light galaxy was what could be called a state of perpetual human vs human warfare. However, it wasn’t always like this. In 2700, Relisvante was a frontier human planet colony that was frequently attacked by alien life forms. Due to the constant warfare, their entire system was built upon military achievements. “Oh, you’ve taken out another hive? With only your entire squad? We shall award you this medal of honor.” the commanders would say. Nothing else, just a hunk of metal and maybe some self-esteem. Every action was limited by the Union, an interplanetary group for humans that came from Earth and the original “Big 3”. Even the resources that they acquired were mostly taken back to the other industrial planets.
At some point, people began to call this planet “Hell”. Fighting waves and waves of torment to get rewarded with death. Eventually, they got tired of this endless cycle of slaughter, eat, and death. I guess “tired” would be ironic since these were mutant humans didn’t need sleep. They were human-based soldiers that had been genetically modified to be the perfect soldier. Strong, resistant, no need of sleep, and intelligent enough to follow orders.
They wanted to change their way of life. To breath a new change of air, to be able to control how they were made, to gain rewards that were fulfilling. However, they just simply couldn’t change. Their weapons were supplied by the Union and the simple fact that most of them were not intelligent enough to disobey orders. So they trudged on with their endless cycle of slaughter, eat, and death for 250 years.
It all changed when the Fir Nashions attacked. For the first time, the mutants had fought an attack where they were destroyed and captured. Their captors were beings that had completely similar appearances to humans, besides their blazing red skin. They began communicating after a short amount of deciphering and eventually came to make a deal with the soldiers. Their message was concise. You fight for us and we will give you the supplies to fight for your freedom.
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The Fir Nashions offered them a new path. A path they thought would have never opened. They returned to their compatriots and staged a coup d’etat against the Union officers. Every last one of them were killed, all 3 of them. Funny how an entire population of nearly 400 billion beings was able to be controlled by simply 3 humans. Hilarious was the fact that they were so easy to kill. They took the Union officers whilst in their dreams, something that they will never have the comfort of, and crushed their heads.
That day for the first time they all experienced the closest they will ever be to a dream and from this dream came to their own resistance, The Relisvante Visionaries. Leaders came forth from the very shadows of the soldiers. These were the soldiers that acted their role to escape the pruning of intelligent mutant soldiers that the 3 administrators did every week to ensure loyalty. Ironically, the first plan was to go back to the endless war that they had grown so fond and sick of. With the Fir Nashions equal firepower, they managed to fight back and take 16 Union planets.
However, eventually they were simply at a stand-still. They had no advantages and sometimes they were even seemingly pushed back, though people would deny it. It was simply defense and more defense. Nothing very dramatic changed for 28 years.
Then, the first A.I., Aurora, was created. Aurora (A.I) changed the face of the war completely. They let Aurora adjust for 2 years and eventually left it to fight its own battles. It won battle after battle with no losses. The Union no longer needed humans to fight the war as all battles were run by the A.I. After 2 years the war was completely shifted towards the Union.
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The precision of the calculations and decision making of the A.I. at some points were almost seemingly prophecies. Even the Union members were scared of the potential the Aurora had and its capacity to learn.
The Relisvante Visionaries were eventually pushed back by one planet, then six, and then sixteen. Aurora was learning to deal with them faster and faster at an exponential rate. They feared what was to come, complete annihilation. Even the Fir Nashions were hesitating to warp back to their own planet and give up on the Relisvante Visionaries.Then they heard a little message from a traveling bird. The fact that the name of the Aurora wasn’t the original name of the A.I. It was actually named after an 8-year-old girl that was able to complete the puzzle of A.I.s at the young age of 4.
They got detailed information on the Garden that she lived in. The girl lived in a tech-less garden with almost little to none defenses, but for good reason. It was located on the original Earth. The so-called birthplace of humanity, the creator of their people, and their true enemy. Securities around Earth and in-between was nothing to scoff at. One leader suggested a plan. The plan required the use of the elite group trained by the Fir Nashions. These were the Black Mutants, a group of trained monsters that even the A.I. had troubled with. 10 of the highest class members were chosen. They were named M1 – M10 as according to the ranking of each member.
The Fir Nashions approved of the plan and gave them one of their most prized technologies, one that even the humans had yet to devise, Instant – tunnel warping. This tech came in the form of a stealth warp ship that the even the Fir Nashions would pride themselves on.
The 10 got into the sleet jet-shaped warp ship and prepared themselves.
Prepared themselves to save their planet and their way of life.
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