《He-Thing and the Cabal of the Cosmos》Inside the Imperial Vault
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The Cathedral of the Divine Harbinger,
the oldest cathedral
in the Imperial City of Epux,
was burning furiously,
as though it was angry
at its own demise.
Tall flames leaped up from its
sharp steeple —
a hundred stories tall —
and smoke billowed
out of the ruins
of its stained glass windows,
which the heat had blown out
some hours earlier.
There was a rumble,
a crack,
and the steeple shivered
and collapsed,
spitting embers and dust
into the sky,
as the legendary structure
imploded on itself,
and disintegrated
in conflagration.
Emperor Zineus the 37th
watched the Cathedral
die
from the highest balcony
of his Imperial Palace.
He had been baptised
at the Cathedral of the Divine Harbinger
when he was but an infant,
as had a hundred emperors before him.
The Emperor was the last soul
remaining in the palace.
Almost an hour ago,
the final group of escapees
had departed through a tunnel
beneath the palace,
known only to the royal family,
which opened out
in a forest outside the city.
Included in that party
was the Emperor’s decoy,
who looked exactly like him,
and had been trained to speak
like him.
Once these men reached
the end of the tunnel,
thinking they were breathing
the air of freedom,
they would be set upon
by barbarians
who had been informed of the tunnel
and this escape plan
long ahead. of time.
The barbarians would kill them all,
including the decoy,
cutting off his head,
to present to their leaders.
And, as far as history would be concerned,
Emperor Zineus the 37th,
son of Areopogos the Deaf,
would be dead.
The fires devouring the city
had made the air so hot
it was nauseating.
Emperor Zineus
dabbed at his forehead
with a cold, damp cloth.
His temples were throbbing.
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He unrolled a doka leaf,
and placed it under his tongue
to sooth the pain.
As tendrils of numbness
spread down his back,
he told himself
that the time had come,
that he could wait no longer,
that it was over,
that he must
begin.
He sighed loudly.
He had not been this alone
his whole life,
had always been surrounded
by attendants,
bodyguards,
sycophants,
subjects,
slaves.
It made him feel
naked.
Zineus took one last look
at the burning city
of his fathers.
Goodbye,
he thought.
He left the balcony.
Inside,
on a table,
sat his pack
and his photon rifle.
He threw both over his shoulders,
and hurried to the hyper-elevator.
The soundless machine
carried him down
to the ground level
of the palace.
The cavernous halls
were filled
with a serrated emptiness,
a silence
so remorseful
that Zineus’s
courage
almost broke into pieces.
But he took a deep breath,
and followed the path he had rehearsed
a thousand times
in his head.
Zineus pulled open
the double doors
guarding the basement,
and the ancient staircase
he had been dreading
spilled beneath him.
He took his first,
furtive steps down.
He knew what lurked
beneath the palace,
the history buried
beneath layers of the past and present,
the ghosts
trapped in stone.
Down he went,
into the depths
down, down,
into the catacombs and warrens,
down,
further,
his body dizzy with descent,
the weight of the planet above him
squeezing the breath out of his lungs,
the darkness
just barely held at bay
by his science-lantern.
How much further?
He could not remember.
Yes,
he had made this journey under the palace
once before,
when he had been just a boy,
only seven.
One day,
Zineus’s father,
Emperor Areopogos the Deaf,
had dragged him down here
to Zineus’s mirth and
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fear.
They had been alone —
except for his father’s Fearwolf,
Star Fang,
who warily sniffed and prowled
the ancient corridors.
Finally,
after endlessly descending underground,
Zineus’s father
had led him to a great steel door.
“This is our most secure vault,”
Emperoro Areopogos had told his son,
his deaf voice
uneven and searching in its melody.
“And inside
is our greatest burden.”
Areopogos unlocked
and heaved open
the heavy vault door,
and the stink of history
invaded their noses.
Areopogos smiled;
even in his soundless world,
the ominous silence of the vault
was intoxicating.
Zineus’s eyes had widened
as he wondered what family treasure
awaited him.
The shadows around them
had crept and slithered
as Areopogos’s movement
swung his science-lantern
back and forth.
Anticipation tingled up
Zineus’s spine.
And there it had been:
a tall, ornately jeweled spear
with intricate narrative carvings
covering its entire
long shaft.
Zineus had gazed at the Emperor
in curiosity.
It was no use asking his father anything —
he would not hear.
“This is
the Spear of Time,”
Areopogos said,
his tuneless voice
somber.
“Should Epux fall
when you are Emperor,
you must take up
this evil weapon
to save the Omniverse.”
Zineus reached out to touch it.
Its metal was cold.
“But,” said Areopogos,
tussling his son’s hair with affection,
“Epux will never fall.”
Back in the now,
Emperor Zineus the 37th
pulled a royal key from his neck,
and unlocked the door
with a clink.
He pulled it open with a creak,
and hideous darkness
spilled out.
He lifted the science-lantern,
and its silver light
floated in angles
into the vault.
There it was.
The Spear of Time.
His true destiny.
Zineus did not hesitate.
He reached out
and took the spear into his hand,
jolting it from its base.
Its stern metal shaft
vibrated coldly in his palm.
The last Emperor of Epux
remembered his father’s words:
“Take the Spear to the Cave of Lies.
Face the World-Dragon
and impale it in the heart
with this cursed weapon.
Then...
the Omniverse will be saved.”
Zineus took a deep breath.
May the All-or-Nothing
bless my quest,
he thought.
to be continued...
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