《The Collected Short Stories of Necrontyr525》History Lessons
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The Great Galactic War was over. The treaties had been signed, the borders redrawn, reparations imposed and agreed to. Side-agreements between all of the major powers limiting warship size and ordinance and been drafted and all involved had signed them.
The victors were elated. They had achieved their war-goals and put an end to the bloodiest interstellar war in recorded history.
The defeated looked downtrodden. Their empires lay in ruin, their governments in tatters, their people on the edge of starvation.
The humans, who had acted as the scrupulously neutral part to the whole sordid affair, promptly opened negotiations with the defeated faction.
The victors looked stunned. They had expected the greedy humans to invest in their empires, buy their products, and fuel their economies.
The defeated were just as shocked when the humans didn't seek further damages but instead offered lucrative investments into infrastructure and agriculture projects. Oh, they would see profits, as any economist could calculate, but not huge ones. Nor would the humans dominate the economies of the defeated, as every negotiation included an iron-bound condition that any such investment must have a local partner, resident of and beholden to the local authority, and that any human investors would be automatically bought out by a portion of the profits of their joint ventures.
The victors were shocked. No neutral power had ever not sought every advantage they could get when offered an opening of such magnitude.
The defeated were even more shocked when they realized they couldn't discard that ironclad condition in exchange for better terms on the investments.
Both parties sent members of their delegations to meet with the human contingent to ask and plead for an explanation.
The human minister who met them was bemused at first, but then agreed to produce an explanation, if they would give him a day or so for it to be translated into all of the appropriate languages. The delegates from the victors and defeated agreed then descended upon the cocktail circuit to drink and gossip.
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When they returned the next day the human minister presented each of them with a chip folio. Inside were dozens of chips, each one neatly labeled and sorted, all of them in the native language of the recipient.
The first chip in every folio was labeled 'The Treaty of Versailles and Its Long-Term Effects.'
Two months later, time enough for those chip folios to travel back to homeworlds and for leaders to view them in person, the humans once again hosted a peace conference. Present once again were the victors and the defeated, with the humans once again as the scrupulous neutral, and the subject once again was the Great Galactic War.
All present had come to the same conclusion: no one wanted a Second Great Galactic War.
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Excursion to the World's Heart - The Witch's Betrayal
At the center of the world is a creature with the ability to grant any wishes. Yet, only one can arrive at the creature's home from the twenty-one invited. Must be invited and arrived with others' invitation. They are plunged into the biggest tournament in the world to gather all the letter seals. One such person involved is Robin, a young man whose adventure is a manifestation of his desire to prove himself to his parents. He's accompanied by George and his daughter. Their guide to the center of the world is Quinn, the great alchemist. And the first thing on their way was a demonic invasion of a tyrants' land and his naïve queen.
8 194System Outcast
Ray just wanted his new job. He was bored of his old one but things never work out the way you want.When the world ends and Ray dies, he wakes up in a completely new one. It turns out the system wasn't ready for him to die yet, but why?
8 186The Dream Of Magic.
I wake up to find my self in a forest, with blue boxes, weird, dangerous monsters, fantastical creatures and last but not least, MAGIC! _____ This is my first try at writing, and also English isn't my mother language; so any comment giving advice would really help alot :).hope it doesn't suck too much '-'.
8 52Set Free
From the beginning she was told she was nothing but a mutt, an Alphas half-breed bastard. A mistake. Her father only ever did one thing right for her, he made her a machine. Taught how to kill from the moment she could walk, told it was the only thing she'd ever be good at. Her 'pack' might not have been physically abusive to her, no that was her mothers job. But they were mentally abusive and cruel, all because of something she had no control over. Her blood.When she meets her Mate, she prays for the best and expects the worst. Though her image of the worst was nothing compared to what he actually did to her. Unfortunately she didn't see it coming until it was too late. Left for dead, she waits. Cursing the Moon Goddess for her tortured life, when something unexpected happens; or someone I should say.Follow Nova as she finds out who she really is and what she was truly meant for!Top Rankings!!!Ranked #1 - BadassFemaleRanked #1 - She-WolfRanked #5 - Revenge Ranked #6 - ParanormalRanked #8 - supernatural Ranked #11 - Werewolf
8 101Clean Slate
Humanity ignored the warning and the world came crashing down in a wave of purple madness. Desmond Slattery was one of the few that survived the initial destruction of the apocalypse. He watched from safety as the population mutated and turned on each other. Peaceful animals also transformed into monsters with claws and blood covered fangs. The world became fantasy. But just as they caused death, the changes kept Desmond Slattery alive. Without them he would not have made it through his first civilization ending event. If he wanted to stay alive he was going to have to get stronger. He was going to have to level up, post-apocalyptic RPG style, and there are no extra lives.
8 187The Eye in the Sky
People have always thought that the undead would come from hell - that they would rise from their graves to bring their torments upon the earth. They never thought that they would come from the heavens instead and rain upon the world like divine judgment. Ten years had passed since that day. Evan had thought that he had seen all there is to see. What remained of civilized society couldn't recover. Millions of zombies wandered in every city, and thousands more roam the countryside. Every day was a struggle to survive just as it had always been. He, as well as most of the survivors that remained on earth, had resigned themselves to a life of wandering until their deaths. Their last hope was news of an underground settlement being constructed to the far west, outside the eyes of the wandering and falling undead. But then they encounter a girl who had survived in the middle of a heavily-infested city. She claims that she knows of a way to end the apocalypse once and for all. What should he and his group do?
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