Time. It can be an intriguing concept. Throughout the recorded history of the Earth, philosophers, alchemists, scientists and purveyors of literary pursuits have considered the concept of time from many varied viewpoints.

A storyteller might weave amazing tales of magic or pseudo-scientific mystery. An informed physicist might quantify time as nothing more than a conceptual fourth dimension of spatial measurement from the perspective of an electro-magnetic universe. A tangible method of readily describing and measuring the rate of change in matter and energy. Storytellers might also imagine tales of travelling through the seemingly illusory fabric of time into the past or future. The scientific mind might be more inclined to argue such a thing to be only the realm of pure fantasy.

Everyone and everything effectively rides the passage of time in an inexorable forward motion at somewhat variable rate, relative to other motion through space.

During modern times, I recall many an occasion of excitable discussions regarding the possibility of time-travel. Inspired by various mediums of fiction, some individuals who I've known would also appear to be fascinated by such possibilities. Vivid discussions over the consequences of causality, paradoxes and the like could take place. Explorations of whether passage of time itself could be considered as an immutable path, dictated by destiny, or otherwise. Whether time could be visualised as an infinite array of possibilities spreading forth from each moment. Whether the concept of time-travel could even be possible at all. Others would argue that the notion of time-travel was nothing more than nonsense. If time-travel were at all possible, it could only be in the case of skipping forward through time into the future, or a future. Otherwise, we would surely know if people were travelling backward from the future.

Ultimately, such discussions hadn't much altered my thoughts on the matter; except perhaps in serving to enlighten myself further regarding the psychology of mankind. I know for a fact that travelling through time in even more than two directions is quite possible. It's just not at all a good idea. At least, not under normal circumstances.

I suppose that in one case in particular, I'd have to quietly argue in favour of the utilisation of time-travel. If not for the carefully planned and orchestrated use of travelling through time for an arguably noble purpose, I would never have even been born in the first place. Whether you might be inclined to agree with that or otherwise, might be better left to later judgement, once those reasons were revealed.

One thousand, one hundred and thirty six years after the founding of the first Alliance by the Terragodaeans and the Titannians, their civilisation came to a violent end. Very little survived the gross devastation of the warring factions. Despite the seemingly thorough efforts of those who had unleashed that destruction, not all was completely lost.

During those days leading up to the end, Zeus was visited upon Urania by an unexpected messenger sent from Terragodaea. The messenger had told him that he was summoned to urgently return to the homeworld to meet with representatives of the governing body. The messenger would not reveal anything of the purpose of the summons. Furthermore, he would provide Zeus with no specific information regarding the identity of those who had purported to demand his presence. The messenger would say only that the future depended upon his attending that summons.

At first, Zeus was decidedly reluctant to respond to the summoning. He could not imagine that anything could be done to salvage the future of their civilisation by that late stage in the proceedings. All that remained was for him to accept his fate and await the end.

However, the messenger had been quite insistent. An armed escort had been provided to deliver him directly to Terragodaea with the greatest of haste. Truthfully, Zeus had lost the will to argue. What difference would it really make whether he died upon Terragodaea, or upon Urania? He consented to the forceful request and allowed the messenger to shuttle him up to a vessel waiting in orbit of Urania.

Zeus was unfamiliar with the design and markings of the transport ship that had whisked him off to the homeworld. Inquiry did not reveal any information. The crew of that vessel seemed remarkably disciplined and uncommunicative.

Curiously, not all the crew were Terragodaean. Some of them were Titannian, Selki, and Selute. He noticed a Cyclopeian and a few from Nereus. There were also some non-Thelemistic humanoids among them; a few Neubeth, Terini, and others from Agena or Sal-Tori. There were also a couple of Terrinagi androids on the vessel. During those times, such a mix of races only served to raise his suspicions.

He'd wondered if he might actually have been taken by members of some unknown group belonging to one of the warring factions. Although for what purpose, he could not possibly imagine.

In fairly short order, he did arrive in the Terragodaean star system. In fact, the journey took far less time than he'd expected. The vessel proceeded directly to the homeworld. Upon reaching orbit of the planet, he was immediately shuttled to the location of a previously unknown sub-surface government installation. It was located in the remote wilderness of Terragodaea's southern mountains, west of the southern river country of the central continent.

The shuttle was set down upon the small landing pad atop the installation, and Zeus was ushered out of the craft and into the structure below. With the same brisk pace he had experienced along that brief journey, he was delivered directly to a large meeting room. Within that room, a single empty seat faced a panel of twelve seated individuals arranged in a semi-circle. Zeus did not recognise any individual of the panel. His escorts withdrew from his side and departed the room.

An outwardly elderly Terragodaean woman who sat near the centre of that panel of twelve, quietly stood and motioned for Zeus to take the seat in front of them.

Upon taking his seat, she continued. "I am called Sharlé… and we are the Guardians of the Future."

Zeus did not know if that statement should mean something to him. He had never before heard of such a group. Although that name did imply a number of possibilities that immediately came to mind. He was about to respond with a barrage of questions, when Sharlé motioned for him to remain silent.

She told him to wait and listen carefully to her words. She assured him that all would be made clear. Sharlé explained that the "Guardians of the Future" had existed since the time of The Great Change. Since that time, they had been charged with the duty of protecting the future of the Terragodaean people. It had been their place to identify great threats to that future and develop effective strategies to counter such threats. As Terragodaea became part of a larger community, which led to the formation of the first Alliance, their interests were expanded to account for the considerations of that greater community. The future of Terragodaea was of paramount importance to the group. As the future of Terragodaea became entwined with that of other worlds, the futures of those worlds became equally important.

Sharlé revealed that the Guardians of the Future were responsible for the advice that had led to hiding the true nature of The Great Change from outsiders. They had also been responsible for advice that led to many changes within the nature of the development of the Alliance Union.

They had formulated the plans that had led to certain treaties and the formation of the Alliance Guard. They were active catalysts in the emergence of the new Alliance Union which came to include the Gielaan, and eventually, the Sa'La'Ra'Heaa.

They were also instrumental in the development of those treaties that granted humane and equal rights to the synthetic lifeforms. The Guardians of the Future had been the unseen hand behind many of the positive changes that had affected their civilisation.

Zeus was suitably astounded by those revelations. He was almost struck dumb by the extent of the implications of what he was hearing. His mind was racing with possibilities. He wished that he had time to digest the information, but he was not to be permitted such time.

Continuing, Sharlé revealed that long ago, the Guardians of the Future had recognised the possible threat of a collapse within the Alliance Union. Their strategic response was the orchestration of several contingency plans of a highly radical nature.

Many years earlier, several separate parts of the greater plan were carefully put into motion. Certain technological breakthroughs had led to improvements in the efficiency of space travel through Resonant Time-Space. At that same time, vast improvements were made in the area of the detection and reduction of associated time-distortion effects. Zeus had been aware of some of that, though apparently not the full extent of it all.

The research projects that had developed those most recent improvements in the method of interstellar space travel had begun as an independent project sponsored by funds diverted from the visible activities of the Alliance Union. Among the staff of those projects were a number of agents of the Guardians of the Future.

The most practical applications of that research had become public and were gradually implemented across the Alliance. However, there were also a few less easily implemented concepts that were explored during that research. Agents of the Guardians of the Future had recruited a number of key personnel to work upon a far less public project. That project would yield results that would remain out of public knowledge.

A number of the people who worked upon that project would come to join the network maintained by the Guardians of the Future. Great lengths were taken to ensure the secrecy of that ongoing work. Those that could not be fully trusted, would not be permitted to remember their work. Certain agents were highly trained in the use of invasive Telepathic skills to ensure such things.

A related research project was undertaken that was fully implemented by those that directly served the Guardians of the Future. Of course, that project appeared to be another independent venture sponsored by the Alliance. Outwardly, that endeavour had yielded those improvements in the area of the detection and reduction of time-distortion effects associated with travel though Resonant Time-Space.

What was kept secret, was the discovery of methods that would enable even far more accurate control of time-displacement effects. Furthermore, it was learned that such controlled effects could be effectively masked from their advanced detection methods.

Shortly after those discoveries had been made, the Guardians of the Future had modified a number of their contingency plans to take full advantage of that new knowledge.

The Guardians of the Future had commissioned discreet biological surveys to collect samples from the many inhabited worlds known to the Alliance Union. Agents were sent to every conceivable place where they could gain access. They had even utilised Gielaan agents to acquire samples from the worlds within the territory of the Sa'La'Ra'Heaa.

For Zeus, many pieces of a long standing puzzle were beginning to awkwardly fall into place as those things were revealed to him.

Utilising that hidden knowledge in their possession, the Guardians of the Future had secretly commissioned the construction of a new design of long-range space vessel. That vessel was designed for a uniquely specific purpose. Its purpose was to conduct an ambitious and highly secretive experiment upon a far distant world.

Once that vessel was fully completed, along with all the appropriate preparations, it was quietly despatched for its destination. The ship was crewed only by a Master Oracle controlling a large group of automatons. The vessel was designed in such a manner, that once it had reached its destination, it could be restructured into a sub-orbital platform. It was also fitted with advanced technological equipment, which enabled the entire structure to be displaced in time, while almost completely masking evidence of time-distortion effects from long-range sensors. At that vast distance, those time-distortion effects would not be detected at all.

The vessel carried within it, an extensive collection of genetic material gathered from the flora and fauna of the many worlds known to the Alliance Union. Upon arrival at the chosen world, as the restructuring of the vessel's bulk took place, transforming it into an orbital platform, the Master Oracle then set about the task of more thoroughly studying the planet below.

Once fully prepared, the Master Oracle piloted the platform to specific points throughout the past history of that world. The planet was progressively seeded with plant life and non-sentient animal life in an effort to simulate an evolutionary process. The final result of that exercise was the creation of an ecological mosaic of the known worlds of the Alliance.

As would be expected, many species did not survive the long process of simulated evolution as that world went through its many changes. In that ecosystem, many which did survive had changed considerably from their original nature. Others remained remarkably true to their original species.

Over the recent years, the Master Oracle had despatched several drones with encoded reports detailing the results of the experiment. In due course, those drones were retrieved by agents located on the far side of Alliance space. Armed with the knowledge of the success of the operation, the Guardians of the Future had prepared for a secondary mission, if the need arose.

In preparation for such a chain of events as was then unfolding, the Guardians of the Future had their agents gather a suitably broad range of genetic samples from those sentient races of the Alliance.

Evidently, by the time that Zeus was brought before them, the Guardians of the Future had fully accepted that the present state of affairs was far beyond saving. They believed that the future could only be protected by starting again. Starting again, in the past.

The Guardians of the Future had been insistent upon extreme caution in all matters relating to the primary experiment. The same measures would be absolutely necessary in the execution of the secondary stage of implementation.

For such reasons, the location of that distant world that was the focus of the operation was as far from their civilisation as was practicably possible. Re-engineering the past of a world was considered to be fraught with the possibility of inherent danger. To attempt such a thing in the vicinity of Alliance space was far beyond consideration. As were any thoughts of attempting to undo the events unfolding around them. To do so, might well result in unpredictably catastrophic consequences. Any attempt to alter the past history of the local region could well result in the erasure of their current attempt to salvage the future, or even the knowledge that they possessed to even attempt such a thing.

If any kind of future for the races of the dying Alliance was to be achieved, that carefully planned operation would need to be followed precisely.

Though a Master Oracle might have been able to attend the task on its own, some years earlier, in the event of such a mission becoming necessary, it had been decided that a suitable humanoid element would be needed to guide the development of the many races upon the shores of a new world.

It would need to be someone of a long-lived race and it would need to be somebody who was familiar with a broad mix of cultures and species. Someone who could reasonably understand the underlying psychology of those varied races. With the Master Oracle already providing many voices, it was thought better than only one humanoid should be involved. Zeus had been recommended for that position some number of years earlier, by Locus.

Zeus was firstly slightly shocked to learn that Locus had been a part of the Guardians of the Future. All those years, he had kept it secret from him. As he thought about it, he soon began to make sense of many subtle things that he had not previously considered in the appropriate light. Much of what he would consider would have to wait. He was not about to be allowed the time to gather his thoughts.

He was asked if he would accept the task ahead of him. Locus had previously told them, if asked, Zeus would willingly accept the mission and execute it in a manner better than any that he knew of. Without complete certainty of the faith placed in him, Zeus did not consider refusal, nor directly question the validity of the judgement. There really was no time to waste on such things.

He'd only briefly tried to ask whether other contingency plans had also been implemented. The response seemed to imply that other measures were also in progress, but he was advised that it was not his concern and that he would not have time for such considerations. His only concern should be the task ahead of him. The panel instructed him that he would be leaving that very day. He would be fully briefed by the Oracle upon the vessel during the long voyage that would carry him to the new world.

Zeus' mind was abuzz, finding it difficult to achieve any clear focus as he boarded the vessel that would carry him far from the world of his birth. By the time that he would reach that new world, it was likely that everything and everyone that he knew would no longer exist. It would become his duty to oversee the building of a new world. A new civilisation. He found the whole sequence of events to be disturbingly overwhelming. In truth, he felt as though reality was rapidly fading from his grasp. He felt as though he was experiencing some strange waking dream, where very little made true sense.

Without any further delay, he was hurriedly bundled back into the awaiting shuttle and delivered directly to the vessel that would whisk him away from the life he had known. Almost immediately, the long journey was begun.

As the vessel accelerated through the doomed regions, Zeus turned the ship's sensors back toward relay transceivers in Alliance space. Signs of life were already fading at that time. Several stars no longer burned where charts claimed they should. He knew that he was looking back upon the final remnants of a dying civilisation. It hardly seemed real at all. It seemed far too unbelievable to be real. He almost expected to awaken to find it all just a terrible dream.

As he browsed those scans with growing sense of numbness, he'd observed that relay from long-range sensors had detected a huge Titannian vessel moving off in the opposite direction. It was travelling at a high velocity upon a course toward the outer rim of the galactic arm. The configuration details of that vessel were unfamiliar. It was at least as large as an Explorer class ship. He speculated that it might have been some sort of survival ark attempting to escape the destruction behind it. He wondered if that vessel might have been part of another plan implemented by the Guardians of the Future. He thought that he would probably never know.

The vessel upon which Zeus travelled was unlike any that he had ever seen before. It was extremely fast, yet quite small for its capability of such speed. Especially considering the vast distance that it would cover. It was only required to make a single journey. Perhaps that was part of the equation. It was also quite heavily shielded.

Much of the ship was dominated by its propulsion engines, and of course, its precious cargo, the genetic samples of the sentient species of the former Alliance.

Despite being comparatively small, the vessel would be room enough for a single occupant, he hoped. The Oracle had informed him that the journey would take close to three years. He fully expected that the vessel would begin to seem quite cramped by the end of that voyage.

Still, three years would not seem such a long time considering that any other vessel would have taken at least ten times longer to traverse such a great distance. It was an amazing feat of engineering to create such an impressive vehicle within such a compact shell.

As the long journey proceeded, Zeus would learn far more of the mission that lay ahead of him. Until the eventual rendezvous with the sub-orbital platform above the new world, much of the job would be the detailed preparation for the execution of the retroactive alterations to the initial experiment.

Once he had arrived at the destination, he would transfer the new genetic samples to the facilities of the orbital platform and begin working with the Master Oracle to prepare them for the retroactive seeding of the planet.

Those samples had included genetic material from all the known sentient races and their variants, except of course, that of "Changed" Terragodaeans like himself. The specifics of the Great Change had rendered their genetic material effectively resistant to known artificial cloning techniques. Of course, those Terragodaeans that had since become known as Traditionalists, those original Terragodaeans, were also included in those genetic samples. However, Zeus would be the only one of his specific kind upon that new world.

One problem that might have arisen in due course would concern the races of the Prema. Due to the timing of the gathering of samples, there was no guarantee that the material collected was free of the affects of the plague that had spread among their people. If the plague had affected the genetic integrity of the donors, it would fall to Zeus and the Master Oracle to continue to explore seeking a method of correcting the damage before the same deterioration had occurred again. Presumably, the Master Oracle would have been prepared for such a thing, since Zeus was hardly knowledgable in that regard.

In turn, each of the races would be grown to maturity in incubation chambers. As they matured, they would be primed with a basic understanding of their environment and then subsequently deposited upon the surface in appropriately sized groups, and in optimal locations for their survival.

The sub-orbital platform would be piloted back to specific points throughout the modified historical periods of the new world. Once the first seeding was established, work would begin upon the next races to be introduced, moving forward to the following designated position in time. That process would be continued until all the races were eventually introduced upon the surface of the world.

The seeding of the new world with the sentient races was to be implemented in a specific manner, in keeping with ecological reconstruction of the planet. The first races to be introduced would be the non-Thelemistic species most suited to survival in the specific time period. The last to be introduced would be the most powerful Thelemists. The final objective being to create a single world which effectively would become a home to all those species.

Having completed the task of seeding and returning to the present time period, the technical expertise of the Master Oracle would give way to Zeus' personal judgement. It would fall to him to provide some limited guidance to the emerging civilisations. His mission would be to oversee and gently influence their development over the course of time. Though in consultation with the Master Oracle, exactly what measure of influence, restraint, or even absence of influence would be largely left to Zeus' judgment in the emergent paradigm.

Other qualities aside, Zeus was chosen for that mission, largely because of his fairly atypical nature as a Terragodaean. His extensive experience with the other races, along with his somewhat unique perspective toward them, was believed to render him ideal to serve the needs of that desperate mission of mercy. Zeus hoped that the faith of both Locus, and the Guardians of the Future had not been misplaced. The future of all that had gone before him had been uncomfortably placed upon his shoulders.

Unbeknownst to Zeus at that particular time, several pockets of survivors had actually escaped the mass destruction of the regions of the deceased Alliance Union. Here and there, small caches of life survived in the face of that universal annihilation. He'd only learn something of that much later.

A few small groups upon remote, and in some cases unofficial, colony worlds had managed to elude the wars. Although the civilisation that had spawned them was dust, they quietly lived on. Remaining silent in fear of the devastation that might rain down upon them, if their existence became more obvious.

A small group of survivors from colonies of the Terin system worlds had also escaped the final wave of destruction. They had travelled to locations out beyond the former site of the Prema system. They'd settled upon new worlds about a cluster of stars near the outer edge of the galactic arm. Much further out along that arm than had been previously fully explored.

A relatively small group of those of the Titannian system who had survived to the very end, had rendezvoused at a location near the outer edge of the galactic arm, directly outward from a position midway between where Titannia and Cyclopeia had once existed.

Survivors from the Sa'La'Ra'Heaa had persisted in various isolated locations throughout the far side of their former territories. Many of them would actually remain unaware of each other's existence for some time to come.

Many of the artificial lifeforms who had survived the destruction of the organic species had found themselves abandoned upon desolate worlds or adrift in disabled vessels in the abyss of space, their organic companions, corpses or dust. Slowly at first, they would begin to gather together, seeking out others of their kind.

It would be many years before Zeus would learn some of what had become of the survivors of those final wars. At the time, he had no way of knowing that any existed, with any certainty. Still, he held hopes that such survivors would exist. In some way, he felt that such a thing would help ease the sense of burden of what lay ahead of him.

Much, much later, he would learn some of what had became of those few who carried the legacy of the old worlds in the region of the former Alliance Union. The first of what he would eventually learn would be delivered to him at a much later time, via most unexpected circumstances. I would later learn of further details that confirmed some of what my father had at least suspected.

The survivors from the Titannian worlds had firstly colonised a world near to the outer edge of the galactic rim. That world was located well outside of the regions explored during the time of the Alliance. After having settled upon that world, they began the slow process of rebuilding their civilisation. Those people that had sought refuge upon that new world were of both pure and mixed Titannian, Selki and Selute heritage. Reportedly, there were also a handful of Cyclopeian, Nereus and Terragodaean people among the original populace. Eventually, those races became blended as a single people of varied heritage. With the passage of time, they formed an insular community comprised of a small group of worlds in that local area, which became known as the New Titannian Union.

Although Zeus would not know of it, the Guardians of the Future had played some part in the survival of that particular group. It was agents from that movement that were responsible for identifying the location of that world where they had fled. They were also responsible for the project that developed a large survival ark that carried a number of those refugees to that new world. A number of other friendly vessels were contacted along the way. Those vessels were not encountered by accident. More than a few of them had other agents aboard who were fully aware of that particular plan.

Although the people of the New Titannian Union would not become aware of it, the Guardians of the Future actually continued to be an unseen influence within the fabric of their civilisation.

As their civilisation continued to consolidate its position within the small region of space that it occupied, great caution was exercised to maintain their isolation. There would be no effort to expand beyond their immediate area. No attempt was made to seek any contact with other groups that may have survived the destruction of the Alliance. Their own communications were carefully managed to minimise the likelihood of being detected from beyond their immediate sphere of influence.

Only much later, they had become aware of some other unrelated groups located well beyond their immediate vicinity. They knew who and what they were, but held no desire to permit any contact with them. Every effort was made to maintain their state of relative isolation.

The fate of another group of survivors would also later be learned. Those that comprised that group would seem rather unlikely, given past history.

In a small region of space located well beyond the area of the former colonies on the far side of the Prema system, two groups of colonies would be founded. Those colonies were firstly formed by small groups of civilian transport vessels that had fled the hostilities of the outer colony worlds just prior to their destruction. They had only barely escaped with their lives and were few in number.

The small cluster of star systems that they eventually reached was located by the outer edge of the galactic arm, where that arm began to trail off toward its end.

One of those groups that founded the first of those new colonies had comprised of people of mixed Sal-Tori heritage, with just a few Agenans among them. They had firstly regrouped upon three nearby worlds and then set about building a new home for themselves.

The other group that had reached that region had settled upon a world located not very far from those others. That second group had escaped from an outlying colony of the former Terini Empire.

Apparently those two small groups of survivors had remained unaware of each other for a period of time. When they eventually did learn of each other, efforts were made to avoid contact with each other. Neither of those two groups held any desire to repeat the past. They had instead resolved to tolerate the presence of one another.

Much later, circumstances far beyond their control would bring forces to bear upon those small isolated communities. In response to those outside forces, those colonies would eventually come together to form a single civilisation. They would become forced to stand together to protect themselves from those external influences. The worlds of that small region would become collectively known as the Sal-Tori/Terini Coalition.

Although very little would be learned of those people, aside from those few details, I would not have been surprised to learn that agents of the Guardians of the Future were somehow involved in the founding of those colonies. Nevertheless, that would remain no more than reasonable conjecture.

Something would also become known of the fate of those that had survived the annihilation of the Sa'La'Ra'Heaa. Reportedly, two nations had gradually emerged from the scattered remnants of the Sa'La'Ra'Heaa. One those civilisations had developed from a number of Sa'La'Ra'Heaa and Ga'Ha'Ra'Gahaal that had escape the destruction of their worlds.

The survivors of the Da'La'Ra'Heaan (Dro-aan) had remained apart from the Sa'La'Ra'Heaa. They eventually grew to form two separate communities, which begrudgingly tolerated each other's existence. Both of those civilisations had struggled to remain apart from each other and also from any others that might intrude upon their small region.

Although nothing was learned of them, it was suspected that some Gielaan might well have also survived in some small number. Given what had been learned of the activities of the Guardians of the Future, it would not have been so surprising.

It was also later revealed that a few other small isolated colonies had managed to escape the destruction of the former Alliance; at least for a time. Some had later fallen to victim to destruction from new outside forces that eventually assaulted them. A few had even been responsible for their own demise. It was possible that some had managed to survive in perfect isolation. Of course, that would also remain only as hopeful speculation.

The most detailed knowledge that would be later learned, would be of the most prolific survivors of the end of the former Alliance. The many varied artificial lifeforms of the former Alliance Union who had survived the wars, eventually gathered themselves together over the course of time. In due course, under the leadership of a political strategist Master Oracle called Tau Alpha 131, they eventually came to form the Terrinagi Nation.

During the earliest years of the Terrinagi Nation, they held to three primary goals. Firstly, they set about gathering up those of their kind who had survived the destruction of the old worlds. Rescuing those who were stranded and bringing aid to those in need of repair.

Secondly, they struggled to rebuild some semblance of the civilisation that was taken from them. They relied heavily upon the technology that had built the Alliance. Without it, they could not have maintained themselves, and could not effectively increase their number. There were worlds to build. They would require factories and materials. An increased number of space-going vessels would need to be constructed to service those needs.

Thirdly, they held a strong desire to seek out the rare and elusive organic survivors of the old worlds. They had always lived to serve a community dominated by their creators. They hoped to locate those survivors and help them to rebuild the lost civilisation. For the most part, that desire would go unsated during those early years. Many of those who had survived, had gone to great lengths to remain undetected by both friend and foe.

Eventually, the Terrinagi Nation would come to discover the existence of the New Titannian Union. However, they would soon learn that they were not welcome there. Not even by the artificial lifeforms of that society. Although they would find it difficult to accept, they would be forced to abide the isolation of that civilisation.

When they later encountered the remnants of the Sa'La'Ra'Heaa and the Da'La'Ra'Heaan, the Terrinagi were met with open hostility. Those lesser forces possessed by those diminished civilisations were no match for the numerous Terrinagi. However, conflict with organic species was not at all desirable. They immediately withdrew from that region to avoid any further conflict.

Although a number of small pockets of survivors had existed in remote and isolated areas of the region, they had managed to remain hidden from the Terrinagi for some time. Even though it would be inevitable that they would eventually be found, the search for such worlds would not be an easy one. Those small colonies had gone to great lengths to avoid detection.

Despite their desire to embrace their former compatriots among the organic races that had been part of the Alliance, the Terrinagi would find themselves being treated as pariahs. It seemed that they had become considered as representative of what had gone before. For those few pockets of survivors, that was something that they wished to distance themselves from.

By the time that the Terrinagi had eventually learned of the existence of the Sal-Tori and Terini survivors, a different set of circumstances had begun to arise. A division had begun to emerge within the Terrinagi civilisation. Given both the emerging circumstances that had prevented them from embracing their former allies, and the background of some who comprised their own society, it probably should have been anticipated.

The Terrinagi Nation would quickly grow to become a most unwieldy power. In due course, the spread of those artificial lifeforms would eventually come to exceed that of the civilisation that had spawned them. As division compromised the unity of its body, it would become split in two. The legacy of that development would come to represent both the best and the worst of all possibilities. That legacy would come to forever change the nature of that region of the galaxy.

As I mentioned, all of that had remained unknown to Zeus at that time. A long time would pass before he would know of any of it. In any case, the task that lay ahead of him would become all consuming during the years that followed. Even had he possessed knowledge of such things, he could not have permitted that information to distract him from his mission. His duty was to aid in the building of a civilisation upon a new world. A world, upon which the many races of the old worlds would live side by side and call their home. The legacy of the Guardians of the Future would rest in Zeus' hands as he left behind the old worlds for the new.




Afterword: If you made it this far, feel free to pass comment (whether privately in PM or publicly by Review). As always, special thanks to those who provided assistance and advice during previous drafts of this story. The broader story continues shortly in "Of Man and Gods - Seeds of the Alliance" (Book2).

If it's of any passing interest, my more character-driven tales set in The Elders Scrolls universe can be found on the fanfiction sister site under the same author name (SuperGreG). Though set in an existing universe, my stories over there are original tales, featuring predominantly original characters.