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OF MAN AND GODS

BOOK THREE

LEGACY OF THE ALLIANCE

Greg J Miller

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Continued from: OF MAN AND GODS - BOOK ONE - ALLIANCE AND EMPIRE

& OF MAN AND GODS - BOOK TWO - SEEDS OF THE ALLIANCE

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CHAPTER ONE – PERSPECTIVE

A new age was dawning. At least for myself, along with just a handful of my peers. Or perhaps it was merely more the case of another age eventually coming to an end, after an unexpectedly prolonged pause. I suppose that it really is just a matter of perspective.

For those going about their lives on this world at that time, it might have been considered in a rather different light. For many of them, I'd suppose that the passing of recent events did represent the beginning of a new era. Wartime was over and the rebuilding for the future was under way. That new era would perhaps be one of some optimism with regard to what was hopefully put behind for good, but also with some hesitant concern over what might lay ahead. I would imagine that perspective varied broadly in that regard.

However, if I were to think in somewhat broader terms, aligned to my own particular perspective, I would suppose that it might be considered the beginning of a fourth age for those of my own direct heritage and those of a similar ilk.

Though I'd yet to learn anything of it, there are numerous other frames of perspective far beyond what I'd directly experienced. I'm not referencing the more common difference of viewpoints of the individual, but something even broader than that. Through a series of unplanned circumstances, I'd much later gain just a little taste of what I'm suggesting.

Though it would normally remain beyond the tangible experience, there exists an infinite multitude of multiversal layers existing separately from the universe of one's existence. Added to that, an infinite multitude of divergent timelines. In some cases, even remaining as localised divergence within lesser areas of regional space-time, until proper coalescence takes form as part of the greater whole.

Of course, it would be fair to hold that in most circumstances, the only framing of reality that truly matters is the one in which one actually exists.

Still, even that is not always quite as simple as it might seem. Some of that can stem from the nature of the mind and consciousness.

As I'd always known since my younger days, though each of us remain tethered to the biological function of body and brain, the peripheral experience of both mind and consciousness seemingly stretch a little further afield at times. Even those of fairly negligible Telepathic potential can be prone to some of that, whether directly or indirectly.

Drawing from some varied combination of experience, observation and anecdotal inference, I will try to expand further in a somewhat more coherent fashion.

There is something that I like to refer to as 'the bleed'. Something I really learned of because of another. An effect where errant conscious thoughts can sometimes 'bleed' across from one frame of reality to another. I'd suppose that it might be more common between nearby or adjacent timelines, but I'd also accept the possibility of the same sort of affect passing from much further afield. In a manner not unlike the modern idiom of 'Chinese-Whispers'.

It might not be so difficult to imagine that variant versions of the 'same' individual existing in only slightly divergent timelines, might inadvertently hold unintentional influence over other counterparts. In process of subconscious thought only, of course. After all, two or more minds almost the same yet not quite, will tend to resonate in the same spectrum. Occasional minor entanglement can and does occur.

As might be reasonably considered, for the most part, active consciousness remains relatively unaffected by such things. However, dream-state and the like can present as a different matter altogether. Certain memories, experiences, thoughts and ideas can 'bleed' across in variable measure of clarity. Without verifiable details for reference, it would remain near impossible to differentiate between the fanciful dreams of self, or those of another.

Perhaps in that manner, the events of certain realities have inadvertently served as inspiration for the myths, legends and works of literature of other frames of realities. In some cases, I could readily imagine how that could be so.

In another case, I would one day observe how other variant versions of myself had been affected by 'bleeding' recollections of aspects of my own existence. Some at least shared a similar past. Some lived a far less consequential or troublesome existence. Yet lived with dream-delivered memories of a life not directly lived. However, all of that is part of another tale entirely. One to be touched upon much later.

Without wandering further though other perspectives less pertinent, I should instead return to the context of my own frame of reality. Broadly examining what had gone before and where it would lead over time.


I intend to relate not only the tale of Apollo Solarés, but also that of the many in my broader orbit, along with something of each of their perspectives. In order to proceed, I should begin with outlining the passage of the preceding eras of my own frame of reality, before moving on toward what might seem more familiar. Or at the least, familiar upon the surface.

Thinking in certain terms, I'd suppose that the very first age that I'd recognise had drawn to a close shortly after the time that most of my distant ancestors had surrendered their mortality for that of near immortality. Or at the least, it seemed a longevity that might as well be thought of something akin to immortality. During that time, none had yet lived long enough to learn of the upper limits of that adjusted lifespan with certainty.

Utilising advanced medical techniques, most of the people of the world of Terragodaea became transformed from that of low-level Telepaths of relatively limited lifespan, to that of high-level Thelemists of comparably near indeterminate lifespans. Perhaps, on the order of ten thousand years or more. The time of The Great Change.

Shortly afterward, the Terragodaeans had learned of the existence of other peoples living upon other worlds. Up until that time, having travelled no further than the boundaries of their own star system, they had known of no others beyond that of their own kind. Then, through the efforts of specialist Telepaths reaching out across the great void of space, they came into 'virtual contact' with the Titannians, Selki and Selutes of the Titannian Union.

The Terragodaeans had been somewhat surprised to learn that those aliens were remarkably similar to themselves. With a broader racial variance, each of those primary species were also humanoid of a relatively similar nature. In general terms, not so obviously different from Terragodaeans.

Aside from the appearance of their oddly larger eyes, the Selute appeared very like themselves. The Selki were much taller, but otherwise looked much like the Selute, even though they were from neighbouring planets. The Titannians were effectively giants. Some, up to one and a half times the height of a typical Terragodaean. Still, they seemed much like the Terragodaeans, only notably larger. Each of those peoples were also Thelemists of various types. The genetic make-up of each of those species was more than ninety-nine percent the same as that of the Terragodaeans.

In fact, much of the biological life upon their worlds seemingly resembled that of the Terragodaean world. That was a pattern that they would later see repeated upon many unrelated worlds with similar environmental conditions where protein-based life had emerged in the distant past. That really was a matter of chemistry, time and the overarching nature of that sort of biology.

Around that time, Zeus of Petralacus chose to abandon his existence as one of the short-lived Traditionalists of Terragodaea, joining the greater populace as a long-lived Guardian of the World. It was largely the promise of that emerging new era of wonder that had inspired him.

Reaching out across the stars with jointly developed technologies, the Terragodaeans and the Titannian Union eventually came together in alliance and soon sought out others throughout their region of our galaxy.

During that second age, many new worlds and cultures were found and brought into their Alliance of worlds and cultures. Although stumbling at times, the eclectic civilisation that emerged prospered for a time.

It had endured the dire days that passed as internal strife and neighbouring empires challenged its existence. In time, peaceful relations were restored and a greater alliance of worlds emerged that encompassed a relatively vast region.

Unlike most of his own people, Zeus had been truly fascinated by those cultures of the other worlds of the vast Alliance. Over the years, he came to pass far more of his time among those other races, than among his own.

Over that period of time, he became less and less like those of his homeworld. He'd served in many roles over the years. Firstly, as an historian. Later, as a Diplomat, an associate officer of the Alliance Guard, and even as the co-founder of a spiritual movement, among a few other things. Perhaps despite himself, Zeus had found himself serving in several key positions during that second age.

For a time, it seemed that the broad community that emerged throughout that corner of the galaxy would be a lasting one. However, after more than a thousand years, that alliance of worlds began to falter terribly. Minor frictions led to much greater ones. Factions began to break away from the whole and tensions further escalated. Disunity created new foes among those emerging factions. Aggressors provoked retaliatory action. Self-proclaimed peacekeepers became aggressors themselves.

The spirit of peace soon became surrendered to warfare. Even those that held to the diminishing essence of peace had come under direct threat. By the end of it, very nearly all would perish. That age of hope ended in fire.


At least for those of my direct heritage, the third age dawned upon the Earth.

During the final days of the failing alliance of worlds, a secret society that called themselves the Guardians of the Future, had enlisted Zeus to carry out the completion of a mission of great importance upon an isolated world more than half-way across the galaxy.

With the assistance of two Master Oracles and a handful of automatons, Zeus had been entrusted to carry the genetic seeds of the sentient species of the old worlds of the Alliance to be planted upon a distant new world.

The Master Oracles were the artificial lifeforms of the old civilisation. They served as the technical experts of the operation. The non-sentient automatons served as their hands. Zeus served to bring the human element to the mission.

They did more than merely seed the Earth with the many sentient species of the old worlds. Utilising technology banned throughout the Alliance, they'd travelled back into past eras of that new world and planted those races at various points in the distant past. Almost akin to the simulation of evolutionary process in a new melting pot. It was planned in such a way that a new civilisation could eventually emerge that included all of those sentient species of the old worlds upon a single world.

Although Zeus did not know of it at all at that time, the Earth was not the only seedbed of a sort that was planted by those mysterious Guardians of the Future. Nor would it be the only surviving remnant of the fallen civilisations of those old worlds.

In one location, not quite so far from the region of the old Alliance, a new civilisation was founded by refugees that had fled the destruction of those old worlds. It was primarily comprised of mixed peoples of Thelemistic heritage.

That civilisation would become known as the New Titannian Union. In the wake of what had passed before, that civilisation would remain contained within a fairly small region of space, maintaining a strict isolationist policy.

Quite a distance from that region, another group of refugees had founded another civilisation. That group was mostly comprised of non-Thelemistic races. It had originally begun as two separate civilisations. Eventually, those two neighbouring cultures became one, forming the Sal-Tori/Terini Coalition. That joining of those two nearby civilisations represented the full extent of their outward looking interest. By the time of their union, a growing threat from without had served to also encourage a firm interest in maintaining their relative isolation.

The reptilian Sa'La'Ra'Heaa had survived here and there in small number in their region of space. A number of those small outposts of survivors gradually came together. After a period of internal disunity, they came to form a new civilisation. It would remain far smaller and far more insular than the one that had preceded it. One far more concerned with ensuring their continued survival than reaching outward.

The insectoid races of the Dro-aan had also survived in small number. Those small groups of survivors had finally gained their full freedom from the diminished Sa'La'Ra'Heaa, and had managed to re-establish a separate civilisation of their own. Like their reptilian counterparts, the Dro-aan would also maintain a far more modest reach than what had gone before.

A number of the sentient artificial lifeforms of the Alliance had survived the destruction of their civilisation. Although many more had fallen, there were still many that had continued to function as their organic compatriots expired around them. Gradually at first, a number of them came together. They searched for other survivors of the destruction. Although they rescued many other artificial lifeforms of their kind, they had initially failed to locate any of their organic counterparts during those early years.

After a few short years, they founded a new civilisation comprised of those artificial lifeforms that were rescued. Under the leadership of a political strategist Master Oracle called Tau Alpha 131, they came to form the Terrinagi Nation.

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

Secondly, they struggled to rebuild the civilisation that was taken from them. They relied heavily upon the technology that had built the Alliance. Without it, they could not maintain 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 willingly serve a community dominated by their organic 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 earliest years. Many of those of the organic races that had survived had gone to great lengths to remain undetected by both friend and foe.

For more than a hundred years, those goals prevailed. During that period, they did actually manage to locate some of those new civilisations that had been founded by the organic survivors of the old worlds. However, they also learned that their presence was not at all welcome. At the least, not as an independent entity comprised only of artificial lifeforms that sought promotion of what had come before.

Among some elements of the Terrinagi Nation, a level of dissent began to emerge. That murmur had gathered a greater voice shortly after they had discovered a particular world where organic races had managed to survive the widespread destruction of the earlier wars, only to go on to destroy themselves through fresh warfare less than a hundred years afterward.

The loudest voice of disunity came from a former strategic warfare Master Oracle called Omegaen Gamma 43. It had openly challenged the core tenets upon which the Terrinagi Nation had been founded. Others also began to object that the organic races only served to destroy and did not demonstrate themselves worthy of preservation.

Omegaen Gamma 43 worked to fan the fires of discontent. It firstly worked within the political system, gathering public support and lobbying within the governing authority. In due course, it attempted to gain control of the leadership of the Terrinagi Nation. After failing to achieve that endeavour, Omegaen Gamma 43 instead instigated a withdrawal from their civilisation with many followers in tow.

Omegaen Gamma 43 had managed to gain the full support of a modest number of its compatriots, particularly those from a military background. Although only a lesser percentage of the populace was lost to its fledgling Omegaen Empire, that served as a significant blow to the Terrinagi Nation.

In due course, Omegaen Gamma 43 had built its empire into a sizeable military force. It was not so long before it used that gathered might to antagonise the efforts of the Terrinagi Nation. Omegaen had employed its forces to actively undermine efforts of the Terrinagi to broker any peaceful relations with the outposts of organic survivors. It also made effort to directly attack those civilisations. If not to destroy them outright, then to at least keep them from developing to any size that might permit sustained growth and outward expansion.

For many centuries, that struggle raged between the Terrinagi Nation and the Omegaen Empire. Each side striving to keep pace with the other. Each competing with the other to hold ground, as well as maintaining ongoing expansion and effective opposition.

There were those rare outposts of the organic races that had fallen victim to the Omegaen onslaught. Still, there were those that had managed to endure. Some, such as the New Titannian Union and Sal-Tori/Terini Coalition, were physically shielded by the intermediate presence of the Terrinagi Nation. Others, such as the pockets of Sa'La'Ra'Heaa and Dro-aan civilisation, were somewhat aided by the efforts of the Terrinagi to tie-up the resources of the Omegaen Empire in those particular regions.

At around the time that I was born, nearly six-thousand years ago, those two opposing forces had already grown to a great size. By the time that we had actually learned of their existence, they had each swelled to occupy a volume of space far larger than the civilisation that had originally spawned them. Two forces locked in a seemingly eternal struggle with no likely end in view.

However, at the time of the new age dawning upon the Earth, those other distant remnants of the old worlds had remained unknown to Zeus and the Master Oracles. Those other survivors of the aftermath of that era remained far away. In any case, it was the Earth and its varied people that remained the focus of immediate interest.

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