August 2, SD 796
It's been… 44 years to the day since my father and his team received their sentence from the Time Gate. Since then, all sorts of shit has hit the fan.
I was born. My father inserted a symbol into my very genetic code – Destruction.
My good friend Maria was born, and she was given Alteration.
Sophia was born two years after us, and given Connection.
The Vendeen Empire discovered the warning the Time Gate gave, and hunted across the galaxy for Robert Leingod. They knew that he had trespassed upon symbological genetics, and they knew that was the reason for their sentence.
So they decided to offer the Time Gate Leingod and all the fruits of his research. They thought that would make a good enough impression to at least save their own skins.
I evaded them. They followed me. The last planet I ended up on – Elicoor II – bore the brunt of their attack. I had become rather attached to that planet, and fought back. That's when I discovered my power. And the Vendeeni learned to be more wary of me.
I met Maria. We rescued my dad and Sophia, only for my father to take a disruptor hit for me. He told us to go to his research lab.
We went. We found Earth under attack by the Executioner's – vile demons of incredible power, serving "the Creator." They had come to carry out the sentence the Time Gate had given.
That is when we learned the truth. That 4D beings existed. That they had created our entire universe. And that only the three of us could save the creation.
We went to 4D space, then, to plead our case, and to plead it with bloodied blades if need be.
And bloodied our blades became. For Luthor, the architect of our universe, desired only our destruction. He viewed as nothing more than a motley connection of one's and zero's.
He learned his folly too late to save his life.
And then came the final destruction. And then our rebirth.
Our world was whole again, our universe safe.
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That was more than twenty years ago, now. Needless to say, the three of us became famous. And envied. And hated. We were disintegrated in effigy, invited to inspire the youth, and almost captured to be used as research material.
But all we wanted was to live in peace in the world we had saved.
So Maria and I ran off to a remote planet and tried to live a good life. Sophia had discovered how to manipulate space around her to the point that distance became irrelevant. She came to us very often, even living with us for a few years. But she wanted to continue to learn what her powers would allow her to do.
She went off to study Symbology wherever she could find it. I know Elicoor II was her first stop, but the last I talked with Nel, she didn't stay long. I haven't seen her in years now, and I miss her face.
Eventually, Maria and I were discovered. By that time the research impulse had died down, but we were still famous.
In the end, we were given a star treatment. I became an ambassador to planets considering joining the newly reformed Federation. No longer an empire, the Federation became more similar to the ancient United States of America, gone almost 700 years ago.
Maria… Maria became Admiral of the Front. She had control of the entire Federation Fleet. And she was magnificent.
I found that there was much, much confusion regarding the truth of what happened, and what we did. All that anybody knew for certain was that Maria, Sophia, and I had saved them from the Executioners.
And so, to set the record straight, I am going to set all the tale down, as well I can remember it. Forgive me if I ramble. But do not forgive me if you, the reader, do not accept the truth.
I learned a long time ago that the truth has the unpleasant ability to continue being true. What one believes matters – but it doesn't change reality.
And so, without further ado, the Memoirs of Fayt Leingod.