Hi there, thanks for taking the time to look at my fict!
Um, this is actually my first proper attempt at writing something like this, i always thought the story of Last Exile had a huge amount of depth and history behind it, this story does have a lot of sci-fi in it, i do take a few liberties with the plot but then again, most stories do, the story insperation came when i finally completed Project Slypheed on X-Box 360, (a fantastic game), into the world of Last Exile i will attempt to give both game and anime the justice they demand! Happy reading, please review and enjoy :)
Intro
Long, long ago the people of Earth became decadent and power hungry.
The Earth was overpopulated, the seas were polluted, the air was unbreathable, people crowded together in massive megalopolises under a dark sky filled with rushing airships and the great space fleet of the Earth Defence Forces. The moon was colonised and quickly became home to millions of people but still there seemed no solution for the massive overcrowding of the world and the totalitarian governments refused to change their ways. Even the great EDF was unable to find any planets nearby suitable for terraforming and colonisation, mankind seemed doomed to wither and die in its own mess.
Finally a group of idealists came together, they put forwards a vision of a great habitable space station that would be built in space itself in which they could terraform whole planets. The project now called 'EXILE' was set up and for several decades tens of thousands of people worked to create this new graceful spaceship that would carry the colonists and workers out into space where they could start building this new world.
Then, on the eve of the projects unveiling something went wrong.
The previous minister of the project died and a new minister was introduced, this man, unlike his precursor saw the project as a military means, a great space station on which they could build great new weapons and test them without fear, expendable planets on which he and the EDF could test all their great weapons on, in case they ever faced a threat from beyond the solar system.
Horrified by these new plans the idealists of the project quietly gathered the colonists and workers and spirited them away to EXILE far above. Firing the engines the great colony ship flew out into deep space on an uncharted course, far away from the grip of the Earth government, intent on creating a new, safe world for themselves.
The voyage took many years, finally after being sure they had left Earth behind work commenced in a quite section of space, decades passed as the original leaders of the project died and were replaced, the thousands of workers worked tirelessly to create two great worlds entwined inside a protective hourglass that would shield the worlds in case the UEF ever attempted to find them. The thousands of colonists meanwhile remained in a cryogenic freeze, waiting for the work to be complete.
Finally the two worlds were finished and the station as a whole christened 'Prester' as EXILE was moved in between the two worlds and began regulating the climate and weather, turning both worlds into suitable planets.
The colonists were woken and descended onto one of the worlds and colonised the many islands of the sky and founded the Kingdom of Anatoray and the workers of the great project moved to the other world and created the Disith Clans. Meanwhile some further workers and colonists remained aboard EXILE to keep the planets regulated, the weathers fine and the climate steady. They became the great Guild that created the great flying cites that remained between the two worlds and kept peace for several hundred years.
Time passed, the people of Pester forgot who they were, possibly willingly so that the horrors of Earth would be left behind. They went backwards technologically, the colonists working to recreate a perfect society built on honor and dignity and the workers creating a strong, united and hardy people who tamed the lands of Disith with their strength. The Guild however became corrupt slowly and sought to control the worlds and take EXILE once more into the heavens, they did not release that EXILE was hidden in the Grand Stream so that the EDF could never locate it, taking it out would mean that Prester, could be detected from the blue planet…so far away.
That was the story of Last Exile.
And this is what happened, twenty years later.