December 1st -000000000
You
know I've never known time to pass, to see it slip or fly, though I
have seen the eyes of the galaxy, the plight of there hearts and I
wonder. If a clash came, through whatever spite of leftover grudges,
would there still be those ready, would there still be rules set by
the notion of fairplay, or a blinding illusion that its all worth it
in the end…
As I write this I have little to no reason to
believe that what will follow will come to any good of our kind….
But
recently a clash that has grown into a way of a galaxy has engulthed
all areas of our knowledge of savagery… we will investigate, for a
strangely all communications through the time gates have been
jammed….
No…this is not something we are confidently claiming
as an act of malfunction or indeed error in our sensors…
Someone
has been meddling, and its effects have created a shift that is
spreading fast. We have chosen to meet in the only safe point, before
the beginning, in the void where time has barely begun and where but
space lingers into nothing. I hope to see some point of drastic
measures to remedy the situation, though until then lylat has been
given the interest of all our kind…
For if we don't act now,
it shall be no ones problem to shed sweat
for.
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December 9th -000000000
There are far less than I would have
liked, and far much more that I now fear.
Only 14 have made it…
but they all concur on what something being done…but what?
I write this log in the full knowledge that its security may be compromised, and to its reader I have only hope that the words you see best fit the events that follow, for as unsure I am of the future I can tell when it escalates to such a degree, that it becomes, legend
So far what has been determined is far from ordinary
time shifts, there pace grows and slows as the past is changed and
the chain of events unfolds in a whole new way… once again I am
thankful I was born in this place, like all humans.
Residing far
from the death and the inevitable destruction of everything… from
our perch I have watched time go to the distant reaches of space….but
not here…here we are safe, before the creation and with any
luck…before the end…
Our choices are beginning to fade and
slowly our sensors are picking up truly drastic effects, but
strangely the shift has seemed to done the impossible….
It has
shifted back through time… and right on our ancestor's
doorstep…earth
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December -000000000
Now
the panic has began and we are oblivious to what may be
changing…luckily there is still time… but how much we have no
idea,
The time shift has yet to reach our pasts, when the arc
project was underway… but if it does who knows what could
happen…what will have changed, our lives, our appearance, even our
existence
Though we rush from meeting to meeting and send out
probe after probe as soon as they hit the shift all communication is
lost,
I believe the term alone in the dark could summarise our
current status, and soon to be our only one if we do not act…though
what to do is hazy, the populants that reside within this ark are
oblivious to the danger, and though our presence has been noted, they
seem full of optimism considering we were the ones that brought them
here, to safety, how misled they are
I addressed my peers and
asked if a scout of some sort could be sent, though greeted with
silence and averted looks the proposal was swiftly ignored
No
wonder, it would bring complications beyond imagination…think of
time as a train journey, and us sitting at the station, getting on
the train meant taking the ride, taking the risk as to where the
tracks would lead…
The real reasons though is how the meddling took place, and obviously the first people we look at is each other, or the empty chairs that would have sat our fellow moderators… our suspicions growing
As you may have noticed reader, my account of the date has become… offset, this is again a cause to the time shifts effects on our sensors, I hope to write in any key events if any, or if I am able
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Looking
back I can say I've been lucky, though now it is really time to
"clutch at straws"
Anything but the panic of the four hundred
and thirty seven populance of the ark would be grateful, though
unless this is the tipping point for our existence then the real and
only feasible notion is to put things right before they worsen
Our
last sensor readings showed not a single trace of human existence or
even that of earth,
As we watch people disappear from our records
before our very eyes, the populance is lessening due to the simple
fact there birth was that of earths origins and not here, since then
we have seen over a hundred cases one of whom being one of our covert
moderators who once sat by me…
He was a good man, and to the
people of earth don't even know him now, his existence swept from
history as well as the rest…
Now there has never been a more
imperative feeling on our shoulders that earthlings call
..stress.
For years of not seeing anything but the hollow insides
of this ship I see no stars before the window, before the beginning
of the universe we are safe….but not content…
But I could
resolve the human spirit as our drive, though sending a scout not
familiar to the universe could be…..dangerous if not fatal to ones
mental structure
Especially since we know nothing of the recorded
universe now the shift has taken all history of earth and its
surroundings…
Strange.
To remember something fresh in your
mind and then the next day have no knowledge or even the slightest
notion of what it was…or maybe it wasn't a day?...maybe it was
just a second?...
All I know is the only memory I have is of this
ark, no image of this "sea" or "earth" or "planets" or
even the knowledge of "stars"
If you ask where I get these
words from it is not from our now empty archives… the earthlings
speak of it, and I hope I myself don't forget.
Though sending a
scout is becoming ever more feasible, it also became ever more
dangerous.
And at this rate, impatience could get hold of me
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Now
I truly do fear this as indeed the last entry in this, well at least
to which the ark is concerned… the details I should record is the
last point where the time shift began, though being as compromised as
we are I have only been able to estimate from this point…
I have
no knowledge now but the words of the remaining populace, though they
now have changed, there skin now fur, and though they once looked
with eyes of a friendly nature, they now act as alien and as distant
from me as anyone would the first time to see such differences,
though I still remember them before this I can still see the
likeness, and hopefully there characters as well
From what I did
gather they speak swiftly, but some do not speak at all.
To others
I either find threats or occasionally violence…
To this I know
only little about the perils I may face in the new universe… my
form though has stayed as it was when I was born, human, and if peace
on the ark from the fearful, and now restless inhabitants can be
anything to go by, it is either I act now on my own behalf, or if
waited any longer, it shall not be by the time shift that our race
shall perish,
Though there now stand twelve (including myself)
humans, there stand over two hundred of these knew beings, tension is
mounting not from what we hold from them, but from the looks that
they give us, the fear of what we are to them is beginning to show…
and from accounts in the past I doubt that the peace shall last long
enough for the others to have choice but to seal themselves in there
pods and blast one by one into the void…
I choose now for I know
that if we have any chance it is with this strange new universe and
its timeline,
I know the date, and I have given the pod more than
enough time beforehand for me to locate the disturbance and
neutralise it…
Unfortunately if I take this path… I cannot
return…. I know that my existence is set to continue in this
timeline and take whatever change that may come into my hands…
This
will not be the same as before, but I can tell you is that it shall
hopefully hold some future for humans, who from what I can tell have
little to no existence or role in the universe now… I often wonder
why, or even who would change this, and how?...
I have taken with
me basic tracking systems and electrical field to aid my defence,
though weapons give a feeling of strange sanctity, but I know that
path, and though I have felt violence like it before I would do well
to avert myself from it….
The train as it were is about to leave
the station, and though my genes are cloned from humans over four
centuries old I still feel at home in this place, and though I know
no other I shall somehow….miss it
Though fear but curiosity
streaks my feelings I somehow feel more and more at ease,
I am
sure at this point these records have been read and reread by my
companions, though I do so wish that there faces would
appear along side me as I write the new history that once was, and
with any luck shall be,
If not then death of course is an option,
but then again even that promise fails to dwindle this "spirit"
we have been known to have
If my records are recorded in the past
then I only hope my writings continue….
The pod I shall be using
is the same used to jettison the ark, though it is small it is all I
need,
The time gates have been set, the void is flung back and as
I close on what could be my final entry ….i only hope these beings
are not as cruel as they are as the arks company holds…