Chapter 1

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The forerunners were proud, about the Ark. They had finished building it. They had also finished building the construct that was to guard the ark and make sure a reclaimer came to use it when the time came for it to be used.

This construct was named Adjunct Reflex 666. Adjunct Reflex was the master of the rings, and he was programmed with that knowledge. He was to destroy the flood when given the order. He was to look after the human's, they were the forerunners legacy. Legacy's had to go places.

But the day he was given the order… he, he had to. But he was fighting, fighting to defend himself from some strange bean who Adjunct Reflex decided was a forerunner, and a threat. So he had his sentitals go after the mad forerunner. But they failed. As soon as the sentitals failed he was given a message from the mad forerunner. "The Rings are extreme my construct friend! They must be cleanest of the unholy flood without the death of all!"

To this Adjunct Reflex replied throughout the ark in which this forerunner had entered. "This is my final Entry, I am left with one hope. That one day someone is witness to this warning. Know that thousands of other plans were tried and failed." Adjunct Reflex began to punch codes into a computer that master minded the whole Ark. "Know that as powerful and tenacious as life is, it has a antithesis just as powerful. It is that thing we must obliterate."

Then Adjunct Reflex punched a button and a bizarre machine began to record his every movement.

He pressed a key and a timer began to count down on his computer screen.

3 minutes 5 seconds

Adjunct Reflex began to think. There was no place left for the forerunners to hide. No place where the parasite could not reach. He only could hope that this final measure was not to late. "You were right about it all." Adjunct Reflex began to say out loud.

1 minute 12 seconds

All the arrays were in place, it was all ready. The galaxy would die and be saved…

60 seconds.

It was done, by his hands. No one could stop it. All he could do was wait, and let the dullness of the arc lure him to his robotic sleep, a robotic sleep that would last thousands of years. "I will dream of you…" Adjunct Reflex said aloud.

11 seconds

He felt no peril Adjunct Reflex did. He reminded himself that he had done it for the good of the universe. The parasite would not spread any further then it already had, he assured himself of that.

5 seconds.

He felt no pain, no remorse for what he had done. He wondered, was that normal? Was that odd? Should he have those feelings that only his masters should have?

0 seconds.

The computer screen lit up with the words "fire."

So that is how the world ends… with a loud bang and the shattering of the galaxy of people. Adjunct Reflex only hoped that his masters had gotten to the shield in time.

7 seconds after it all he kept typing in the word "Reset." Into the computer, as if to reset all he had just done, as if he could bring back the people he may have just killed. If he could reset his existence. But he couldn't. What was done was done, and he would have to 'live' with it.

He punched more codes into that computer and out came a large piece of stone, light brown in color. But it floated around like a screw being screwed in with a screwdriver. Glyphs covered its surface and if you press these Glyphs things happen. Great things and messages are given. Files are uploaded as well.

And now, one minute after the galaxy fell into a quite void, Adjunct Reflex fell asleep. He fell into the darkness of the void of robotic sleep. He would only awake when a reclaimer or an out break was near.