Phase Zero: Setting the Stage

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Credited of inspiration: Stargate SG-1. Gudam WIki. Wookiepedia

Jedi are the guardians of peace in the galaxy.

Jedi use their powers to defend and to protect.

Jedi respect all life, in any form.

Jedi serve others rather than ruling over them, for the good of the galaxy.

Jedi seek to improve themselves through knowledge and training.

Grandmaster Jedi Luke Skywalker.

Corusta Galaxy,
Unknown Sector,
Unknown Nebula 100 ABY

The white gases nebula to the eyes of men was nothing more than a bothersome, formless floating electromagnetic clashing left and right, ups and downs. To those mortal men, approaching even few thousands kilometre was beyond stupid. Foolish to even thought of the possibilities. Even though what lay behind these cload are various new Hyperspace roots to reach Milky Way without travelling across Pegasus Galaxy.

To reach limitless knowledges and the treasures full of life and wonder.

Or reach limitless suffering and the destructions of death and despair.

The Corusta's own Pandora Box... Of course, not a single Corusta mortal being knows or want this box. Pandora, Pegasus, milk have way? Nope, never heard of if. Ah~ They say 'Ignorance is a bliss', I'm sure they have they own saying that deliver the same message. I envy them, truly ignorance is a bliss. That are the Balance of the Force that I fully intend to protect.

As I begin transforming myself into a pure energy ready mach to spac- "Father", my son calling me."Luke, sending me off?", he merely nod. I give him a smile, to have children like him and Leia was I and Padme pride and joy. I took off. Leaving behind that nebula gases, the home of Ascended being. It was a near miss last time, I wasted 20 galaxy standard year to save this galaxy. Not this time, Anakin Skywalker have mission to do.

Milky Way Galaxy
Langrage 4, Earth
Mendel Colony
May 17 CE 55

In the abandoning colony deep within the solitary of the void space, stood erected the once research laboratory on genetic lead by the man name Dr. Hibiki Ulen. This colony is in the process of to become a ghost town because of viral infection. No one should be here, this facility should be void of human life.

It should.

Except, there's one man laid on the floor clinging to life. His hand clutching the bleeding chest but to no avail. His drowning in his own blood.

God, someone please save Via and my unborn children, that madman is going to kill them

Five minute earlier

General alarm screaming like a banshee everywhere. Red light blinking instead of the usual white hue CFL light. Ulen and a man stood facing each other. The white mask man holding a gun at him. If situation was not so dire, he would think the man in white ZAFT uniform doing the futile thing to hide his face. Did he think he is the famous Atlantic Federation's fictional character 'Zorro'? Who is his trying to fool? The young man look very much like his genetic donator. He made his in this very same lab.

"Where is your wife, professor?", he said with such venom." Surely she here somewhere to give birth. Where is she?". he said again, impatient seeping in his voice.

"Somewhere safe", Ulen reply.

Gun short fire rang thru the hall.

Prof. Hibiki Ulen open his brown eyes. It took him a moment to realize he standing on the wide endless pure white void. What going on? He died it is not. Yes, he didn't remembered ever drawing his last breath. He short 31 years of life teach him to be pragmatic in this war torn world. It is the afterlife?

"No", came the voice behind him. Started him with what he seen.

The owner of that voice was a glowing blue specter. Wearing what seem to glove, boot, and what appear to be a kimono with out hakama. He almost thought he looking at his ancestor. 'Almost' is a key word. His analytical mind began to wander compiling various differences.

This guy was european. While his mother was european, her ancestor obviously not be wearing westernize wafuku. The man donning the cloak instead of the haori and a belt instead of obi merely smiled amusedly sensing his confusion.

"No", he said again. "This is not the afterlife. You're not dead, not yet at least. This merely in your mindscape. A place so we may converse"

"Then, who- WHAT are you? Are you my guardian angel or something?", I said with such haste but seem to be understood with ease. "My name Anakin Skywalker of the Ascended Community. Here to guide mankind away destruction. To fulfil your last wish or even give you a proper send off "

Ulen was confounded with the man answer. He know not a word of Skywalker statement. But, in the brick of dead he's willing to believe anything. To hope. To dare anything for his family and his world survival. All he could say was a question he knew will complete the puzzle. "Ascended Community?".

" Ascended Community is a being who achieve Ascension. Ascension is a process that allows beings to be able to separate from their physical bodies and to live eternally as one with the force of pure energy in a superior plane with greater amount of knowledge and power. It can be a mental, spiritual or evolutionary process—a direct result of obtaining a certain level of wisdom and knowledge as a Jedi.

The Force was a metaphysical, binding, and ubiquitous power that held enormous importance for the Jedi who study and use this for the betterment for all. Your son has the potential to use it and I will protect and guide him till his reach maturity".

As geneticist, Ulen spend his entire career trying his hardest to end the war. This notion of Natural and Coordinator conflict will makes everything his hold dear vanish. A solution must be found. Already there are voices of genocidal and mistrust to spread like a hotcakes. He was eternally grateful to meet the love of his life. Via was an AF native and a classmate. With brilliant mind and heart like gold, she stole away my heart when even my mother think his die alone at old age.

I thought we spending our long life together. Raising the twins and doting their grandchildren. It what not meant to be. Via found defect in DNA of second generation pureblood coordinator.

Coordinators were becoming increasingly sterile because they didn't have the genetic input which Naturals possess because they were meant to marry and breed with Naturals. Additionally, the sterile situation only happened to the 3rd-generation Coordinators.

Another potential flaw to Coordinators is that there is a discrepancy between how a Coordinator fetus is intended to develop and how the child really turns out. In many cases unwanted genetic traits would appear in the baby, arguably due to the inability of the mother's womb to pose as an adequate environment to support the genetic modifications.

That why I come out with with a solution. I proposed the usage of an artificial womb to circumvent the natural womb's shortcomings. The project was funded by Al Da Flaga, who wanted to clone himself.

It's work. A boy. the Ultimate Coordinator, my son.

The hope of humanity.

At least, this Earth's humanity.

And if Skywalker-dono is right, this world salvation.

As Professor Hibiki Ulen dawn his last breath, a smile etched on his lip.

Mendel Colony was truly abandon and void of live.

wafuku - noun: Traditional Japanese clothing

obi - noun: A kimono sash.

haori - noun: A short overcoat for formal kimono.

hakama - noun: Traditional Japanese clothing (bottom)

dono - honorific: when attached to a name, roughly means "lord" or "master". It does not equate noble status; rather it is a term akin to "milord" or French "monseigneur", and lies in between san and sama in level of respect. This title is not commonly used in daily conversation, but it is still used in some types of written business correspondence, as well as on certificates and awards, and in written correspondence in tea ceremonies. It is/was also used to indicate that the person referred to has the same (high) rank as the referrer, yet commands respect from the speaker.