"This wasn't supposed to happen. I just wanted to save the people on the planet beneath my ship. I never wanted this to happen."
I say to myself as I look at the tears in reality that are forming one after another; each one has an earth whose people were about to die and were brought to this reality because of my mistake.
All of my machines are cleaning the different versions of the Earth, so whatever invaders were on them are gone, and they are securing the parts of space that those versions of Earth are in, but what am I going to do?
I'm the one responsible for this mess.
"It would be easier to tell everyone the truth." one of the servitors says to me as it walks closer to me.
"What am I supposed to say? I accidentally brought you into this reality because I didn't know how the technology that I used worked?" I ask it.
"No, your message has been sent to the populations of those worlds."
"You have demanded the inhavian's complete obedience in exchange for your protection."
"Simply tell them that they are not the only version of their world to who you have extended your protection." it says to me before it begins to explain the method that the Imperium of Mankind uses to make contact with newly discovered Human worlds.
And so I sent the message to every version of Earth. I told them the truth, a version of it anyway.
I don't tell them everything because I'm still trying to wrap my head around everything that the computer is showing me, but if what it's showing me is true.
Then humans were supposed to almost be destroyed and then rise after rebuilding their civilizations or were supposed to go extinct today.
The tears, in reality, are healing, but because of them, no one can undo what I did, as this is either a new timeline or some sort of pocket dimension that is creating its own timeline.
It doesn't matter, or maybe it will soon, but as long as the barriers aren't destroyed, no one can get anywhere near the solar systems where the different earths are.
That's going to be its own issue in the future, but the computer suggests that I create a Stargate in each solar system so that the people of those worlds can learn to get along because everything else doesn't like them.
It's had to argue with that logic. I don't know what the consequences of me using the technology that was given to me are, so people in those worlds should learn not to rely on it.
The machines will first build the stargates on each version of Earth's superpowers, or what's left of them, then they will build stargates in space so that the spaceships can travel from one solar system to another.
"God, I hope I made the right decision." I say to myself as the screens in front of me show things that can only be a part of a horror movie.
Entire countries were on fire; others were covered in some sort of sludge that was eating through anything organic. One planet was now a warzone between my machines and an A. I that had turned against its creators.
I can only sit down and close my eyes as a machine swarm places a cut of hot coffee next to me and, with it, a hot plate of soup.
"What am I supposed to do?" I ask myself as one scene was replaced by another, even more, horrifying than the last.
"Logic dictates that you do not get involved and let the inhabitants deal with their problems."
"If there are things that are too dangerous for them to overcome, then it is then when you can get involved." a machine that looks like an angel says to me as it looks at the screens.
"But I can't just do nothing." I say to it.
"Then we suggest that you earn what all of the machines given to you can do." all of the intelligent machines say to me; I can hear them even in the hallway, so maybe the entire ship is filled with them.
"Before we do that, send scouts to see if there are any sections of space that don't have anyone living in them or, at the very least, don't have anyone that controls those areas so that they can rebuild faster." I say to the machines around me, who nodded, and I can see the fleets begin to leave.