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Authors: Mason Elliott
Tags: Science-Fiction, adventure, Military, Science Fiction & Fantasy, alien invasion, first contact, Galactic Empire, Space Marine, Colonization
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my friend. I never will. We just disagree sometimes on certain things. I’m sorry if I sound harsh. I just don’t have anywhere else to turn right now. I’m going back to my ship. Khai, do what you can. Get any information from the real Master Tree and the real Elders, now that I hear they’re recovering. Join me when you are able.”
Khai nodded. “Copy that, N. I will be with you in a matter of a few hours.”
“Good. That should give me some time to work out something. Let’s all just keep working together. Something has to break for us.” She transported immediately to her private quarters and sent her urgent message out to her uncle and his odd crew of misfits and warriors.
7
Naero meditated inside her silent, serene dark quarters with her third eye wide open.
So much had happened and still they had no time. Her crew had gone wild with joy when they learned that she still lived, and that she had not been executed of killed. Naero quickly explained to Rina and Enel just how dire and urgent things were for them all, and what was at stake. They would explain it all to the rest of the crew.
Naero expanded her mind and opened her awareness within and without, and all around her. She considered going to the Astral Plane and seeking out her dragon like friend Womi of the interdimensional Kahn-Dar.
Yet he knew nothing of the ancient and godlike race of the Kexx that would help her. It was the Kexx who had defeated the terrifying G’lothc long ago and created the Kexxian Data Matrix that was now within her. And still it defied anyone cracking its secrets. Together, she and Om, a Kexxian Defense Protocol AI, had only gleaned a few things, barely scratching the surface of that vast wealth of knowledge. But the knowledge always seemed tantalizingly incomplete in some crucial way.
Naero tried to penetrate the KDM’s massive defenses.
In her mind, it was as if she stood before the sheer face of a seamless vertical cliff, mountain, or wall, kilometers high. Impervious. Impenetrable.
No, there would never be any way for anyone or anything to force a way in. The godlike Kexx had made certain of that. She instinctively knew that the terrifying G’lothc had tried, harder than anyone, and even their supreme efforts had been defeated.
Even Om, who had been part of the KDM, could catch only fleeting glimpses of all of the secret knowledge that awaited within, beyond that impassable barrier.
She did learn one small thing, and she nearly missed that.
All of the KDM, the barrier, and everything within it, hummed with amazing, shifting patterns of Cosmic resonance. They were not unlike codes and frequencies, and when she tried to perceive what they were, she rebounded psionically as if given a jolt of Cosmic and psyonic force.
The KDM…was everything. It was biomancy, it was teknomancy, and it was mystical–all in one. It was physical in nature, it was psyonic in nature, and it was Cosmic in nature. It was composed of and bound by all of the raw forces of the universe. The KDM was Order, Chaos, and Change. It was a true harmony between the forces of Destruction and the Darkforce, and of Creation and the Lifespark.
That was part of the secret. The KDM, all of the power, wisdom, and knowledge of the Kexx–was indeed a deep harmony. Yet it still defied her, and held her back, even though she perceived and understood its true nature.
She was still missing something important.
A key. It suddenly came to her.
The entire outer-thing, for all of its massive size and complexity, was a lock box. Perhaps the most intricate lockbox in the universe, but still a box with a key or keys that were needed to unlock and open it.
But she still had no idea what those key or keys would be like, how to fashion them, or where they would fit to unlock the barrier.
Yes, at least it came to her that she would need to fashion the keys herself and that there would be more than one. But how?
Suddenly she realized that
Khai nodded. “Copy that, N. I will be with you in a matter of a few hours.”
“Good. That should give me some time to work out something. Let’s all just keep working together. Something has to break for us.” She transported immediately to her private quarters and sent her urgent message out to her uncle and his odd crew of misfits and warriors.
7
Naero meditated inside her silent, serene dark quarters with her third eye wide open.
So much had happened and still they had no time. Her crew had gone wild with joy when they learned that she still lived, and that she had not been executed of killed. Naero quickly explained to Rina and Enel just how dire and urgent things were for them all, and what was at stake. They would explain it all to the rest of the crew.
Naero expanded her mind and opened her awareness within and without, and all around her. She considered going to the Astral Plane and seeking out her dragon like friend Womi of the interdimensional Kahn-Dar.
Yet he knew nothing of the ancient and godlike race of the Kexx that would help her. It was the Kexx who had defeated the terrifying G’lothc long ago and created the Kexxian Data Matrix that was now within her. And still it defied anyone cracking its secrets. Together, she and Om, a Kexxian Defense Protocol AI, had only gleaned a few things, barely scratching the surface of that vast wealth of knowledge. But the knowledge always seemed tantalizingly incomplete in some crucial way.
Naero tried to penetrate the KDM’s massive defenses.
In her mind, it was as if she stood before the sheer face of a seamless vertical cliff, mountain, or wall, kilometers high. Impervious. Impenetrable.
No, there would never be any way for anyone or anything to force a way in. The godlike Kexx had made certain of that. She instinctively knew that the terrifying G’lothc had tried, harder than anyone, and even their supreme efforts had been defeated.
Even Om, who had been part of the KDM, could catch only fleeting glimpses of all of the secret knowledge that awaited within, beyond that impassable barrier.
She did learn one small thing, and she nearly missed that.
All of the KDM, the barrier, and everything within it, hummed with amazing, shifting patterns of Cosmic resonance. They were not unlike codes and frequencies, and when she tried to perceive what they were, she rebounded psionically as if given a jolt of Cosmic and psyonic force.
The KDM…was everything. It was biomancy, it was teknomancy, and it was mystical–all in one. It was physical in nature, it was psyonic in nature, and it was Cosmic in nature. It was composed of and bound by all of the raw forces of the universe. The KDM was Order, Chaos, and Change. It was a true harmony between the forces of Destruction and the Darkforce, and of Creation and the Lifespark.
That was part of the secret. The KDM, all of the power, wisdom, and knowledge of the Kexx–was indeed a deep harmony. Yet it still defied her, and held her back, even though she perceived and understood its true nature.
She was still missing something important.
A key. It suddenly came to her.
The entire outer-thing, for all of its massive size and complexity, was a lock box. Perhaps the most intricate lockbox in the universe, but still a box with a key or keys that were needed to unlock and open it.
But she still had no idea what those key or keys would be like, how to fashion them, or where they would fit to unlock the barrier.
Yes, at least it came to her that she would need to fashion the keys herself and that there would be more than one. But how?
Suddenly she realized that
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