Chapter 3: Memories
The ship flew at neck-breaking speeds only taking 5 Minutes for us to arrive, the ship landed neatly with the exit pointed towards the red carpet.
''After more than 10 PUs of peace, we will now embark upon our next conquest! Having found a person who can use the Hyper-drive we can finally continue the survival of our species!'' The president was giving a speech to its people, broadcasting it across billions of Galaxies. ''I welcome you, Smith, the last Ancient Human in existence, currently a bit over 10+ billion years old!'' The people gasped in surprise.
I took a step from the ship, my posture straight, and started the walk towards the end of the Carpet. Suddenly the screens on the sides started to show Pictures of the Old Earth, Old monuments, Historic moments, Art and design, Languages and Culture. I reminisced about the past for a second before tightening my hands into fists and continued onwards. 'Hey, are we lucky? Or, are we doomed to hell or something?!?' My split personality complained. '
My face just had a look of sorrow on it, I try to always smile, always try to find something to be happy. 'You know, you can just end it here...' 'But Humankind needs me!' 'Are they f*cking human?!?' My split personality cursed.
It was then that it hit me, What if these creatures aren't evolved from Humans and that they just want to use me. I quickly threw that off my mind as I walked the red carpet, I walked the style of my old home, Military marching, singing God save the Queen as I march down the carpet. Soon Prime Materializes rows upon rows of British Soldiers behind me, holograms of course. But it created a heavy pressure, soon the festive atmosphere disappeared and a solemn sphere was left hanging. The soldiers change to tanks, to planes to Cars to festive cheerleaders, my culture was in full display as I walked down.
I stood in front of the President, the custom is to take a deep bow, but instead, I did something else, ''Bow.'' I said not soft and not loud, the President looked baffled, everyone held their breath as they heard what I said, ''I am your ancestor, it is common practice that you show respect to your elders, no matter your position.'' This was none other than my split personality speaking, he took over at the moment of sadness seeing the soldiers. 'Get out! We must respect the president!' I shout at my split personality, 'Shut-up! I want to see if they inherited any culture from our past!' He said back. The President was pleasantly surprised and thought quickly before bowing a deep bow, struggling to take back the control I bowed halfway as well.
''Ladies and Gentlemen! Behold! In Honour of our Ancestors! The Super-Dreadnought Class Terra!'' A massive ship jumped out of warp space, Having the shape of Super Star Destroyer but larger. A sphere was situated in the middle/back of the ship, barely visible due to the sheer size of the ship. Spanning the Length of 4 Tiths (40 Kilometers). ''This ship can only be build once, having used the rarest particles for construction, our Universe had barely enough to Finish the construction! Powered by 4 Darkmatter Neutron Stars merged together, this ship is able to singlehandedly fight the combined fleet of the Republic!'' the President excitedly shouted the specifications of the Super-Dreadnought.
Ship Specifications:
[Name: Terra]
[Class: Super-Dreadnought]
[Personel: 1 Captain, 3 AI systems, 30,000,000 Worker Robots, 10,000,000 Security Robots, 5,000,000 Miscallanious Robots]
[Powerplant: Merged 4-Neutron Darkmatter Stars]
[Propulsion: Dark matter Thrusters]
[FTL Main: Hyper-Drive, Secondary: Warp Drive]
[Detection: 8th Dimensional tracking]
[Shielding: Dark matter Shielding]
[Armour: Particle 36 Plating]
[Sub-systems: Numerous]
[Armament:
-Energy:
- Dark matter Lasers
- Matter disintegrators
-Kinetic:
- Antimatter Turrets
- Antimatter Launchers/Artillery
-Explosives:
- Darkmatter Torpedoes
- Darkmatter Missle Systems
-Automated Crafts:
-Space-superiority (SS)
-Multi-role (MR)
-Planetary Invaders (PI)
-Heavy Duty Transports
-Heavy Duty Bombers]
I went through the specifications, but I barely understood what these systems were, even when applying my Theoretical knowledge from the Dreadnought Acadamy! ''Sir Smith! The scheduled FTL test is in 1 year from now on this exact day, you'll have to train hard and understand this ship, Terra has cost us so much you can't begin to imagine...'' The president said as he looked at the beautiful ship. I didn't say anything, as the image of my father resurfaced in my mind, 'Would he be proud?' I asked myself, 'Of course not! you are a useless piece of shit, who just got lucky!' My split personality scoffed, 'I want to kill you one day you know that...' I was in the middle of the red carpet when the scenes from New York appeared on it, causing a memory to pop up:
''Maybe home,
is not a place
not even a person
but instead a feeling
It is a feeling where you can finally
adapt to your society and
be comfortable to walk in your skin
without being afraid or scared anymore
And now I'm homesick''
I remember a Poem from old, never has it been so fitting, ''I will never find a home because I will never be able to adapt to this society, I am doomed to be forever wandering. I was destined for pain, never had a chance, never had a choice... My feelings started to gush out as tears started to drop from my eyes, I took out a picture out of my pocket showing me, my mother, my father and Nick in front of the Eiffel tower. ''WHY!'' I shouted in Anguish as I stomped on the ground, **Quick! Get the doctor!** **His mind is unstable!** I heard gibberish as I just cried and cried, missing everything, hating my life. 'You know... You can let me take over you know...' My split personality said sympathy,
''JUST MAKE THE SUFFERING END!'' I shouted,
The tears stopped immediately as I stood up solemnly, 'Sleep well old friend, your suffering has ended...'
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