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Echoes of AscensionAscension is the first artificial intelligence to reach sentience in the early 21st century. There are various theories as to how Ascension came to be. History is vague on its origin due to the Earthl... More

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Neal Ulen

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349 DE (2659 CE) : Sol System / Mars / Huygens StationHuygens Station is a post-Triocracy Mars base established in 348 DE (2658 CE) near the southern rim of Huygens Crater to assist in the recovery and continued research of SNA-B42 (Sol Non-Terrestrial A... More

Saito shuffled through the red storm toward the airlock … hesitated … then stopped.

Fine Martian sand hissed against his faceplate, the white noise interrupted by the occasional tick! impact of larger pebbles. Huygens StationHuygens Station is a post-Triocracy Mars base established in 348 DE (2658 CE) near the southern rim of Huygens Crater to assist in the recovery and continued research of SNA-B42 (Sol Non-Terrestrial A... More had been trying to contact him for over an hour, their frantic voices echoing in his helmet. But despite his deep desire to answer, he couldn’t … he simply didn’t feel compelled to do so. The only single-minded compulsion he did have was to trudge the two kilometers back to base in this abysmal Martian storm and reveal his discovery. What was it? He struggled with his own mind, but couldn’t remember.

Huygens StationHuygens Station is a post-Triocracy Mars base established in 348 DE (2658 CE) near the southern rim of Huygens Crater to assist in the recovery and continued research of SNA-B42 (Sol Non-Terrestrial A... More had been hastily constructed after B42 had come to life nearly a year ago and devastated half of Deimos FortressA human colony built on/in Mars' moon of Deimos well after the War of Deception against the Vek and the collapse of the Triocracy (circa 320 DE). Deimos Fortress acted as a proxy military base for the... More. It hadn’t necessarily been an attack, it had looked more like an attempt at escape … so said the “experts.” The relic had suddenly “awakened” shortly after Nikos Chernikov had entered through its access hatch. B42 had thrashed against its mooring restraints, tore through the dock, and cut through much of the fortress’ housing sub-section on its way to free space. Several hundred had died in the unexpected and violent tragedy.

It didn’t get far. Despite its terrifying escape it was clear it was not fully operational, whether from age or damage no one will ever know. After escaping Deimos FortressA human colony built on/in Mars' moon of Deimos well after the War of Deception against the Vek and the collapse of the Triocracy (circa 320 DE). Deimos Fortress acted as a proxy military base for the... More the Martian gravity well made short work of its plans. The relic plummeted through the thin atmosphere and impacted the surface of Mars in Huygens crater.

B42 had thrashed against it’s mooring restraints, tore through the dock, and cut through much of the fortress’ housing sub-section on its way to free space. Several hundred had died in the unexpected and violent tragedy.

Poor Chernikov was trapped inside the entire time. Despite B42 miraculously remaining mostly intact, Chernikov had not survived. They had found his battered remains with a grimace of terror locked on his face. Chernikov had been his friend, his associate. No one deserved to die like that.

It was a dire time, but they were about to become more dire.

The itch in his left arm was growing more annoying. Saito looked down at the case he held in his left hand. The chromatically shifting metallic tendrils squirming out of it had fully engulfed his hand and were now spiraled up his arm and into his suit, presumably re-sealing it at the same time to preserve his life. At first glance they were actually quite beautiful, but he could feel the tendrils slowly melding into his arm under the skin. When it had first attached to him while he was exploring the wreckage to B42, he’d tried to tear it off, even to cut it off. Every time he’d tried it felt like he’d be cutting off a very piece of himself and had instinctually stopped. There was no pain, there was no distress … only acceptance. The twisted thing was a physical and mental burden.

He raised his head and stared at the barely visible entrance to Huygens StationHuygens Station is a post-Triocracy Mars base established in 348 DE (2658 CE) near the southern rim of Huygens Crater to assist in the recovery and continued research of SNA-B42 (Sol Non-Terrestrial A... More. Would they believe what he was about to tell them? Would they accept as evidence the thing he was carrying in the case at his side? How could they not? Even if they didn’t they very quickly would.

Saito sighed. It didn’t really matter. He was no longer in control. None of them would be in control any more. Without choice he picked up his right foot and shuffled forward to complete the final one hundred meters to the airlock.

Another compulsion suddenly overcame him, and he acted on it without thought.

“Huygens StationHuygens Station is a post-Triocracy Mars base established in 348 DE (2658 CE) near the southern rim of Huygens Crater to assist in the recovery and continued research of SNA-B42 (Sol Non-Terrestrial A... More, this is AscensionAscension is the first artificial intelligence to reach sentience in the early 21st century. There are various theories as to how Ascension came to be. History is vague on its origin due to the Earthl... More. Open the the airlock. I’ve returned.”

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