In Machina Exspiravit
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289 DE (2599 CE) : Following the Transcendence Wars (2300-2310 CE), Terra became an inhospitable world compared to its pre-war state. Regardless, huamnity was forced to eek out an existence there with most survivors of ... More / Placeholder Faction: Transcendentalists Exists in: Realspace More / Underspire
Note: This is an unfinished, unedited first draft excerpt from an upcoming Infinispace novel.
They arrived at the Core bruised, bleeding and exhausted.
The blind and naked Murks who had guided them through the impossibly dark and winding catacombs of the Underspire refused to enter the Core. Their conditioning was too strong to overcome, and once the seal to the Core was breached, they scurried back into the darkness to return to their lifelong assigned duties, all the while chittering gutturaly to guide their way.
After watching the Murks scamper away from the light flooding through the gap in the slightly ajar Core gate, Summary: Placeholder More and Summary: Placeholder More squinted against the light then silently, in unison, leaned against the massive aperture and shouldered it open just enough for them to squeeze through. Persona unknown . . . entry redacted . . . ████ ██ Continuum █ ██ ██ ████ ███ █ appearance ████ ███ ██ ████. ████ ██ unkno... More had remotely rendered all security and monitoring systems invisible to their passage without taking them offline and further raising suspicions that the centuries old secrets of Earth’s only Placeholder Faction: Transcendentalists Exists in: Realspace More was about to be breached. It was a skill that Persona unknown . . . entry redacted . . . ████ ██ Continuum █ ██ ██ ████ ███ █ appearance ████ ███ ██ ████. ████ ██ unkno... More was particularly adept at and one that gave him a thrill whenever the opportunity presented itself to ply this particular talent.
Summary: Placeholder More touched Summary: Placeholder More lightly on the shoulder, “Don’t get your hopes up, she may not be here. Persona unknown . . . entry redacted . . . ████ ██ Continuum █ ██ ██ ████ ███ █ appearance ████ ███ ██ ████. ████ ██ unkno... More was able to trace the source of her memories to whatever is behind this door, but that doesn’t mean she’s physically here. It may not even mean she’s alive. There may be nothing here but broken fragments of her persona.”
Summary: Placeholder More reached up and touched his hand. “I know. But it’s not the only reason we’re here.”
“Then let’s go!” He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the Core.
The vault was immense. The interior was a spherical shaped structure several hundred feet in diameter. Suspended throughout the vault was a lattice of metal grids nested one within another, like the skeletal layers of an onion. Suspended within the lattice were thousands of pods, all connected by thick optical cabling that pulsed with energy and information. This cabling was routed to the center of the vault and interfaced with a collector The Sphere of the Triocracy is the human empire that was loosely established in 2221 CE when Nulldrive technology was first discovered and developed. Humanity tentatively probed interstellar space bey... More that was suspended from the ceiling.
“It looks like a central data hub, or computing node.”
“Is this the source? I don’t even know what I’m looking at.”
“Yes, I think it is,” he replied. “Or at least one of the sources. Look, there’s a manual terminal along the wall.”
They approached the terminal warily, looking through the lattice at ground level to ensure they could see no one else in the vault. Summary: Placeholder More secretly wished he could connect with Persona unknown . . . entry redacted . . . ████ ██ Continuum █ ██ ██ ████ ███ █ appearance ████ ███ ██ ████. ████ ██ unkno... More via his A bio.node is a technology that is integrated within a host's brain and consciousness that acts as a personal communication node to all open parts of the Continuum. The technology is not embedded via ... More, but there was no hope this deep under the ground. He estimated they were a full mile below the ground level of the The term "Tangle" refers specifically to the mass of humanity on Terra that resides between the three mile tall Techspire and the Barrier which acts as the final dividing line between the Tangle and t... More and the Placeholder Faction: Transcendentalists Exists in: Realspace More. What he was seeing was also foreign to him, but due to his upbringing he did have an advantage over such things compared to Summary: Placeholder More. But Persona unknown . . . entry redacted . . . ████ ██ Continuum █ ██ ██ ████ ███ █ appearance ████ ███ ██ ████. ████ ██ unkno... More was the expert. He was a The Forgotten, the Lost, Lurkers ... they are known by many names, but their officially accepted name is the Obscurum. These are citizens of the Triocracy, with means and reasons, who have chosen to f... More. Infinispace had always been his home, and he moved within it like Summary: Placeholder More and Summary: Placeholder More moved through the real world, though with ten times the competence and speed with which the two of them operated in reality. In relative terms Persona unknown . . . entry redacted . . . ████ ██ Continuum █ ██ ██ ████ ███ █ appearance ████ ███ ██ ████. ████ ██ unkno... More had superhuman abilities within Infinispace, but his reach could not overcome the limitations within the physical world.
In the Underspire there were no A bio.node is a technology that is integrated within a host's brain and consciousness that acts as a personal communication node to all open parts of the Continuum. The technology is not embedded via ... More access points that Summary: Placeholder More could detect. He felt blind.
They stopped before the terminal and Summary: Placeholder More made a standard access gesture. A luminous HUD materialized before them.
“It looks like a control terminal for the grid above us. There’s nothing here that controls the flow of data in and out of here … from what I can tell. But it does look like we can access nodes within the grid above us.”
“Nodes?” Summary: Placeholder More asked with a confused look on her face.
“Computing nodes.” He pointed upwards. “Thousands of nodes make a Core. Tens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of Cores power Infinispace. These Cores are spread throughout the Underspire as well as on other worlds and on relays in space between the worlds of the When the entirety of Earth was plunged into literal darkness and chaos in the years following the Cold Boot, humanity reverted to its most base form ... survival of the fittest and strongest. The near... More.”
In one panel of the HUD was a continuous stream of codes that scrolled by one after another. They held little meaning to Summary: Placeholder More, but Summary: Placeholder More let out a small gasp as if something had just dawned on her.
“Those look like CCs. Citizen codes,” she said.
Summary: Placeholder More looked skeptical. “Okay, let’s try one. Do you remember your mother’s CC?”
“My CC is a subset of hers, as it has been since the Spires is a term for the more specific Techspire, Warspire, and Lorespire that are the three arms of the human Triocracy. In a broader sense a Spire is the center of power on a given planet and/or sys... More has been assigning them. You should know this.”
“I’m sorry, I don’t. I know they exist, but I don’t know the details. I’ve never had to … deal with them.”
“Of course you haven’t.” There was a hint of spite in her voice. “Her CC was R3050X66-O.”
He fingered in the code and activated it, trying to avoid her gaze.
The vault was immense. The interior of the Core was a spherical shaped structure several hundred feet in diameter. Suspended throughout the vault was a lattice of metal grids nested one within another, like the skeletal layers of an onion. Suspended within the lattice were thousands of pods, all connected by thick optical cabling that pulsed with energy and information.
Machinery woke far above them in the spherical grid. Then they heard mechanical movement. They waited for several minutes and a large black pod slid down through the center axis of the grid and was placed on a silent conveyor that directed it towards the terminal. Summary: Placeholder More and Summary: Placeholder More stepped aside as it approached and watched it interface with a docking mechanism in the wall. Green letters on the HUD flashed “EXTRACT.”
Summary: Placeholder More reached out to make a gesture toward the floating letters.
“Wait!” Summary: Placeholder More yelled.
“Why?” Summary: Placeholder More said in disbelief. “Isn’t this why we’re here? There’s a covert war raging right now within Infinispace, one that’s going to eventually spill out into reality if we don’t contain it. No one is trustworthy any longer. No one is as they appear to be. Those who are trustworthy won’t believe us anyway. We’re on our own!”
“I know, it’s just that … are we ready for this? Are we ready to possibly disconnect up to a billion people from a second existence that has become more lucid to some of them than reality itself? If we’re successful in starting this, it could set humanity back centuries.”
“I’m tired of second guessing and indecision. There’s no other way to stop them.” Summary: Placeholder More stabbed at the pulsing green letters. “We’re as ready as we can be …”
A line of intense light traced around the perimeter of the pod. With a sharp HISS the top half opened like a clam shell revealing a shadowy interior. They both stepped back waiting for something to happen. But nothing did.
Pinpoints of light began to twinkle deep within the pod and a quiet whirring noise could be heard. From the shadows a horror beyond the imagination of both slowly emerged on an articulated arm. Summary: Placeholder More let out a scream and fell to the ground as she tripped over her own leaden legs. Summary: Placeholder More dashed to her side and knelt down beside her.
Staring back at them from the inky blackness of the pod was a grotesque caricature of a human head suspended on a mechanical armature that connected it to the pod’s interior. It was more machine than flesh, but the remnants of its former humanity could not be denied. Pale flesh hung from a metal framework that resembled a skull. Beneath the skin small mechanisms slithered and writhed. The whole was covered with what looked like crawling insects that could be nothing other than synthetic caretakers working to ensure that the machine and flesh were in harmony and compatibility. Its eyes pulsed with the same energy that permeated the vault.
The head looked at both of them then made a slow gesture as if nodding toward the HUD. “LOCAL INTERFACE” flashed in yellow.
Interpreting that it wanted to communicate with them, and presuming that the pod was immobile and no threat, Summary: Placeholder More stood up and walked over to the terminal. He glanced back at Summary: Placeholder More for confirmation. She nodded solemnly, the fear slowly eroding from her face. Summary: Placeholder More activated the link knowing Summary: Placeholder More would not be able to see and hear what he was about to experience.
The ghostly avatar of a woman appeared in front of him. She was average height and average age, with bright clear eyes and hair so fair that it looked almost to be white. Summary: Placeholder More turned back to look at Summary: Placeholder More, studying her, then turned his attention back to the avatar.
Summary: Placeholder More stood up. “What is it?”
“I think it’s your mother?”
“This thing?!” She pointed at the pod and its contents. The grotesque head turned back to her and gazed with lifeless eyes.
“No, that’s just a shell. Your mother is here.” Summary: Placeholder More pointed to the thin air in front of him, then tapped his head. “She’s linked to my A bio.node is a technology that is integrated within a host's brain and consciousness that acts as a personal communication node to all open parts of the Continuum. The technology is not embedded via ... More, and she’s projecting into my mind. She looks just like you … I mean you look just like her.”
“Why have you woken me? Who are you?” The voice of the avatar materialized in his mind. The actuators whirred and the head was once again regarding Summary: Placeholder More. “Am I finally to be allowed to die?”
Summary: Placeholder More Spokes are the great central avenues that radiate from the base of the Terran Techspire (the largest of all Spires), travel through the Rise, and radiate out into the Tangle stopping short of the Barr... More directly to the woman, ignoring the contents of the pod. “We’ve been looking for you … for a long time. Me and Summary: Placeholder More.”
“Go to her.” Summary: Placeholder More whispered, pointing toward the pod. “She’s trying to access her latent memories.”
Summary: Placeholder More shrugged off the revulsion rising in her and slowly approached the head. Tears began to slide down her face as her own latent memories began to bubble to the surface. She closely inspected the familiar curved cheeks and high forehead of her mother’s former visage. Her despair grew as she realized the implication of what was about to happen; what they were about to ask her mother to do if they could break through the trauma of a decade of virtual enslavement she had been subject to. Summary: Placeholder More had always hoped her mother was somehow alive, somewhere, after she had disappeared. But now the revulsion turned back on her as she wished her mother had died instead of being taken by Collectors are exclusively tools of Techspires, acting as their enforcers of edicts and policies. Their activity is often, but not always, linked with automated Integrators that first locate and subdu... More. Surely any death would be preferred to being a lifeless husk whose memories were being used to fuel the insatiable appetites of Infinispace. She looked up at the thousands of pods suspended above her and shuttered. Fresh tears rolled down her face.
She stopped before her mother, reached up and touched the cold skin of the dead face and said, “Mother … we need your help.”
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