With Malice Towards None…
- Chapter the first –
When the 27th Regiment stormed the Skytowers and broke the defences of the Lord, killing him and his Council of Twelve, we thought we had won. With the False Lesser Consensus broken in the Fall of the Skytowers, the Greater Consensus knew peace, and we moved in force on the remaining holdouts of the Technocrats. Little did we know what was yet to come.
With the detonation of the core bomb, the earth shook and the winds raged, the flitters were torn from the skies as if by the hand of an angry god and the cities crumbled. One last act of destruction wrought in desperation by the surviving Technocrats, a doomsday weapon designed in the dark madness of the Lord’s Night of Tech, now turned on an unsuspecting world that had first accepted, then rejected, and finally turned against the Lord Technocrat Supreme, his Cult of Science, and his Technocrats’ perverse vision of the future, a future of cold logic and colder emotions.
Billions dead for the crime of the Lord ignoring in his arrogance that the Greater Consensus is mightier than the Lesser, no matter the cost to the individual. It is worthy of pity, worthy of tears, and it bears the stigmata of greatness, but in the end, so are all matters of import and we are the stronger for it as a race: We endure.
Did the Lord’s madness begin with the acquisition of Hyperdrive technology from the Terrans and the spread of that knowledge to all the Star Nations? Did it begin with his plans of conquest – or were they a mere logical necessity in a bigger game of thrones, a means rather than an end? In all likelihood we will never know, now. Whether we like it or not, we are bound by the consequences of his actions, as all are bound by the acts of the Lord be they moral or immoral. The Lord was a good man and true, once, and his soul burned for our sake, but his desires grew foreign to us and he became…. Alien.
It is worthy of reflection.
The Greater Consensus is mobilising now and in time our world will live and breathe again, the wounds healed and the scars mere memories of the follies of ages past. For now, the Lesser Consensus assembles, the brightest souls shining though the mass of the Greater, and the thoughts of the Consensus are clear:
Item: The Long Night of Tech is over and the Dawn of Dreams is upon us. We shall shun the Tech that stems from study but welcome that which springs from practical applications: There shall be no more Technocrats, no more Research Facilities, no more trading in the Tech of the Alien, for their ways are not ours. Through our own hard labour, only, shall progress be made.
Item: We shall leave our adopted Cradle, we shall multiply, and we shall bring life to the dead worlds.
Item: We shall not strike first. We shall assume good faith and act with malice towards none and charity for all.
This is the will of the Greater Consensus as understood by the Lesser. It will be so. And of the Lesser Consensus, as has always been, time without end, one shines brighter than the rest: One soul burns with the accumulated power of the race, transcending for the first time in its life the boundaries of man and assuming the properties and duties of the Lord.
Behold! The Lord walks amongst us and hears our prayers! The Consensus is achieved and we are one!
The Legion is whole again.
GalCiv2 Beta 1.3.2, Drath on crippling difficulty, gigantic map, no research facilities, no techtrading (others may techtrade, though, should they desire it, but it is not the will of the Drath), no starting wars against others without very, very, good reason, and a couple of other interesting choices of strategy.
Updates will be infrequent. While certainly interesting, this is a bit of a bitch to play.
Stats are up… If I survive to have tough ships, my ships will be very tough. Tough, and lucky.