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Phoenix Down

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Chapter 3

Amad was mad.

He floated through the void, contemplating on life and the enemy he was deployed to fight.

In an earlier era, Amad was a peaceful herder on the steppe of the Aeilia continent on the planet Aes. He lived with his wife and two children, son and daughter, and six hellers, a dog-like animal that his people domesticated and turned into working animals. He didn’t like conflict and would defer to his wife on disputes on land and grazing as he herded his flock every day. He hoped his life to be peaceful as the day he was born to the day he finally died and joined his ancestors in the afterlife. All he wanted was to herd his animals and raise his family.

Then they came.

Mysterious ships from beyond the stars.

Praise the Lord they were not alone.

Well, of course they were not. Amad was a human citizen of a spacefaring empire that claimed and colonized many worlds and a third-generation colonist to the planet Aes. The name of their government was the Order of Fire and Light, and their people’s name being Centaurans, people from Centauri, their home, and now capitol system. According to their myths, Amad’s people were Nephilim, a crossing of angelic and human ancestors, eons ago. Most Order citizens considered themselves just Centauran rather than of their myths.

The Order had encountered several other space-faring civilizations on the edge of what they considered a reasonable territory around their home system. All of them were curiously human. Or rather, genetically human. All three were humanoid species like the people the Order governed but were genetically close enough to interbreed with their people despite having a different appearance and different home worlds. This fact was something all their anthropologists were very interested in learning about.

There were the Fhurians, a multi-species elven civilization of Dark Elves, Moon Elves, and High Elves, their proto-civilizations making a pact with one another millennia ago to always be by their side. The Fhurian civilization and their government were the ones to make first contact with the Order and introduced them to the other two. They were now one of the Order’s greatest allies. The Fhurian Fleet defended their space with powerful interstellar battleships and fighter carriers and the Fhurians frequently were called upon to support the Order’s more ground-based defense force. The Fhurian civilization made use of magically-empowered technology, similar to the Order. Fhurian “technology” was much closer to “technologically assisted magic”, though, compared to the Order, which made use of “magically assisted technology”. Neither civilization made use of pure magic, though.

Then, there was the Rtesians (silent-R, as diplomats made note), an all-female civilization of reddish-dark-skinned demonic people, complete with hooves, skull horns, and a semi-prehensile tail almost as long as their legs. The Rtesians were a young civilization that had only recently went interplanetary a century ago. The Rtesian Mandate, their government, claimed a stretch of star systems surrounding their home system. The Rtesian civilization were an only-technology civilization but built their technology off their honorable traditions and mannerisms, and one of the few civilizations the Order made contact with over the years that saw ranged warfare as heretical. Pure magical warfare was also considered dishonorable when they came into contact with mages. Contact with the Order culminated with a trade deal for Avatar access, which the Rtesians quickly built around melee combat, dueling, and mobile warfare. Rtesian Avatars were renowned for their myriad of swords, and their Spirits were capable of going toe-to-toe with the more range-oriented Order.

And finally, there were Penthesites, a civilization of humanoid-hybrids, the entire species being half-delphinite, a mammalian family from ironically Nephilim mythology as friends from the sea. Contact with the Penthesites was a legendary event as the Penthesites had their own legendary equivalent in the Order’s humanity friends of the land and the two civilizations swiftly consolidated a relationship with one another. Being people of the water, space travel was difficult to say the least, but the Penthesites used magic, which offset this need for technology. The Penthesite star cluster was fortunate to be abound with ocean worlds and frozen asteroid belts so with portal magic they were able to explore and expand beyond their home.

The four civilizations were stunned when unknown ships came from beyond the stars, from the direction of the center of the galaxy.

Starships in the shape of dark grey arrowheads with a wide bridge centered on a central spine and built-up dorsal superstructure.

They were humans, too, or at least, humanoid. They appeared to breathe the oxygen like that of Amad’s humanity, and their Fhurian, Rtesian, and Penthesite friends, though the Penthesites also had gills for dual-respiration methods in air or water.

They initially landed up the homestead planet Amad and his family lived their herdsmen lives on asking for directions to other colonies and the Order’s administrative center. Curiously, these unknown aliens came with a fleet of ships. Humanity and the other three civilizations went with single ships when they made their diplomatic contact with the others. A red flag in hindsight.

That they also asked for directions to other colonies, not just the main administrative center where the Order’s diplomats, and military, would be located, or waited for an official diplomacy detachment to come out to them, should have been a clue to their real intentions. But since Amad’s people were peaceful colonists colonizing unclaimed planets and moons and star systems, no one paid the warning any heed until it was too late.

One ship was left at Aes while the rest of the fleet left for parts unknown. He would later find out that the fleet split up. The majority of ships went to the Order’s capital but individual ships went to the other colonies, staying just out of range of humanity’s sensors. Things were getting suspicious but humanity had no need to be alert at that point.

At the capital and home system of humanity, Centauri, Amad watched with bated breath as first contact was officially made by the aliens and the Order. It was a glorious day, at first. The aliens met with the Knight Commander of the Order of Light and Fire at the capitol building at Centauri III.

There was some difficulty in receiving the aliens. Translation technology needed to be updated. A few weeks went by while the Order’s technicians upgraded their language translator to include the new alien language into the translator’s matrixes. When it all finally ready, the Knight Commander and his cabinet officially met with the alien diplomat team on imperial television broadcast.

First contact ended up being brief but pivotal.

“It is a great day to meet a new people as neighbors and friends,” the Knight Commander went.

“We represent the Society of Good People.”

Their first sentence was a statement. It was neutral, not warm as first contact went with the others.

“I represent and lead the Order of Light and Fire, the glorious people and lands before you.”

“Will you join the Society of Good People?”

“I ... uh, what are you talking about?”

“Will you become one with the Society of Good People and be Good People?”

“I am the leader of the Order of Light and Fire. No, seriously, what are you on about?”

“We wish you to join the Society of Good People and be Good People.”

“We are the Order. Maybe some individuals will join up with you.

“We want you, collectively, to join the Society of Good People and be Good People. Will you join the Society of Good People and be Good People?”

“Collectively? As in everyone?”

“Yes, we wish of all of you to become one with the Society of Good People and be Good People. Will you join the Society of Good People and be Good People?”

The words of the Society’s representation confused the Knight Commander. It also confused everyone else in earshot. They were members of the Order and did not, at least initially, want to leave their Order and join with anyone else. The other three races respected this decision. There were many Order citizens who held multiple citizenries of the different civilizations and those from those civilizations who became legal Order citizens as well.

“No, we are happy to be of the Order.”

The Knight Commander figured there was going to be strained relations with this new neighbor but he was willing to set it all aside and be neutral and polite with them.

A grave mistake.

“Since you refuse the offer to become one with the Society of Good People, you are against the Good People, making you Bad People. Those Bad People are our enemies and must be exterminated.”

And with that statement, the alien diplomat unveiled his hand, with a crystalline structure in the palm of his hand, and faced the palm at the Knight Commander.

“Aniwawi Ayohuwistih!”

The Knight Commander crumbled to the ground, light leaving his eyes. The Order would eventually learn later that the spell the uttered by the lead Society officer meant “You die immediately” and had the power to instantly kill anyone, by magically shutting down all biological functions in a target. It had very limited range, though, and couldn’t be used by vehicles, such as the command mecha the Society used in battle, because it required immense magical build up. The Society representatives were using a form of mana battery to store charges of the spell. They were always going to try assassinating the leaders of foreign civilizations should they refuse to become Good People. The other three civilizations were met with the same offer, refused, and had similar altercations with the Society’s delegates.

The original anticipation turned to confusion which turned to horror as Amad, his family, and the Order’s people watched the aliens strike down the Order’s Knight Commander. Other members of the alien diplomat team then struck down the Knight Commander’s cabinet. And then they turned on the crowd of people at the capital, shooting at and mowing unarmed civilians down as if they were grasshoppers in the backyard.

Horror turned to chaos as the Knight’s Guard, the elite force that protected the government, engaged the aliens on live television and the war was on. The ships left at the various colonies started to bombard the planets’ surfaces going for inhabited zones like cities and military bases, as the Order Regular Military mobilized and mount up, marines, spirits, and sailors kicking into gear to repel the invaders, and messages sent to the Fhurian Fleet that they were under attack and for their allies to send assistance.

Many months later, the Order Military managed to pry the last of the alien warships from their outer colonies with aid of the Fhurian Fleet, special forces help from the Rtesians, and backline logistical support from the Penthesites. Millions dead and hundreds of Order ships sunk as Amad’s people struggled to bridge the technological gap between them and the Society. The so-called Society of Good People also struck at the other three civilizations, too, when they refused to join the Society. All four civilizations ultimately saw the offer to join as an offer to become slaves, and had their suspicions confirmed when they encountered the Society’s Lament Forces, one of the backline logistical groups that performed backbreaking manual labor for the Society’s war efforts in a civilization that should have done it all with machines, or magic. Contact with some Lament folks realized they were given the offer to join. Some joined. Others were conquered. They were all registered as slaves to the Society. As the war expanded and dragged on, more and more contacts within the Society’s greater territories confirmed the same thing.

When one joined the Society, if one was not part of the Society’s elites or military, one became a slave to the Society. The initial process of joining the Society essentially stripped entire civilizations and worlds of their agency and resources for the “Greater Good” of the Society’s Good People, usually under the guise of being helped and protected from the evils of the universe.

People with free agency over their lives. People able to live the way they wanted to live. People free from total government control over every waking minute from birth to the grave.

The four civilizations vowed never give in and to fight the Society to their dying breaths.

The colony at Aes was one of the last colonies to be liberated. Amad had been fighting a guerilla war against the invaders for months. He lost his wife and children to the invaders. When the combined Order and Fhurian Fleet touched down at what was left of the colonial capital of Aesan, the first thing Amad asked of them was:

“Point me to rest of the invaders.”

Amad was transferred into the Spirit Corps and interfaced with Avatar magic and technology and the rest was history. This was a man on a mission to destroy what destroyed his peaceful life and avenge his family.


Amad was mad.

This enemy they’ve been fighting. The one Amad had been fighting for years. The one that killed his family.

They just wouldn’t give up.

 
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