A Raging God Returns
Copyright© 2025 by Hunter Johnson
Chapter 86: A Semblance of Normality
Science Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 86: A Semblance of Normality - Three young people represent Earth in a battle with our powerful ancestors who seeded us and terraformed Earth. It is a battle against people who believe Earth has lost its way, and they intend to destroy Earth if it does not comply. They are so far ahead of us that they are Godlike but are biased and irrational and prepared to inflict pain without compunction.
Caution: This Science Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Military Science Fiction Extra Sensory Perception
“I can’t believe the mess the Drunduh and Gnituruta made of Vorgaruhm,” said Dorel. “They also successfully attacked two distant XaX planets and took half a million from each. The Gnituruta damaged more infrastructure than the Drunduh. They can also get down to our cities more effectively.”
“Today, we will meet with our remaining delegates to outline our plans,” said Brendan.
“How will we do it?” David asked.
“We will first address how we go about it, then create an outline of planning areas and set objectives. Then, we will break up into groups to flesh out the different parts. We will discuss how we are going at defined intervals,” said Brendan.
“How many of our delegates survived?” Brendan asked.
“We have nineteen human delegates and fourteen humanoid ones,” said Ashlyn. “We replaced the damaged super AI and reconstituted her backups.”
“The new election process will give us a human delegate and six humanoid AI ones in two days. We will then develop our planning procedure and include our newbies,” said Ashlyn.
“The Drunduh deliberately targeted our leaders and institutions,” said Brendan.
“Did Adaobi and Tamerlan survive?” David asked.
“Fortunately, they were with the XaX at the time,” said Brendan. “Atra and Imra will be down in a few minutes.”
“Where are Messa and Dridget?” Ashlyn asked.
“They are laying eggs upstairs,” said Dorel, smiling. “The eggs are of excellent quality.” She lightly rubbed David’s cheek and smiled at him.
“We’ll bring our XaXlets back here once settled,” said Ashlyn. “Parenthood as a XaX is far less onerous than it is for us to have babies.”
“I want to spend more time being a father. I hope we can have the time to do it. I miss the babies and the XaXlets. How long is our term in office under the new constitution?” David asked. “Must we start a campaign to get re-elected?”
Ashlyn laughed. “The terms are brief. We must start the process soon, but not yet. In a hundred and forty-nine years, we will begin.”
David and Brendan laughed.
“What’s the schedule for today?” David asked.
“The Conclave meets in the temporary Colloquium at 12:30. The media will be here to interview us in five minutes. After that, several delegates wish to meet with us individually. A representative from the Agglomeration wants to discuss the extradition of the Spees Slang Syndicate,” said the AI assistant.
“I need a vacation. I am exhausted. We must return to visit Earth as soon as possible,” said David.
“Once again, we must carry you,” said Ashlyn, sighing and raising her eyebrows. “Brendan and I are much more energetic.”
David laughed. “I am much relieved.”
“I still find vacation a weird concept. Like us, the Agglomeration doesn’t take vacations,” said Dorel.
“You don’t know what you have missed,” said Ashlyn. “I reckon we should plan to get away for two weeks every three months. We’ll take you to Earth and spend some time in a resort. Dhorry, once you enjoy your first vacation, you’ll take one yearly. They are also a great new business opportunity for the XaX and the Agglomeration.”
Brendan’s communicator chimed. “Let’s make our way to the media room. They are waiting for us.”
“I dread these interviews,” said Brendan as he strolled towards the door behind the front of the media room accompanied by five guards.
Reporters packed the room, sat on the floor, or stood at the back.
Brendan pointed to Arrluk Nuvak, the political reporter.
“Chancellor, is it true you intend to keep the Conclave small despite the war effort and requirements for future planning?”
“Yes, the Conclave may be small, but the Super AIs will help us with our decisions and ensure we do what must be done. We can be fleet-footed and make decisions rapidly. Our productivity as a Conclave surpasses the Council by a hundred thousand percent. Our members have sufficient staff and infrastructure to ensure they can do what must be done. We are starting the process of planning for the next few centuries. There are some problems we must handle expeditiously. Not only must we repair our capital, but we must also defend it against enemies more effectively. We may have made good progress with the help of our allies, but the enemy has dispersed, and we can expect to face them again before long. Our ships and weapons are way behind those of our enemies. We must move to revamp our education to race ahead of our most sophisticated enemies and learn to fight them more effectively.”
Brendan pointed to Myisa Aurmath.
“Chancellors, why have you placed yourselves at risk in the fight against our enemies?”
“None of us expect our military to fight all our battles, especially when we have unique skills. We are no more precious than anyone else,” said David. “We’ve sent you some of our team’s battles against the Drunduh, Gnituruta, and the Sugigoth Overlords. We will lead from the front when appropriate, and we can make a unique contribution. The Sugigoth presented an enormous problem for the entire universe. They had a pervasive influence. There are probably some of them out there in the void. If they can find bodies suitable for our universe, they will become a nightmare. They intended to ally with our enemies. We employed our unique abilities.”
Ashlyn pointed to Amadi Chineze. “Why are we holding the members of the Spees Slang Syndicate? Surely they are the problem of the Agglomeration?”
“I accepted the surrender of the Syndicate and agreed to speak for them. Today, we received an extradition request from the Agglomeration for the cult leaders. The cult kidnapped Vice-Chancellor David and will face our justice before we entertain an extradition request,” Ashlyn replied.
Brendan pointed to Mescu Plottra.
“How many people died because of the Sugigoth, and do they remain a risk to us?”
“Mescu, the final count is 3.2 million people. We don’t know why so many died; we did not destroy enough Sugigoth and minions to explain the deaths. I said previously they are a persisting risk. We know ten thousand Sugigoth ships escaped their Universe in another multiverse. We do not know the number of ships that reached the void or went to other universes. We cannot account for all the ships in the void, nor can their sworn enemy, the Sonuam,” said Brendan. “The Sonuam are an ancient people much older than the Agglomeration. They look like squids and cannot live here without the protection of their ships and space suits, but they visited with us. They detected the Sugigoth in our Universe and chased after the Sugigoth that arrived here. We had already killed most of the leading Overseers. The Agglomeration lost many more beings, around 14 million.”
“Neftuk?” Brendan waved.
“Will you change your policies about the seeded colonies?”
“Those colonies prove to be highly vulnerable. We don’t want them to remain vulnerable as they may inadvertently support the future growth of the Drunduh and Gnituruta. We also cannot yet adequately defend them. We lost ninety percent of our warships and a significant chunk of our merchant fleets. We cannot replace our ships quickly enough to defend the Paradigm or the seeded planets from future attacks without help from our allies.”
“What help will our allies provide?” Neftuk asked.
“That is yet to be negotiated,” said Brendan. “The XaX lost more ships than we did, but they lost a smaller proportion of their fleets. The Agglomeration lost so many ships that they mobilized mothballed fleets that were last used in their battles with the Gnituruta. They have giant reserve fleets. We must negotiate further help with them. The Agglomeration previously agreed to help us upgrade our fleets and update our education system. They must now review and update their education effort since we captured advanced Gnituruta educational systems and acquired everything the Overseers know.”
Brendan pointed to Barekta Zinzorta.
“Chancellor, can you estimate how long the war will go?”
“The war will continue for a long time, but the intensity will vary. There is a possible series of major battles when the Agglomeration discovers which galaxy the Gnituruta are racing toward. We don’t know the Gnituruta’s resources in this galaxy, but will find out in time. Each of us has sent you a packet of information showing our battles but excludes the alleged kidnapping of Vice-Chancellor Cohen for legal reasons. We will release that packet of information later. Thank you all for coming. We will meet weekly to keep you updated.”
Four years later, the group returned to Earth and agreed to an interview.
“Chancellors, thank you for coming to our studio; it is a great honor!” Exclaimed Melissa Jones in Sydney.
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