The Natibu
The village of Nau was one of its kind. It guarded the sacred temples for centuries. The temples were made of precious crystals. The people of Nau, named the Natibu were their guardians.The temples were their life. Years of fighting with the Neophytes had destroyed most of their civilization. Proud and rich with generations of knowledge and wealth the Natibu were the last of their race.There were three temples that they guarded. The Natibu called it the 'Sacred Triangle'.In each of these three temples behind the sacred doors there exists a precious relic said to be made by the gods.It is said that the relics had enormous power and their goddess Nauriya visited each temple once in a year.The legend also says that one who possess the sacred relics holds the key to the future in his own hands.No one had ever seen the relics or the goddess,but they were firm believers. Little did they know that all that was going to change.
A few trees stood along the edge of the clearing leading to the village. Behind the bushes Kacarote waited. He was in no hurry. He had waited a lifetime for this day. The stillness of the air was marked by his own heartbeat. There were many like him who had made the journey before him. The Natibu called them 'Paparoti' or Treasure hunters.The Natibu had long fought off the evil one's who had descended to take away their precious relics. "Today, i will change this world forever", thought Kacarote.
Along the great plains , below the mountains the Natibu survived. They were the lords of all that they surveyed. For till then they hadn't met the overlords. The Natibu were the noblest of all races. They were basically farmers , the Cawarori were their domesticated animals. The Cawarori gave the Natibu food. The Natibu protected their borders with a strong army. Their strength was in their great wisdom. They had the power to unite. They were fierce warriors, for they were the protectors of the most important relics of the universe.
The Neophytes
Along the plains of the great river Baltore stood another civilization the Baltori, or Neophytes as they were popularly called.The city of Baltimose was the center of the civilization.
Baltimose was a great place for tourists. Ever since Kayati could remember tourism was the biggest draw here. The Neophytes were liberals,revolutionaries. Along the outskirts stood the monuments of thousands of revolutions that shook their land. People from all parts of the universe flocked to see them.Many shed a tear for a loved one lost in the great battles for the universe. Lesser in number than the Natibu, the Neophytes had great technology. Robots did most of the fighting for them. Also they had Kayati, the most feared warrior of the universe. It is said that the world trembled when Kayati rode into the battlefield.
Arkhamistan
This was the condition of planet Arkhamistan. The lone planet of galaxy Gotharnaut, surrounded by the three stars. Thus separated by the great mountains two of the most powerful races of the universe were constantly at war. The lone planet unknown to mankind held the future of the universe.
The Natibu and The Neophytes were one race millions of years ago. They were on average ten feet in height and had long tentacles on their heads. They were winged too, but they seldom flew. The gravity of Arkhamistan had grown strong over the years and made flight difficult.
There is a saying that "All that glitters is not gold". As always Kayati had known this. For the two hundred and twenty years he had been alive , he had never forgotten anything. He knew the dust storms of helium would appear at summer.He knew the great sulfurous rains of spring would appear soon. Kayati stood up, his twelve foot frame barely touched the ceiling. He was lost in thought. He held the televiewer, (a small mobile like device used to send messages across space) and then he heard the message. "All your waiting is over.The overlords arise today.They have send me to fetch the relics.I have their technology.The world is going to change my dear friend. -Kacarote".Kayati was stunned.It seemed as if the ghosts of Arkhamistan rose up from the shadows,strong helium winds blew. Years before he had watched Kacarote, his dear friend ride onto the horizon searching for new treasures. Then last year he heard the tragic news, Kacarote was dead. The treasure hunter in him had taken him far across to the depths of the universe. The Cargo ship Narsomnia returning from the Triangulum had found his empty space ship. But now Kayati knew that Kacarote was alive. He had even met the overlords. The overlords were their gods. It is said that the overlords had no body. None had met them. Kayati wondered how Kacarote had met them.
Kacarote who was resting by the trees near the village of Nau was now ready. He tried to remember his old self and failed. He tried to remember how he got here and failed again. All he knew was that he was on a mission, a sacred mission to retrieve the relics. He was honored the overlords had chosen him.
He had never met them, but he felt their presence, a tremendous power beyond imagination. They gave him instructions, perhaps they could read his thought. Kacarote was flying to the edges of the universe in his space ship when he saw it. A small triangle the size of a moon. Yet it was not a moon or a planet, it reflected the light of the stars. Kacarote tried to land on it, but then he lost control and a tremendous force sucked him onto the triangle.His spaceship drifted off in space and he was a prisoner on the lonely triangle. It was there that he felt the presence of the overlords.
At first Kacarote was scared.Then the overlords gave him tremendous knowledge.He felt the rise and death of stars.Soon he knew some part of the truth. The overlords still with-held most the vast knowledge. The overlords wanted him to give them back the relics."Why did you chose me, a mere weakling for this great task?You with such power could have done it all by yourself?"-Kacarote had asked the overlords. But his question was met with silence.With the knowledge given by the overlords,Kacarote built a great ship and weapons which were unmatched in the universe. He then set sail at warp speed to the worlds beyond the triangle to his home. As he now stood on the threshold of his mission, Kacarote knew that he would change the universe.
The Neophytes awoke with fear.They had heard the sound. It was the sound of battle.But they were confused, as soon as the battle cries were heard it was suddenly silent. Kayati rode onto Nau and surveyed the scene. The scene before Kayati chilled his bone. The people of Natibu had perished. Nothing remained to prove their existence. Smoke rose from the village in silent mourning. At the center of the village the temples still stood in all its glory. Suddenly a glimmering shadow appeared from the temples holding something. It was Kacarote, or what remained of him. He was shining as if there was a star burning in him. He put down his gun and called out to Kayati ,"Come dear friend.Lets get the relics."
Together Kayati and Kacarote went inside the first temple and smashed the sealed doors. Inside the chamber they found the first relic. It was small ,colorless like glass but hard like diamond. It shone with a brightness of a thousand stars. Then they got the second relic, it was black and dark the size of a football. The third relic surprised them, it was spherical and blue like a planet.
They put the three relics side by side.Suddenly Kacarote heard the overlords instruction, "Fit the three relics together." Kacarote looked at the relics, then he saw the groves, the three relics were part of a jigsaw. Slowly with shaking hands Kayati and Kacarote put the parts together. When they were finished they watched the relic soar up into the sky and rise again. The relic was growing at a rapid pace. Suddenly Kacarote knew the truth. "Come with me",Kacarote asked Kayati. Kayati although dazed went along with Kacarote onto his spaceship. The space ship soon was flying out of Arkhamistan. They saw that the relic had grown enormously and was sucking in the matter of the planet.They soon flew past the planet and watched Arkhamistan die. It didn't end with that. Their relic had become a gigantic black hole. It sucked in everything, it was growing exponentially every nanosecond. Kacarote knew the truth. The end of the universe.
The village of Nau was one of its kind. It guarded the sacred temples for centuries. The temples were made of precious crystals. The people of Nau, named the Natibu were their guardians.The temples were their life. Years of fighting with the Neophytes had destroyed most of their civilization. Proud and rich with generations of knowledge and wealth the Natibu were the last of their race.There were three temples that they guarded. The Natibu called it the 'Sacred Triangle'.In each of these three temples behind the sacred doors there exists a precious relic said to be made by the gods.It is said that the relics had enormous power and their goddess Nauriya visited each temple once in a year.The legend also says that one who possess the sacred relics holds the key to the future in his own hands.No one had ever seen the relics or the goddess,but they were firm believers. Little did they know that all that was going to change.
A few trees stood along the edge of the clearing leading to the village. Behind the bushes Kacarote waited. He was in no hurry. He had waited a lifetime for this day. The stillness of the air was marked by his own heartbeat. There were many like him who had made the journey before him. The Natibu called them 'Paparoti' or Treasure hunters.The Natibu had long fought off the evil one's who had descended to take away their precious relics. "Today, i will change this world forever", thought Kacarote.
Along the great plains , below the mountains the Natibu survived. They were the lords of all that they surveyed. For till then they hadn't met the overlords. The Natibu were the noblest of all races. They were basically farmers , the Cawarori were their domesticated animals. The Cawarori gave the Natibu food. The Natibu protected their borders with a strong army. Their strength was in their great wisdom. They had the power to unite. They were fierce warriors, for they were the protectors of the most important relics of the universe.
The Neophytes
Along the plains of the great river Baltore stood another civilization the Baltori, or Neophytes as they were popularly called.The city of Baltimose was the center of the civilization.
Baltimose was a great place for tourists. Ever since Kayati could remember tourism was the biggest draw here. The Neophytes were liberals,revolutionaries. Along the outskirts stood the monuments of thousands of revolutions that shook their land. People from all parts of the universe flocked to see them.Many shed a tear for a loved one lost in the great battles for the universe. Lesser in number than the Natibu, the Neophytes had great technology. Robots did most of the fighting for them. Also they had Kayati, the most feared warrior of the universe. It is said that the world trembled when Kayati rode into the battlefield.
Arkhamistan
This was the condition of planet Arkhamistan. The lone planet of galaxy Gotharnaut, surrounded by the three stars. Thus separated by the great mountains two of the most powerful races of the universe were constantly at war. The lone planet unknown to mankind held the future of the universe.
The Natibu and The Neophytes were one race millions of years ago. They were on average ten feet in height and had long tentacles on their heads. They were winged too, but they seldom flew. The gravity of Arkhamistan had grown strong over the years and made flight difficult.
There is a saying that "All that glitters is not gold". As always Kayati had known this. For the two hundred and twenty years he had been alive , he had never forgotten anything. He knew the dust storms of helium would appear at summer.He knew the great sulfurous rains of spring would appear soon. Kayati stood up, his twelve foot frame barely touched the ceiling. He was lost in thought. He held the televiewer, (a small mobile like device used to send messages across space) and then he heard the message. "All your waiting is over.The overlords arise today.They have send me to fetch the relics.I have their technology.The world is going to change my dear friend. -Kacarote".Kayati was stunned.It seemed as if the ghosts of Arkhamistan rose up from the shadows,strong helium winds blew. Years before he had watched Kacarote, his dear friend ride onto the horizon searching for new treasures. Then last year he heard the tragic news, Kacarote was dead. The treasure hunter in him had taken him far across to the depths of the universe. The Cargo ship Narsomnia returning from the Triangulum had found his empty space ship. But now Kayati knew that Kacarote was alive. He had even met the overlords. The overlords were their gods. It is said that the overlords had no body. None had met them. Kayati wondered how Kacarote had met them.
Kacarote who was resting by the trees near the village of Nau was now ready. He tried to remember his old self and failed. He tried to remember how he got here and failed again. All he knew was that he was on a mission, a sacred mission to retrieve the relics. He was honored the overlords had chosen him.
He had never met them, but he felt their presence, a tremendous power beyond imagination. They gave him instructions, perhaps they could read his thought. Kacarote was flying to the edges of the universe in his space ship when he saw it. A small triangle the size of a moon. Yet it was not a moon or a planet, it reflected the light of the stars. Kacarote tried to land on it, but then he lost control and a tremendous force sucked him onto the triangle.His spaceship drifted off in space and he was a prisoner on the lonely triangle. It was there that he felt the presence of the overlords.
At first Kacarote was scared.Then the overlords gave him tremendous knowledge.He felt the rise and death of stars.Soon he knew some part of the truth. The overlords still with-held most the vast knowledge. The overlords wanted him to give them back the relics."Why did you chose me, a mere weakling for this great task?You with such power could have done it all by yourself?"-Kacarote had asked the overlords. But his question was met with silence.With the knowledge given by the overlords,Kacarote built a great ship and weapons which were unmatched in the universe. He then set sail at warp speed to the worlds beyond the triangle to his home. As he now stood on the threshold of his mission, Kacarote knew that he would change the universe.
The Neophytes awoke with fear.They had heard the sound. It was the sound of battle.But they were confused, as soon as the battle cries were heard it was suddenly silent. Kayati rode onto Nau and surveyed the scene. The scene before Kayati chilled his bone. The people of Natibu had perished. Nothing remained to prove their existence. Smoke rose from the village in silent mourning. At the center of the village the temples still stood in all its glory. Suddenly a glimmering shadow appeared from the temples holding something. It was Kacarote, or what remained of him. He was shining as if there was a star burning in him. He put down his gun and called out to Kayati ,"Come dear friend.Lets get the relics."
Together Kayati and Kacarote went inside the first temple and smashed the sealed doors. Inside the chamber they found the first relic. It was small ,colorless like glass but hard like diamond. It shone with a brightness of a thousand stars. Then they got the second relic, it was black and dark the size of a football. The third relic surprised them, it was spherical and blue like a planet.
They put the three relics side by side.Suddenly Kacarote heard the overlords instruction, "Fit the three relics together." Kacarote looked at the relics, then he saw the groves, the three relics were part of a jigsaw. Slowly with shaking hands Kayati and Kacarote put the parts together. When they were finished they watched the relic soar up into the sky and rise again. The relic was growing at a rapid pace. Suddenly Kacarote knew the truth. "Come with me",Kacarote asked Kayati. Kayati although dazed went along with Kacarote onto his spaceship. The space ship soon was flying out of Arkhamistan. They saw that the relic had grown enormously and was sucking in the matter of the planet.They soon flew past the planet and watched Arkhamistan die. It didn't end with that. Their relic had become a gigantic black hole. It sucked in everything, it was growing exponentially every nanosecond. Kacarote knew the truth. The end of the universe.
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