A Dark Renaissance in Time: The Severing of the Ergodic Artery

The dark ball refracted a very dim glow off of its edges. Revolutions in its orbit have changed. Mainly due to the pull of multiple celestial objects within a system decaying over time, but evolution in it appearance has also affected its mass. This has seemingly but slowly thrown various orbits into new paths. These new directions are varying the time in and out of the goldilocks zone. It's yellow star dimming only slightly which has provided an adjustment to these paths as well. Polar extremes creating various climate changes that are now no longer even near what would have been considered stable thousands of years prior to these alterations. No longer Sol, for its dying core losing fuel weakened it's presence. Now the star is drifting off to sleep, the illumination radiating from its eye only giving the dark world a brighter void to stare into.
But even in this vast blackness, surrounded by the winking lights of a rotating galaxy, this world still breathes. It's exhalation autonomous and mechanical, its inhalation surprisingly human. Dark channels protruding over the surface covered every inch of its land. What might have been a world full of lush greens and blues was hidden beneath billions of layered roots, flowing over and under each other.

No mountain, no lake, no city once flourishing. The world was almost reptilian, corded in laminous cabling running the extent a thousand times over. Life does not survive here. On top. Yet movement in the darkness, hovering over the back of of these monstrous enigmatic pipelines, receded into the dimming of the sun. The figure knelt and lowered a hand onto the surface. A deep resonant vibration emanated from what could only be described as an amalgamation of manufactured and somehow natural material. Like a tree bursting through the ground, its fibrous tissue interweaving and blending into plastic and rubber. In reading the sensation, the figure then stood up and looked out over the landscape. The sea of tubes tripped an echo of dunes, lost in time. The individuals face, illuminated by the brief light of the sun, was covered by a system of its own tubes and glass, shrouded by a black hood and cloak. The figure turned and began to walk towards the decline as the sun melted away.

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A cold draft entered the corridor and wafted into the environment, soaking through into the passages. It's body accustomed to the lack of light descending beyond the conduit, relayed stale and filtered oxygen. Lost in a diminishing environment, there was an artificial rot settling into the air.

A girl, hidden in the shadows of a dark cable, peered into a dim light.

Other Characters

Aaron Barton - 15 year old kid who survives the apocalypse.

David Ernest - 28 year old soldier in the US Army. Survivor.

Molly Throttle - 46 year old Motorcycle junkie. She owned her own cycle shop. Survivor.

Rich Patton - 32 year old FBI agent, survivor.

Annette Pelakey - 16 year old survivor.

Story Notes - Sect of Eleven

The sect will be made up of five women and six men.

Men:

Alexander Ickthorn

Ferris Halifax

Robert Blackcloth

Daniel Exucalus

Ryan Tyrsus Rothschilde II

Thadeus Kyrzinski

Women:

Dorius Blackcloth

Rachel Exucalus

Mandy Erinovich

Savitri Orios

Su-dae Hak

Darkest Eleven - A Story To Explore

A group of eleven people begin to see the number eleven everywhere. A phenomenon that they are unable to explain. At first it would seem like coincidences and happenstance, then they believed it was them conditioning themselves in some Pavlovian subconscious behavior. Eventually they would come to find the numbers are beacons, signals embedded in the environment for the target to experience at any given moment, usually in parallel to a synchronicity. This was a trigger.

The trigger in essence was the milestone in each individuals destiny or fate and a place for them to begin to recognize certain cosmic details. The group after becoming aware of each other banded together to become a dark Cabal of sorts, being led by premonitions, voices, telepathy, remote viewing, synchs, signs and the presence of an unknown entity.

The creation of this shadow organization leads to the evolution of two of the members into abominations.

These creatures are set to ready the planet for what is to come.

An invasion by the cryptoterrestrials. A race of prehuman species who were the original earthlings. Hiding far beneath the crust of their planet away from the human beings their kind had far advanced technologies by the time the second generation of earthlings arrived, threatening the first generations way of life.

So gigantic subterranean cities were built so far to be undetectable and shielded by their own technologies. Over the last few decades they have begun to emerge under the guise of a manipulated presence, ie, pretending to be alien visitors or extra terrestrials. The rouse would keep people distracted and confused looking up at the sky as the CT's came up from underneath us.

After the two apocalypse creatures set devastation upon the planet all becomes calm for at least 2 days. In those two days a young 15 year old boy who survives comes across one of the creatures which had exhausted itself causing so much destruction and had gone back to looking like an ordinary man. The young boy takes care of the weak man and when the man is alert enough to realize what he had done he realizes he has to stop the CT's and the other creature whereever it was for it surely had turned back into a human being as well.

The boy and man experience the CT's as they arrive causing even more destruction and taking large portions of the human population left to use them in experiments to keep their own species alive.

The two companions escape with their lives hanging by a thread and then have to search for any survivors to create a resistance against the original Earthlings. The Sub-Humans.

The man eventually finds the other apocalypse creature and comes to realize it was originally a woman, not only that but his own wife. His wife though, changed by all the events, only wants to help the cryptoterrestrials and bring a new species to the planet. One that is a cross between the first and second generations of Earthlings.

The man realizes though he loves her, his wife must be stopped. Able to still transform the two fight a number of times all the while the husband is collecting a large human insurgency against the protohumans.

Eventually amassing huge armies against one another the two races war for a year, advances are made and by the year 2012 comes around a new species is born. The first child born of the two races however is taken. By an alien species. One that was the reason the second generation of human beings came into existence.

The aliens use the conjunction of the planets with the center of the galaxy to bend the humans consciousness so they are more susceptible to influence. Under the "bliss" of the conjunction all human beings everywhere experience a heightened sense of awareness and in this trigger a new evolution in their biology. This evolution was an intentional program created for the specific moment in order to press a change that would assist in the development of new species such as the one between the first and second generation of humans.

When the first and second generation of humans find that the truth was that both of them were manipulated by actual alien forces they join together to get the child back and stop the aliens before they destroy the entire solar system.

Eventually they secure the child and destroy the alien presence but do realize they have started a war. An interstellar war.

Over time planet earth, now working as a fragile coop between both races, rushed to ready themselves for a different kind of war than either had ever experienced.

In this time the new children of both races began to emerge as a new species. One that was in fact a weapon against the alien forces that were approaching.

The children could detect the forces coming. Because of the size of the fleet coming they were given enough time to prepare. They had only 9 years before the fleet would enter into their solar system.

The children were utilized as prophets and saviors and they were trained in various forms of combat and spiritual guidance. Honing themselves as tools special ships were designed which the children merged with becoming the computers for the ships which able to transverse space by opening temporal wormholes and moving them from one place to the next. This allowed for instant travel anywhere.

....that is what I have so far.

Eidel Cost

Fern,

green and stemming from hands.

Smells of sulpher and banana.

I stand...nothing around, in a mess.

Decay Machine Man

(Slow build up)

Bringing in the decay of my means,
the metal by which I breath.
Bringing down the seat of machine,
by which was built on human scream.
The chaos of life,
building itself.
Baring down upon the flesh that made it.
The chaos of strife,
come by steel grip and disease.
Searing in the temptations crevice.

(Hard roll on, screaming guitar for chorus)

We are gone but leave behind,
the machines that we built.
They wreck the flesh then entwine,
that which connects
the blade to the hilt.

Never see what we create.
Never see again.
Never see what is now there.
The eyes of intelligence create.

(back to slow heavy build up)

Bringing in the decay of our time,
the copper by which it breathes.
Bringing down the power of man,
by which was built on human suffering.
The chaos of life,
building itself.
Baring down upon the flesh that made it.
The chaos of strife,
come by steel grip and disease.
Searing in the temptations crevice.

(Hard roll on, screaming guitar for chorus)

We are gone but leave behind,
the machines that we built.
They wreck the flesh then entwine,
that which connects
the blade to the hilt.

Never see what we create.
Never see again.
Never see what is now there.
The eyes of intelligence create.


(repeat)

Aghast against the skin

Aghast,
Aghast,
against the skin I gasp.
The water fills,
I cannot thrill my lover from her task.

Such bile infestation I feel in the star,
a keen imagination,
beneath,
below too far.

Aghast,
Aghast,
against the skin I grasp.
The blood boils,
the station recoils from their hated past.

Pile on the bodies,
in this isolated place.
A million miles from the earthly soil,
I have no human face.

Aghast,
Aghast,
against the skin I clasp.
the stinging armor,
covers the farmer who collects our wrap.

Sending out the hunters,
out to this lonely place,
a million miles from the earthly soil,
they won't recognize this face.