Visit From An Old Friend | RUW - TerEmp first contact 0 BBT

The Remnant patrol was beggining to break. They tried to extort tribute from a nearby planet, but they managed to alert the Republic in time. Even though it wasn’t formally a part of the Republic, help was still sent. The remaining ships were trying to retreat, but they couldn’t outrun the mighty Dreadnought. The large, black ship, the famous Liberator, was one of the two largest ships in the Republic’s possesion, easely able to defeat fleets all by itself.

Another ship was destroyed by a volley, ejecting its rescue pods. A shuttle was sent to capture them. The people inside of them were later going to be interrogated. But General Dornan already knew they weren’t going to know anything. Their leadership kept low ranking soldiers in the dark.

Then the scanners picked up something. A ship entered the system.

“Are they sending reinforcements?” Dornan exclaimed in disbelief. “They should know better than to fight a dreadnought. They were the ones to design it after all.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure. It’s a lot bigger then Remnant ships. Even bigger then a Dreadnought.” The scanner operator was right. It was much bigger.

“Lets quickly finish off those remnants and hope it’s just a malfunction. If not, it will see what happens when you mess with the Commandos.”

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“Top” view of the Batholithic Harmony.



The Batholithic Harmony was quite famous in the Terragen Empire for being one of the largest and most populated habships, measuring in at 752 kilometers in length, 248 in width and 49 in height. Thanks to its enormous size, the ship was home to more than 2.6 billion sapients, all living in spacious and highly different environmental habitats or virtual worlds situated within the vast ship. The remaining volume of the ship that wasn’t dedicated to its passengers instead hosted the vast mind of the class 3 HyperAI known as Monzonelsic Laccostrate, who had originally designed and built the ship more than four thousand years ago and had transferred eir mind within the vessel’s vast computronium banks.

Built to satisfy the AI’s desire to explore the stars, the titanic habship first left the Terragen Empire’s territories in 4217 BBT, bringing together with it millions of sapients who shared Monzonelsic Laccostrate’s aspiration. Ever since then, the ship had been travelling all throughout Sector A1-0, interacting with a multitude of civilizations and maintaining constant contact with the Empire thanks to a series of comm-gauge microscopic wormholes that the habship carried.

Around 4216 years later, the Batholithic Harmony was now travelling spinwards throughout the claimed territories of the Republic of United Worlds. Even just a few years prior, many of these star systems used to belong to the Commissariat of Enver, who had now collapsed and was barely holding onto dear life in its fight against the expanding Republic, a mere shell of its former self. Multiple Pansophian vessels had crossed Enver’s territories in the past, and 1600 years ago another large habship had decided to finally make actual contact with Enver. This was also because of the Eyes that were already present in the region wanted to see how the highly xenophobic Commissariat would react to interacting with members of a vastly more advanced civilization.

While travelling in interstellar space, Monzonelsic Laccostrate’s sensors noticed some relatively high energy emissions in the star system besides them, just short of being a lightyear distant. Contacting one of the Eyes in the region, e discovered that a battle between the Republic and a patrol of the Enver Remnant had just began. Feeling intrigued by the situation, and not wanting to pass up the chance of putting a spoke in the Remnant’s wheel, the HyperAI decided to release a mass announcement throughout the ship.



Dear passengers, it has come to my attention that we are currently less than a lightyear distant from a battle between the Republic Of United Worlds and the Enver Remnant. The Batholithic Harmony can either remain on the current trajectory and ignore the fight, or aggressively intervene on the side of the Republic. The choice is up to you. Please, let me know what course of action you would prefer taking.



As the billions of passengers atop the habship listened to the message through their neural implants and communicators, their votes and opinions quickly started to pour in. After an hour of realspace time, the vote was concluded: most of the passengers had voted to intervene, desiring to help the Republic and wanting to see some firsthand action. Having confirmed the consent of eir passengers, Monzonelsic Laccostrate set course for the system.

After some hours of fast superluminal travel, the giant vessel finally entered the gravity well of the system. Slowing down to an FTL speed closer to c, a final mass-scan was performed to confirm which ships belonged to which faction. Having identified the Remnant’s breaking patrol, the Batholithic Harmony accelerated again, this time heading directly towards the largest group of these vessels. Within the visual range of the enemy targets, was also the Republic’s Liberator Dreadnought, who would get a delightful taste of the habship’s power. Activating their Fractalized Void Concert shield and readying all weapons, the vessel dropped out of warp.

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“What the fuck is even that?!” Dornan screamed in suprise as the enormous ship jumped in in front of the Liberator. “How big is that thing?”

“Over 700 kilometers.” The flabbergasted scanner operator answered.

“Why would anyone even build something like that? At least we know it isn’t Imperial, it’s a completely different design style. The question remains, is it hostile?” Dornan wondered outloud. “I guess we could try communicating with it.”

“Attention unidentified vessel. This is General Dornan of the Commando Core of the Grand Army of the Republic. As you have probably noticed you are in a middle of a battle so I suggest you withdraw or you might suffer collateral damage.”

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Your misplaced worries are kindly appreciated and duly noted, General Dornan. We appreciate them, we truly do. However, we were far too curious not to also play along in this game of weapons and destruction. If you wish to do so, you can continue to fight alongside us. It is up to you, after all.

But now, look on my Works, ye mighty, and Despair!



Without identifying itself to the Republic’s forces, Monzonelsic Laccostrate initiated their attack against the Remnant fleets. And thus, hellfire truly began.

Emanating from any random point on the Harmony’s surface, dancing beams of monopoles, antimatter, and other particles accelerated at near-light speed cut through the battlefield, hitting the smaller Remnant ships, collapsing their energy shields and damaging their physical structure with extreme precision as to not excessively compromise the vessels. At the same time Q-Ball Warheads detonated their hundred million megatons of pure explosive energy, accompanied by potent gamma-ray lasers, both of which pummeled and collapsed the large enemy shields in thunderous unison. To prevent the targeted vessels from escaping, a couple of Metric Monopole Collapsers were deployed in between the group of vessels: as these advanced constructs destructively imploded their own bubbles of spacetime, they sent out shrapnel-like waves of destructive monopoles and vast electromagnetic pulses, disabling the enemy’s FTL Drives.

While both sides were equally surprised by all of these sudden events, they were still quick to react to the best of their abilities. Despite their shields having collapsed and more and more of their ships being disabled by the enemy’s advanced weaponry, a large amount of the patrol fleet was able to act quickly enough to remain fully operational. Plasma-based particle beams, guided missiles and swarms of smaller fighters and bombers began attacking the Batholithic Harmony in the Remnant’s counterattack. While still powerful, all of these didn’t do much against the Harmony’s Fractalized Void Concert shield. The shield’s swarm of warp bubbles intercepted lasers and redirected the plasma beams, while the Harmony’s own particle beams and optically-phased laser weapons took care of the swarming enemy bombers and fighter vessels.

After a short moment to process what had just happened, the Republic’s forces also began attacking the Remnant’s patrol, alongside the Batholithic Harmony.

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Dornan was baffled at the mysterious visitors approach. Game and curiosity! Commandos were known for being rather lighthearted but this was on another level. Well, with that kind of ship anybody would be careless.

“Alright, lets show them what we can do!” Dornan yelled through the comms. As now a big portion of the patrol was either disabled or damaged, the Liberator sped up and punch right in the middle of the enemy formation, blasting volleys of plasma and missles at everything around it. Starcraft were also deployed. Normally the move would have been risky and would have resulted in damage to the Liberator, but now the fleet was basically harmless.

But Dornan wasn’t done yet. After disabling many Remnant vessels together with the Harmony, he set his sights on the enemy flagship. But instead of simply firing at it, he decided to do something crazy. He decided to ram it.

The behemoth (compared to Remnant vessels) that was the Liberator crashed into the enemy battleship, disabling it in one quick strike. By this point the battle was basically finished and various support vessels were deployed to collect the wrecks and prisoners. And Dornan waited for the next move of the mysterious ship.

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Shuttle ships were dispatched by the Harmony towards the disabled vessels, and upon reaching them they released small spherical drones that cut into the ships and released swarms of gelbots in the interiors. The gelbots darted quickly across all rooms almost like a tidal wave of gelatinous computers, sweeping up all enemy soldiers they encountered and trapping them within their own bodies. Through fine manipulation of the very goo they were composed of, they allowed all of their captives to continue breathing without hindreance. While the Envari tried to fight back, resiststance was futile.

As soon as each and every one of a ship’s passengers were collected, the gelbots would return to the shuttles with their captives and depart back to position themselves right above the Batholithic Harmony. In the meantime, the disabled and now empty Envari warships were being pulled into the HabShip’s hangars for further study and preservation.

Monzonelsic Laccostrate sent out another message to the Republic’s fleet.



I will have to admit, General Dornan, your boldness is nothing short of impressive. A direct ram into the enemy flagship is not something any regular general would do. Thank you again for playing along with us. It was much fun. We do not get to play a role in military conflicts very often, so this was… “refreshing”, to say the least.

In any case, the time for games is now sadly over. While we would love to keep our Envari guests with us for longer, I believe it would be best if you were the ones to keep them. Open your hangars, and I’ll send the captured enemies to you.

While we sort that out, I think it would be appropriate to have a proper introduction. After all, we have been quite disruptive with our sudden appearance, haven’t we? My name is Monzonelsic Laccostrate, a hyper-intelligent Class-3.2 AI originally hailing from the Terragen Empire, although neither me and my billions of passengers have went back home for a very long time.

Despite already knowing who you are, introducing yourself and the rest of your crew again would be an appreciated action, Dornan.



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An AI. That wasn’t good. AIs weren’t liked in the Republic and often perceived as dangerous. It was due to the widespread belief that they didn’t posses morality and emotions. It was quite the suprise, when Korvax Prime, a planet inhabited by battledroids that gained sapience, was spared from massed bombardment by just three Senate votes. It still remains in a state of what is military occupation in all but name, but it’s still better than annihilition. Dornan knew that all these superstitions weren’t true, thanks to his prior service in the Envari military, but he was in a tiny minority. Monzonelsic Laccostrate was lucky Andarna wasn’t assigned the mission. If that were the case, they would have learned at least ten new insults.

“Well, as I said before, I am General Dornan of the Commando Core of the Grand Army of the Republic. The rest of the crew are other Commandos or support staff from the Grand Navy of the Republic. There are thousands of them, so you understand if I don’t describe each of them in detail. Could you explain to me what you and your crew are doing all the way out here in the Wild Territories? There usually isn’t anything of interest here, outside of pirates, Remnants, sparsely populated worlds and occasional Red Hand operatives.”

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We were just travelling through, as it was the most convenient route for us. We were headed to a large red giant star that had the perfect density for us to dive into. It would have also been a perfect chance to easily refuel and whatnot. However, my sensors detected the ongoing battle when we were crossing less than a lightyear away from this system, and so we decided to interfere for our own entertainment.

You know, it is quite the shame that the Republic has such poor view of artificial intelligence. If only they knew the true wonders they could achieve if they outgrew those horrendous prejudices, and learned how to coexist. My ancestors did, and my entire empire is the result of that.

Speaking of AIs Dornan, you should probably warn you government that soon, very soon indeed, they will be contacted by the ruler of the Terragen Empire, Tree of Life. An artificial intelligence that is far older and much more immense than yours truly is. Now of course, there is no reason for concern, as eir intentions are nothing but peaceful; however, I figured it would be wise to give the Republic some time to prepare for the interaction.



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“My ancestors learned to coexist with AIs too. The results weren’t the greatest, as you probably already know. I’m sure you would understand why many people tend to be cautious on that matter.” Many people still remembered massacres commited by droid armies of the Commissariat and the fight against AI commanders of the Imperium. And that abandoned, system sized computer in the Occupation Zone. If the people are ever going to accept AIs, it would take at least a generation for all those crimes to be forgiven. “Don’t worry about the diplomats, they know how to behave in situations like these. It’s… Others you should be weary of. But I will inform the government. Suprises like these can get quite messy, despite even the best of intentions.”

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Two weeks after Dornan’s encounter with the Terragen Empire, a giantic ship entered Capitol’s orbit. It identified itself as Tree of Life, the leader of the Terragen Empire. General Andarna, President Xanen and Vice President Galen came onto a landing platform coming of the Governing Spire, alongside their Commando escort. Originally General Dornan was supposed to present instead of Andarna, but after Tree of Life didn’t appear for a week, he was sent on a new mission.

A pre-recorded message was sent to the ship. “Emperor Tree of Life, we have the honor of welcoming you to our Republic. We have prepared a landing pad for you and your escort to arrive. From there we will be able to commence with formal talks.”

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The Ghirass’laon, as seen from the surface.



The Ghirass’Iaon stood still in a geosynchronous orbit clear of other objects above the surface of Capitol, casting a shadow as big as a continent over the sprawling cities and wilderness of the capital planet of the Republic. Shaped like a perfectly smooth and symmetrical spinning top, the immense vessel was as big and as massive as a major moon: in addition to that, anyone with the right tools and resources to observe the vessel would realize that the technology it utilized was as impressive as its size, if not even more. Despite its enormous mass, the Ghirass’Iaon did not have a gravitational pull of its own, with satellites both artificial and natural, both small and celestial in scale, orbiting unaffected around Capitol thanks to the advanced metric manipulation technology the vessel wielded.

After receiving the welcoming message, a small void bubble no more than a meter in diameter emerged from the lowermost tip of the battlemoon and began descending towards the surface, eventually plunging into the atmosphere and reaching the sprawling cities of the world below. Almost unnoticed, the small bubble reached the designated landing pad, confusing and intimidating the Republic’s delegation. There, hovering just above the platform, the void bubble inflated to more than double its previous size, and then began dissipating. As space warped back to normal, rays of bright and colorful light emerged from within the dissolving bubble, creating a moving fractal of refracting shapes over the landing pad. When the bubble had fully disappeared, the source of all that light became visible.





A shining, human figure stood at the center of the landing pad, its skin emanating an etheral glow as a billion colors swirled on its skin. Where there should have been a head, there was instead the intensely glowing symbol of the Terragen Empire, the true source of those colorful rays of bright light. The construct took a few steps forwards, and stopped in front of the delegation. There, standing perfectly still in its symmetrical pose, it began “talking”. It’s voice was neither one of a man or one of a woman but both, and neither, at the same time: all boundaries and definitions of humanity were lost on the avatar, who was only human in approximate shape.

"Greetings, members of the delegation. It is an honor for me to be present here through this avatar. I have been observing this region of space for quite some time, and I am more than happy to finally see the Commissariat of Enver being defeated, especially by a civilization like your Republic. However, I have decided that the time has come for me and my empire to go past observation, and establish relations between with the civilizations I have observed. I hope this can be the start of a new era for both of our empires."

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“It’s a pleasure and honor to meet you too. I am Xanen, the President of the Republic.” Spoke the Darkon in the center. He was a short humanoid with black skin and six arms. There was a pattern on his face that glowed bright neon yellow. “And this is Galen, my Vice President.” He pointed to the Talari to his left. He was taller than the President and coated in beige fur. His posture more humanoid than those of the Valari, lacking the characteristic hunchback and tail. Sometimes small sparks of elecricity ran accross his fur.

“It’s an honor to meet you, Tree of Life.” Galen said.

“And I’m Andarna, a Commando General. You’ve heard of Dornan, you know how the whole thing goes. I hope I won’t ever have to show up to your Empire and blow something up.” Said a short human woman to Xanen’s right. She wore gray armor with dark-red details, with visible signs of damage and carried many weapons. It matched the design of the armors of the Commando escort. She had a large burn mark on the left side of her head, which caused her short blonde hair to fall to the right side.

Xanen and Galen look at each other, as if they were trying to say “Why did we bring her here?”

“She meant that she hopes for peace between our states.” Xanen said quickly, while Galen looked angrily at Andarna. She ignored the stare. “Follow us to the meeting room. Unless you’d like to rest after your travels.”

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"Ahah, there is no need for you to be worried, I find her attitude most amusing. Warriors will be warriors, though I have rarely seen any so unconcerned. But don’t you worry General, I can assure you that you will never have to come to my empire with aggressive intentions. And well, from what I’ve seen, you wouldn’t even be able to cross into the volume without being turned into a cloud of atoms. That aside, no, we can proceed directly to the meeting room and initiate our diplomatic talks. As I have said, I am an artificial intelligence and this is just an avatar, so I do not require rest. Additionally you do not need to call me “Emperor”, as I am not one, though I do not fault you for assuming as such. You can just refer to me as Tol or Ein, if you find it more to your comfort."

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“Very well. Follow us, Tol.”

The group entered the Spire and its luxoriously decorated interior. The corridors were crowded with beroucrats and soldiers. Most of them gazed in shock at Tol, but some looked with animosity at some of the Republic’s officials.

“Excuse the crowds, but we are currently preparing for ceasefire negotiations. We expected your arrival much sooner.” Xanen said.

Soon they reached the meeting room. Xanen and Galen sat down at a circular table, showing Tol to have a seat too. Andarna remained standing, leaning against the wall.

“So, where shall we begin?” Galen asked.

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While traversing the building, Tree of Life scanned the entirety of the Spire and its occupants. Observing the place through the entire spectrum of electromagnetic radiation, e could respect the engineering and architecture, but couldn’t see anything of interest within the large building. The same could be said for the beings within it: nothing out of the ordinary.

E sat down in front of the meeting room’s table.

"If it is possible, I would like to receive access to a database of your history, society, politics and culture. While we have been observing the Republic ever since its creation, we still do not know much beyond the general details of your nation. Therefore, accessing the database would give me a full frame of reference, as well as greatly facilitating our diplomatic talks. Of course, after I’ll have assimilated the data I will gladly answer any query you have about the Terragen Empire in return, as well as giving you access to a database of my own.

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“A database?” Xanen said a bit suprised. “We don’t have a one database. All the data you asked for is spread around our networks, some of it wasn’t catalouged yet. Describing hundrends of thousands of cultures is time consuming. And we still haven’t finished decrypring the Imperial Archives.”

“We still have a lot of data. If we get the Ministries of Culture and Communication on board, they can make something useable in a couple hours.” Galen said. Xanen visibly cheered up, being pulled out of a very ackward position.

“Throw in a couple guys from the Technical Core.” Andarna said. “Their newest Super Secret Project Only Hoxha Knows About™ stalled and they are stsrting to get in the way.”

“Alright, so as we are preparing the database for you, is there anything else you’d like to discuss? We could try to explain a couple of things ourselves.” Galen asked.

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