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A long time ago, in a Galaxy far, far away...
--- IMAGINE - PART I - A NEW HOPE ---
Today is a day of great unrest on Trantor,
the capital city of the Galactic Empire.
The Humans of the distant planet TERRA
will finally formally join the Foundation.
Their Ambassador, Lord JayEl, on behalf of
all Humans, will swear allegiance to the
Empire before the Foundation Council,
gathered in the presence of Emperor
Cleon IX, signing the relevant political and
commercial treaties, in a ceremony
unique in the history of humans, but not
uncommon in the history of the Foundation.
But something terrible happened in the
night, and now Ambassador JayEl is under
arrest in his apartment, while the Emperor
fights for his life...
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Some days before....
"Welcome to Trantor, the Eye of the Empire. Please respect and enjoy the peace."
This is how the hologram of Cleon I on Trantor Station welcomes all visitors from the planets belonging to the Foundation.
The spaceship carrying Ambassador JayEl, a human from the planet TERRA-A, and his staff had docked shortly before at the Star Bridge, after a long journey across the galaxy to Trantor, the planet home to the Galactic Council, as close to the Core as a planet could ever be.
TERRA-A's diplomatic team took the luxurious car, kindly sent by the Emperor, which will take them to Trantor City on a 14-hour journey. They will then be transferred to the Imperial Palace, as welcome guests of Emperor Cleon IX of the Genetic Dynasty. The TERRA-A Ambassador would have plenty of time to review the text of the speech that he will deliver to the Foundation Council in less than two days.
Housed in a secluded compartment of the car with his personal assistant, a young boy with red hair and a tight body named Aaron, JayEl lay down to get some rest. The boy graciously offered his "services to help the Ambassador relax": JayEl smiled at the handsome boy, put on his earpieces to listen to some classical music from the long bygone era, unzipped his pants and let Aaron work his magic on his hard Ambassador's cock. The boy had meaty, luscious lips and an unsurpassed talent for oral sex, that he has remarkably put to good work during the month-long travel from TERRA-A.
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Ever since humans discovered space travel many, many millennia before, life on planet Earth had never been the same. In facts, the planet that everyone believed to be the cradle of human civilization no longer existed for many millennia, or at least, no longer as humans liked to remember it in history books and in cultural circles.
Centuries of exploitation of the limited biological resources, irreversible pollution of the soil, the seas and the very air humans breathed, uncontrollable climate changes generated during the Anthropocene and, finally, a lethal atomic war unleashed by DJT III, had pushed surviving humanity to look for a new habitable planet to call Home, a new TERRA.
Thus it was that in the year 2123 according to the historical Earth calendar, the Exodus-B star ship took off from Moon Base Alpha-1 and began the journey of a new hope, lasting more than 70 Earth -years, up to planet Trappist -1E: approximately eight thousand human beings set off into the unknown, taking with them, like a new Noah on the Ark of the third millennium, everything possible, imaginable, and necessary to terraform the only habitable planet reachable with the technology available to them at that time: seeds of plants and flowers, DNA samples of all known animal species, digital collections of all human knowledge and all known arts, copies of social networks and all available websites, from the most noble to those for paedophiles accessible only on the dark web. In short, everything necessary to preserve and rebuild, in some way, life, society, human culture, without the flaws that had brought them to the point of having to abandon their first home. Forever.
But above all the settlers, with hope in their hearts and uncertainty in their minds, brought with them the dream of being able to found, and therefore offer to the new generations to come, a new progressive society capable of living in peace and harmony, without wars and conflicts, tyrants and "democratically elected" dictators, without distinctions of sex, race, religion or political belief. A society capable of using science for social advancement and technological progress, for the benefit of all and not just the billionaires and the few chosen, and not to create instruments of mass destruction, and extinction. In short, a new hope in a society, certainly utopian but strongly desired, without all those flaws and distortions that had finally led to the destruction of the planet of origin of humans.
And so it was that the planet Trappist-1E was renamed Utopia, the new home of Humans.
It took centuries to realize the settlers' dream and transform Utopia, now renamed TERRA-A, into a better home than the previous one. It was a period of great growth, development and new scientific discoveries, a period that was aptly dubbed "the Astral Renaissance."
But social, scientific, technological, and economic progress, and peace and prosperity, were not enough to anchor the new humans to the planet. An irrepressible desire for adventure and exploration, for knowledge and research, gradually crept into the hearts and minds of many colonists. New missions took flight, literally, to new habitable planets, now reachable thanks to faster than light (FTL) travel and hyperspace jumps.
Jump technology was not yet sufficiently mature, and knowledge of worm-holes was approximate to say the least: many ships disappeared into the space void with their cargo of humans, seeds, DNA and culture. But a few ones achieved their goals and so new colonies were soon founded, all renamed TERRA and numbered progressively. The memory of the TERRA of origin was almost lost to humans living in the new colonies: it remained an abstract entity that children studied at school.
No one ever tried to return to that small planet in the Helios-1 solar system, just eight light minutes from its star, to see what was left of the cradle of humanity.
It took many centuries, and many hyperspaces jumps before, inevitably, a human ship encountered an alien ship. It was a historic moment which ended in a short instant, with the two ships in a hasty escape from each other, the crews gripped by terror and the urgency of communicating the new discovery to their respective governments. Finally, humans had the certainty of not being alone in the universe, something that deep down they had always known and dreaded. Curiosity soon took over the fear of the unknown and about the destinies of humanity.
The rest is history-books stuff: the first contacts with alien civilizations (regrettably, not always friendly), the communication difficulties (brilliantly resolved with the alien technology of neural translators), the cautious, and sometimes suspicious, meetings of diplomatic and scientific delegations, the non-aggression and commercial treaties, the cultural and scientific joint commissions, everything was a great success, and a new era of great development, enthusiasm, and well-being began.
The Ambassadors soon became the most important figures in the Galaxy: when humans finally asked to join the Foundation, only the Galactic Emperor had greater powers than any of them.
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Just a little and slow-burning fantasy that mixes a few favourites from my past: Star Wars and Asimov.
Reference is also done to my "Fly me to the Moon".
Part II will follow with more sex, promise!
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