Signal report
Origin: Iridescence Station,
Edge of Crucible System
- Open space beyond the Barrier
Communications array - Station 09.
Bridge.
Captains Ready Room.
Begin log.
The station has arrived at the edge of the territory, the extreme edge; Just beyond the barrier. I remember perfectly the day we erected this border, Him and I. It was to protect us, to keep the rest of “civilized” space away. To ensure that we could never be bothered again, that I could never be hunted, or he could never be found. Our enemies would be fools to come find us, or so we believed.
Surprisingly it worked just fine. The border was kept by this crazy combination of my own nanotech nonsense and His strange understanding of the cosmos. It was one of the very first things we’d done to cement our ownership of this place, of our decision to become hermits, to be completely free of outside influence.
I do not regret it.
But now, here I stand, watching from the window of my ReadyRoom, staring out into the very border that I had helped create, from the outside of it. Beyond the barrier for the first time in…a very very long time.
Out here, the signals are much stronger. My incoming traces from Terra are absolutely amazing. Such vibrant people! A struggle with a government that is so oppressive, it borders on Facist. I haven’t involved myself with EarthGov since I fled the military installation so many years ago, and ran to the stars. It’s been an absolute multitude of lifetimes, I think.
And I still do not regret this new decision.
As we speak, the Massive “GATE” arrays of my own design are being extended around the Station, now that we are away from anything that could possibly adversely be affected by a trans-dimensional-warp gate. Within the hour, these experimental wings will tear a hole in the fabric of space-time, just as I had all those years ago as I spread my own wings properly. The difference this time is that we have the power to properly make this jump without nearly destroying myself, or this facility. It will dump us somewhere outside the orbit of Pluto, according to my calculations.
I remember the last time I saw Pluto. It was cold and dead, as I felt I was.
And now, we prepare to return there.
To those who come after, gods-speed, and excelsior.
END OF LOG