THE DREAMERS

‘And then, the Raven picked up all the bloodstones of his dying world, and stored them in his vault. When their last children had perished, he built a dark fairy channel from Okáné to Saramdul and took his vault with him. In Saramdul, the blue planet with six races, he dropped a few bloodstones at each one of their strongholds, and waited for them to change.

With each bloodstone he dropped, he expected to harvest many more, thus he watched how the six races started to wage wars against each other. At first, it was only the Narbs fighting the Algonians, but soon everyone cut ties with all the others, and the land was filling up with bloodstones. Each night, the Raven turned into a man and walked the roads of Saramdul picking up his harvest of malice. When the sun rose, he changed back into a Raven. After years of collecting his malefic stones, he left the dying Saramdul. He built once again a dark fairy channel, this time uniting Saramdul with Mor. There, he was astounded how effortlessly and how fast he managed to sow discord between the countries of this advanced world. The more war machineries and technologies they possessed, the faster it went, and the Raven was elated. It took only a few centuries until Mor’s air became unbreathable and all the humans of the moon were killed by their machines. Next, he made his way to a new colony. He had used his bloodstones everywhere he went, and his supply had steadily grown. His next target was a small moon inhabited by one race only. There, he wanted to try something new. He was going to have one gender abuse the other.’ 

Dira's Diary

"Ero Morton Caitiff, aka The Duke, had been presumably born in the year 2182, and was currently slightly over forty, but nobody really knew his true age. He had spent an incredible amount of time and resources to stop himself from aging. He was born when the Apocalyptic Wars were coming to an end, and had spent his youth being indoctrinated in an oligarchic canon that professed that all poor people were criminals and had to be removed from the face of the Earth. His dream, as a child, was to single-handedly drive a stake through their hearts, like some of his historic heroes have done to their enemies before, from Temujin, the universal ruler Genghis Khan known for his brutality, to Vlad the Impaler, the diabolical, ruthless Wallachian who skewered his enemies on spikes along the roads of his land to instill fear. These figures, as old as time, were revived by the people in power to justify their own cleansing crusades. They made chemical deaths or incineration sound like humanitarian versions of the mass murders of their historic immortal greats."

"One of the Duke’s pet-peeves was the weakness of the human physique. He hated his own shortcomings, like having been born of a below-average stature, with weak eyesight, and no skills or strength to defend himself. He was a fervent advocate of enhancement procedures of the human body with mechanical implants, and had allowed numerous medical research institutions to perform on him whatever novel test-trial operations they had invented, which promised to make him invincible, and the godly figure he aspired to be."