The New Era

The winds of change are blowing hard in our direction, we can’t go back and we can’t stand still… This is from a song from Earth. And it has been and will always be true that there is only one constant thing in the universe: change! The Space Fleet itself couldn’t escape it. There was a long discussion, but they decided to change the name from STAR COMMAND – which was from the Terran language English – to an expression from the Galactic Standard Language (short: Galstan): ASTROCOHORS. It meant Starfleet and seemed to be apropriate. With this change of year the change of name was complete in all departments…

The Oracle of Pyra

STAR COMMAND HQ on Earth: The organization’s leadership had come together. It wasn’t the first time, but it was particularly important that day. Fleet captain McCloud had invited scientist Katerina Poledouris to the admiralty meeting. The young officer Jarmo Dorak was also there.
The large boardroom at headquarters was impressive. It should be. The huge, high room would also have been impressive had nothing been in it. A giant screen took up one wall. A map of the home part of the galaxy was visible on this screen, and dots were moving between the stars. Each dot represented a spaceship that was on a mission. In the middle of the room was a large, round table with twenty chairs. There were hologram projectors in the middle of the table. This room was intended for tactical meetings. He had all the equipment needed to plan the operation.

STAR COMMAND Headquarters
STAR COMMAND Headquarters

The chief admiral sat in a position that his eyes were on the big screen. The other admirals present sat next to him. Fleet captain McCloud, in turn, stood in front of the big screen, with Poldouris beside him. Dorak stood a little apart.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” McCloud began, “we all know why we are here today. I have already sent you the documents. Lieutenant Poldouris here will now give you the details of our new project.”

Katerina took a step forward. She held a remote control in her hand. When she started speaking, she pressed a button on the remote control so that the map on the big screen disappeared. Instead, it was now written in large letters:


Katerina talked about the idea that a few officers in the fleet had. For years and decades, STAR COMMAND has been running a secret recruitment program on Earth, and in fact there have always been individuals who have been accepted into the fleet. Especially after the situation on Earth had relaxed so much, it was hoped that it would get better soon and that the Earth’s inhabitants could be introduced into galactic society. The inhabitants of the other planets in the solar system already knew about the situation. Of course they knew that. But the situation was far from good, both on Earth and in the Solar System.

The idea was to create a special STAR COMMAND department for the solar system. The task: To increase knowledge among all peoples on all planets. Much like the secret services of different countries around the world had one department for the domestic and one for the foreign country.

The planning had been going on for about two years. Since the incident on the copper beach. Efforts to recruit new people, especially on Earth, have not been bad. But Poldouris and other officers felt that things could go better. Above all, one would have to promote education on Earth. In order to give the new department something informal, the idea was born to call it a “club”.

At this point, McCloud took over again.
“You have all read the dossiers,” he said, “and I have also received approval from all departments for the new project. It was something similar with the STAR COMMAND branches on the worlds of the solar system.”
“Wait a minute,” Admiral Kotonko raised his voice. “What do you mean by ‘something similar’? Didn’t the branches agree?”
“Yes, they did,” McCloud hurried to assure. “But you know the Martians …”
Kotonko jumped up from his seat. “McCloud!” He cried, walking towards the fleet captain with quick steps. When he reached him, he stopped.

Kotonko’s skin showed a particularly clear green. It was a sign that he was in a rage. He fixed his eyes on McCloud.
“What about the Martians?” He hissed.
“Well, you know,” McCloud stammered, “the Martians and their beloved ceremonies … Anyway, they insisted that the ritual should take place at the oracle of Pyra, as is the tradition with them when starting something new. “
“You agreed to this?”
“Did I have a choice?”
“This is true.” Kotonko’s skin slowly turned to normal green. His expression also changed. “But wasn’t there any other special request?”
“Oh no!” McCloud assured. “Just the ritual at the oracle. That’s why I asked Lieutenant Dorak to come here to meet us.”
McCloud waved his hand frantically. Jarmo Dorak joined the others. He saluted. The saluting looked ridiculous.
“You … uh … you’re not used to that, are you? Saluting, I mean,” said Kotonko slowly.
“Not really,” replied Dorak. “This ancient form of respect was only suggested to us for special occasions. I thought this was one, Admiral.”
“In other circumstances, I would agree with you,” said Kotonko. “But let’s leave it at that. You don’t need to do that. So you’re going to fly to Mars?”
“Yes, sir,” replied Dorak. “I’m not sure when I was last there. But I’ve read in and know a little bit about the ritual. Not everything, I’m afraid. The Martians are a little peculiar.”
Kotonko laughed out loud. “You can say that loud!” He said.

Kotonko turned to the other admirals. “I think we agree that the new department should be established as soon as possible. I personally trust the judgment of Fleet Captain McCloud.”
Yes, that was Admiral Kotonko. His outbursts of emotion were a roller coaster ride. And it always mattered whether you drove up or down. He led McCloud to the admirals and they started lively conversations where they asked questions about details. Meanwhile, Katerina turned to Jarmo.
“I appreciate you doing that,” she said. “Let’s hope this ritual doesn’t ask too much of you.”
“I don’t know,” Dorak admitted. “According to the records I’ve read, this ritual is probably about … recognizing the spirit or something. I’ll get back to you as soon as I’ve got it over with.”
“That would be good. When are you leaving?”
“The shuttle will take me to ENDEAVOR in two hours. A short jump and I’m on Mars. You should hear from me tonight.”
“Promise me that!”
“Of course.”

Exactly two hours later the shuttle took off and Jarmo Dorak was on the way to Mars. Katerina received regular feedback from the space traffic control. So she learned about the start of the shuttle, the docking with the ENDEAVOR, the start of the ENDEAVOR and finally how the ENDEAVOR arrived on Mars. The last message she got when the ENDEAVOR slipped out the shuttle that would bring Dorak down to Mars. Now it was time to wait …

-> Jarmo Dorak goes to Mars to found the new STAR COMMAND CLUB department with a ceremony. Read the reports and adventures from this new department here and find out what Jarmo Dorak and others experience on other worlds.

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March 1989… Tim Berners-Lee writes the first draft of his paper Information Management: A Proposal, about the development of a World Wide Web. The INTERNET was born. And it needed an Overture. Something like Also sprach Zarathustra in 2001 – A Space Odyssey. Or… something like that above. Whatever fits.



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They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;
They pursued it with forks and hope;
They threatened its life with a railway-share;
They charmed it with smiles and soap.

Lewis Caroll: “The Hunting of the Snark”
This title grafic includes a graphic by tomasss81 / 123RF Stock Foto
This title grafic includes a graphic by tomasss81 / 123RF Stock Foto

Somewhere in deep space, far from the Earth, was a planet. No ordinary planet, one might add, ACELS had been claimed and occupied by the strangest creatures that  our galaxy had ever seen. Beings who were older than all the life that we knew. They called themselves the Chroniclers of the Universe, but they were far more than innocent bystanders. They had been watching the dance of the stars when most of the inhabited worlds were not even cooled down.

From the chaos of the Big Bang, the various galaxies, including our own developed. And this is an image of our home galaxy. Do not be too proud, Earthling, that your home system Sol is at the center of the coordinate system. There is a map from NASA, and of course it’s from their own perspective. In the galactic standard maps the center of the galaxy is the starting point of the coordinate system, but this is just a minor fact. I do not want to overwhelm you. If you look out the map exactly you may notice that your little world is orbiting a yellow star, which lies in a completely uninteresting part of the Milky Way.

Picture: NASA
Picture: NASA

Eons ago, the “crystal masters” appeared. With a starship they arrived, to the time when life just began in the galaxy. They were the oldest form of life in the universe and they saw themselves as a sort of “guardian of the galaxy.” They settled on the planet ACELS in the star system ACELS and henceforth observed the evolution of our galaxy. And oh man, there was a lot to watch.

First civilizations arose on different planets of the Scutum-Centaurus Arm, which finally developed first interplanetary, then interstellar space travel. At the beginning of the Galactic Era, these cultures began to spread ever further. Technologically inferior species were oppressed, a development that the Masters of ACELS watched with even greater concern. As the Gigatron drive then was developed and still farther regions of the galaxy came within reach, those in power were always ruthless. They conquered foreign solar systems and waged war to the new territories. Constantly the galactic map had to be redrawn in the past thousand years.

The last major turning point in the galactic map happened in the year 2979, when the last Galactic war had ended. The winners and the vanquished met on the planet ACELS to negotiate agreements that would affect the future of all civilizations. As the masters of ACELS were trusted to be neutral, they were instructed to include all claims, territorial claims and other little things in a big consideration and redraw the face of the galaxy again – once and for all. The counsel met for 16 days before they presented their results: a new galactic map and the manifesto of an alliance that included all free peoples of the galaxy, called the “Galacticon”. Captial  of the “Galacticon” was considered be the plante NUSCROCANT, a small dirt ball with atmosphere that they had simply bought from the people who lived there once.

The beings of ACELS had ensured that protection zones are established. In the past, several times inferior planets were colonized, the population had nothing to oppose to the superior technology of the colonial masters. This should stop. It was only allowed to fly through the zone, but not to interfere in the affairs of worlds that lay there.

The plan of Acelsians was great in scale, but the ink under the contracts had not yet dried, as new conflicts erupted. Civilizations who had fought side by side in the war, got into a dispute over territories or the fear to have no access to certain raw materials, notably the “essence”. The Galakticon that was supposed to be a haven of peace and cooperation, yet it has been misused to discharge the conflicts openly. Thus, new alliances and enmities were formed among the peoples of the galaxy.

Picture: NASA - Additional Work: DPP
Picture: NASA – Additional Work: DPP

The worlds in the area that originally was called “Erobgard”, founded the “Union of the Planets”  [dark blue] with the aim only  to be surrounded by friendly neighbors and to help each other, should an ally under attack. The “Vespusian Star Alliance” from the region Vespu Nautic [white] entered through separate contracts in an alliance with the most worlds the Planetary Union, what they called the “Alliance of Pacnor” and hoped, not only to build a strong opposition against the region of Vespu Sanoza [light green], but also against the Udessar [dark red]. On the other hand, the Udessar allied with the Nol-Ens, a people from Assumur [light red].

In the midst of all there are the desert there are worlds of Tuarber [yellow], which seem indeed to be barren and poor in water, but you will find there the rarest raw materials, what made their rulers very rich.

The Afar [dark green] region, however, once consisted of worlds whose peoples developed only simple techniques. As some ruler of Erobgard found out that these worlds would be simple to exploit, they started large fleets of colonial ships. The inhabitants of the planets had nothing to oppose the superior and well-equipped troops. This period of history, which led directly into the first Galactic War, is not a badge of honor, and led to the decision to set up protection zones for others not so far developed worlds.

And we must mention the region of Horas Ventur [light blue], where there are jungle and desert worlds, which seem so hostile that they were used a long time as a penalty planet, but finally developed their own culture. Again, the natives were oppressed by colonialists.

Oh, and I almost forgot one area: the center of the galaxy! The core isn’t claimed directly by anyone and is actually protected by the treaty of Galakticon. In addition, it is very difficult to get into the core because it is surrounded by a barrier, the “Galactic Bow”. Repeatedly research vessels tried to enter the core and explore it, but they had big difficulties. Because wild legends have sprung up around the region, talks from a vast wealth of raw materials or that somewhere in this are the magical “source of matter” can be found, that the source of all being and all life. But that’s a fairy tale that parents tell their children bevore they sleep when the parents want them to become raw material prospectors when they are grown up.

All other areas that do not belong to official regions are considered as protected areas. It would make this map very complicared to show that different zones, so you need to know only one thing: Sol and the Earth are in the emerald sector, which is administered from the planet Emeraldia.

The Earth was considered a candidate to evolve beyond the simple culture. At this stage of development is a civilization is especially vulnerable. It is not yet strong enough to secure progress on the path of development. It requires only a small disturbance and it falls back into barbaric times. Therefore, the Beings of ACELS saw with great concern the beginning of an dangerous development. In the year 3013  a nameless Empire, led by an ominous Emperor began to start influencing the rulers of the galaxy. The Empire poisoned the mind of several rulers on the part of PACNOR Alliance. This poison seemed to empty the mind and awoke a great greed. And greed is a sinister power. It whispers that you could fill the emptiness of the soul with material things and power. At the same time it ensures a constant fear that you could lose these things again, or that you do not have enough of it. The poisoned being saw others with suspicion and feared, they would want to take away what belongs to him.

In this way, the Imperator poisoned then the souls of prostate Rogan Reónald of the Vespusian Star Alliance and those of Queen Thagret Matha or the Pryderian Dominance, a member of the Planetary Union. They began to bring a dark coldness to other worlds. Their actions had terrible consequences for their two civilizations and the alliances which they belonged to.

The Queen was hated by their own people, but a merciful madness, the result of their empty soul, finally clouded her mind in the last years of her life, so that she no longer realized what was going on. But it was already too late: Thagret had already passed the poison to her children.

Thus, after the darkness crept over the galaxy, the Emperor himself became active. This was unusual, because so far he had left the dirty work to others. His goal was obviously the emerald sector, more specifically, Earth. So the People of Acels decided to execute a plan, the most unusual plan that they had ever made and had been prepared long before, which included to have a few people from the planet Earth to show the way to the stars. And so things took their course.

Although all beings of ACELS were aware of this whole story because they had seen it, there were those among them who also had a special status. They were those who were the real Crystal Lords. They were so old that you do not always understand their words and their decisions, but they were respected by their people. Most of that First Ones lived in seclusion. Eons they had spent in the company of other beings, now they needed to rest in order to think clearly. In their hermitages they continued to try to understand the course of events and to capture things that went beyond the mind of a mortal being. One of the first ones had the strange name Yodel. He lived on the edge of a forest outside the village and he had his own way, to call for the others when he had something to say: He lit a big fire, which was very heavy smoking. So the others knew that he had something to tell them.

On this special day of the Galactic year 3019 it was time again. Smoke rose on the forest. And a group of Acelsian went in to hear what Yodel had to say .

The master was very small, but he had a great mind. He looked vulnerable, but he was not. He awaited his visitors at the root of a big tree near his house. When they reached him, they stopped talking. No one spoke, and no one asked a question. They knew that if the master had called them, he would inform them on his own, whatever he had to say. And so he did. He looked at the man who lead the group here, and then he spoke with a raspy voice:

“There’s been an awakening. Have you felt it? The dark side… and the light.”