• A prolouge (infroduction) for a sci-fi novel I am considering writing.

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    Entry 517: The City of Fessovia, Festo home system

    The experiment was a success. The laboratory atmosphere had lit up as our excited faces showed so vividly our pride in what we had achieved. A being – made with the DNA of our emperor - a true shape-shifting marvel like the dear man himself. A mere grey soul, with two short arms and legs; yet I know he is destined for greatness! I'm certain of it! I find it amazing how rapidly we are progressing. I had hoped the emperor could come to see the marvel himself but he told us he would be busy today. He told us to be watching television at five local time , this evening, to see why as he said he would be broadcasting something very special. I'm guessing it could be a speech on the new heir to the throne.

    It is surprising how he entrusted me, of all people, to oversee the sheer genius of these most talented of scientists. I'm thrilled! After the incubation was complete I took a few short moments, and some deep breaths out of the laboratory, away from the party scene, in the dimly lit empty corridor outside to gaze towards the industrial areas below. I feel we have achieved a great milestone. Eventually the time will come when our dear Emperor will be frail and weak and when that day comes, that is when the one true destiny of this baby boy shall be revealed. In time, our creation will learn to reign over all of the mighty Festo Empire!

    After a few more hours of watching over the baby, my fellow team members and I sat around the television provided in the room adjoining the laboratory, as instructed by the forces that be. After watching

    Entry 518: The City of Fessovia, Festo home system

    Thankfully the baby was fast asleep at the time of us watching the television yesterday, because that was certainly not viewing for minors. It disgusted me the way the blood, sweat and tears dripped from those poor men as our emperor lashed at them with his wicked whip. How could he do such a thing? Obviously they are prominent dissidents but even I was trembling just from watching.

    After being viciously reminded of what the emperor is capable of yesterday, I'm now starting to have my doubts about the whole project despite my initial excitement earlier. I didn't used to mind all the brain washing, the torture or even the death camps and now I do. It’s because we have been so explicitly reminded of the monster our creation might grow into. Will this new ‘son’ of his grow up to be evil? He did say he wanted us to create the perfect son for him. I fear that if raised by the emperor history will repeat itself. That's a terrible thought. If anyone in authority finds out about my dairy...best not to think about it.

    So it is on that very note that we have unanimously decided to halt the project, unbenounced to emperor. None of us have it in us to kill the baby-if we did they might suspect we are as heartless as the emperor. And though we may end up repenting our actions this day, I feel we have made the right decision. For tonight, we send the baby to a planet unknown to most Festo - where we believe intelligent life exists. After all we were the ones who secretly deciphered radio signals from there right under the emperor’s nose. It was a strange message that took us months to decrypt. If I remember it correctly, it had a list of elements that make DNA, a picture reference to the aliens and a planetary system of some sort. The alien seemed to have two arms and legs like us but no tail which is really strange . And judging by the picture we have programmed the pod to land on the fourth planet from the star. It's a miracle our technological advances are so wondrous because we are able to pin point the exact star, amazing!

    It's good to know that none of my team seems to fear that the emperor once joked: 'if only there was a pain worse than death' or more importantly, that any are against the sudden decision. Hopefully, no one will report back to the emperor about my misgivings and just maybe, someone will be framed or it will buy me sometime to find some scapegoats.

    I do not want any episodes to be repeated, so tonight is the night. We are not taking any chances. This is the last straw for us. We will launch a self sufficient pod from our rooftop launcher. It will have everything the baby needs to maintain a cryogenic state until he reaches the given coordinates. Hopefully, the thick city smog will be of some use to us for once. I don't care that the emperor is visiting next week; we will all die as the martyrs who were attempting to bend destiny if we are found out!

    So it is with truly unmatched regret, that I will be leaving this, my diary, and a note, warning of my emperor in the pod for whomever shall find it. It is all in the hope that it does not fall into the wrong hands: for we have created something powerful!


    FOOTNOTES

    *A referance to the 'The Arecibo Message': http://www.physics.utah.edu/~cassiday/p1080/lec06.html


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