This is a wild feeling, like a syncronicity for a time I never had, but could have. Now, everything is feeling right. Another piece in the puzzle.

The Backs of the Great Beasts

Subtitle

The Five Suns of Sol

When I had arrived, it was not the first time the planet Earth had needed a successor to continue being alive.

In the beginning, beneath the violet sun, stood a giant race.

Those giants fell when instability drove their society into shambles, leading them into the wilds that they might be consumed by their near forgotten predators. Those who followed them ruled beneath the emerald sun, a race more reasonably sized by the name of X. They were an obscene sort, inventing some frankly inspiring forms of blasphemy, and they were not ready for the catacysmic storms as Cipactli became more lively.

Beneath the teal sun, who followed the X, came the X, a race of septilaterally symmetric beings with a thick coating of scales about their bodies, and their hairs think and wooly. They stood on seven arachnidoid legs, and their manipulative limbs seemed almost winglike. They burned their world so thouroughly that it began what would be known as the Hadean Eon.

Nature had to create their successors. Beneath the frostshine star, the X came to rule. Their world ended, however, not due to their own fault, they just couldn't survive the ice age.

Then came humans beneath the silver sun. Warmongering apes, the lot. Their world ended when their militaristic opportunism made even Cipactli shake, and between war of nuclear powers and the Earth itself responding to the pain it has been caused, it's a miracle the planet was still habitable. I must give the humans some credit, however, a group among them knew their end was nigh, so they began a project internally known as Vita Adamo, though some called it the ReGenesis Project. Within the project were three main camps. Vita Adamo: Machina was their attempt to see if they could construct some form of mechanical life to succeed them, and the project failed spectacularly. It created a living race, yet the machine constructs were nigh incomprehensible and singleminded in a goal that made the scientists shudder. Vita Adamo: Animachina was their second main attempt, they produced a functional race of intelligents, but the drawbacks were deemed too immense to be acceptable as is. The Animachina were clunky and beastial, prone to failures and needing external repairs, as well as internal faults. The Mark IIs, however, made biomechanical animals, which ultimately became scrapped, not due to failure, but instead due to the new possibility. Vita Adamo: Animalia was their greatest achievement. They spliced their own dna into Any species they could get their greedy hands on: animal, reptile, bird, plant, fungus, microbe, clam, Anything Alive got spliced with human DNA. They found surprisingly stable results with the project, and set their focus entirely in that direction. With simpler Animachina made to guide them, to get them on their feet (as was predicted would be about as long as they'd last), the research group fled the planet and hid themselves on the moon as their species went otherwise extinct.

And the beasts who followed them were the Nostratics, and they rule in a world beneath the ever present moon, and they ask that singular most importatn question.

They ask where it all came from.