The following is a
redacted report by a Celestial Intervention Agent upon returning from
an undercover mission to Madman's pocket universe, code named
Madspace -
Official Report –
Agent ***REDACTED***
re: Undercover
incursion into Bifrost pocket universe
Physics -
The pocket universe
is quite small, containing only one hypo-spiral galaxy with
approximately 5000 star systems. Exactly 510 of these contain
inhabited planets. Obviously, these numbers are not by random
chance.
What appears to be
the requisite singularity at the center of the spiral is, in fact, a
“bridge” to SL-Space. For now, this bridge is only one way, as
the gravitational forces to approach it are far too intense for any
of the technology possessed by races inside the universe to navigate.
As physics in this
universe appears identical to that of SL-Space, it is reasonable to
assume that it is an alternate to SL-Space, and was engineered
artificially and split off from us.
Local government
structure and culture -
The ruler-apparent
of this universe is, of course, the Great One. A Great Vampire
brought from N-Space, he oversees around 500 of the 510 inhabited
worlds. More later on the other 10. The worlds ruled by this
creature all follow a very simple pattern that we have seen before.
Upon arrival to the
pocket universe, I found myself on a small planet orbiting a
blue-supergiant called Ansular. The people of Ansular are humanoid
(their N or SL-Space planet of origin is unknown). Because of the
unstable star Ansular orbits, seasons are brutal, extreme, and often
fatal.
To add to the
instability, once a year the planet passes within three light minutes
of a brown dwarf star that used to be Ansular Major's twin. This
dead star still gives off considerable heat and gravitational forces.
As the dwarf star passes by the planet each year, the gravitational
and heat stresses turn most of the equatorial region into a boiling
mass of volcanic eruptions, hurricane force winds, and Earthquakes.
Most of the slave
inhabitants of Ansular live close the poles, where the effects of
this unique phenomena are more… manageable. At the exact equator
and apex of the dwarf star's passage by the planet, is located the
Capital Citadel. It is a relatively simplistic ship based on – you
guessed it – a Timelord Bowship design, but appears to have been
originally constructed in house. The ship hovers some 200 feet above
ground level, with simplistic walkways connecting it to the ground.
For about 11 months of the planet's 14 month year, the ground is
passable for shipping and commerce, albeit extremely harsh and
unforgiving conditions.
Inside the Capital,
I ingratiated myself with the ruling Vampire (named Dantus) and
***REDACTED***. At first, I acted as his voice to the People,
traveling from one village to another to force payment of
“gratitude.” Of course, the entire planet is being strip mined
by a culture of suppressed slave labor held in the Middle Ages
culturally and technologically. All resources – including an
annual culling of ten percent of the population for vampire food –
are being ripped from the planet.
Once I became a
trusted… friend... of Dantus, I began inquiring as to how the
planet's resources are shipped offworld. During the annual passage
of the dwarf star, various shipping vessels arrive to dock with the
Capital ship and move cargo. Of course, they are using the cover of
planetary upheaval (an event shrouded in religious ritual to the
locals) to hide their arrival and departure from the local populace.
Commerce -
After spending three
years as Dantus' ***REDACTED***, I was finally able to secure passage
on one of the cargo vessels to oversee the arrival of slave-food
offerings to the Great One. We headed to a small system called
Turatta. Once we landed on Turatta, the image was of a very
different culture. This planet was a thriving technological hub,
with what appeared to be a very militaristic feel. Advanced cargo
shipping tech, what appeared to be an extremely busy port, but
without any culture. All business.
What was most
disturbing was who was controlling security and the workforce. While
the planet appeared to be typically run by two Vampires, the rest of
the workers and security were Racnos. Huge shipping crates full of
mined resources were being moved, along with thousands of humanoid
slaves. Approximately one out of every ten slaves were sent to a
separate building… I discovered later they were meant to head to
the Great Vampire as food. The other nine stayed on the planet to
become Racnos food.
Having abandoned
Dantus' mission, I set out on Turatta to find a group of people I had
heard whisperings about from slaves. They called themselves the
Chronarchs, and believed them to be the salvation of their suffering.
To the backwards and suppressed slaves, they were little more than
legend, but I felt confident there was a basis in fact.
History -
Of course, all
discussion, writings, and rituals surrounding history are forbidden
on all 500 vampire controlled worlds. Upon arriving on Turatta, I
was able – after a couple months of delicate searching and talks –
to find a vampire named Beo. Beo claimed to be a Chronarch. I spent
a great deal of time with Beo from there on out. First, his history
of the universe proved to be extremely interesting.
He spoke of the
universe being created by a great warrior from nothing. A being from
another existence who brought the burden of a great War with him.
After analyzing the language evolution of several ancient texts, I
came to the conclusion that this being was none other than our own
Dalek Drillon.
Beo said that
Drillon came here to build a great army. He brought many of his
enemies here, but used his great intellect to turn them into beings
who would be forced to work for him, or instantly die. Here I
presumed that Beo was referring to some sort of genetically imbedded
“kill switch.”
The people of
Pretium (the name given by the Chronarchs to the entire pocket
universe) lived in a virtual paradise at this point in history. They
had advanced technology and culture, and the democratic rulers
traveled between planets to form a great Congress that served at the
pleasure of Lord Drillon.
Nine of the
remaining ten planets were set aside as research facilities, with
each planet containing one particular race that Drillon was
investigating as utilizing for a “final solution” to what could
only be the N-Space Time War. Obviously, Racnos and Vampires were
two of the races. ***REDACTED***. The other six – if they had yet
to be implemented – remain a mystery to me.
Beo then spoke of
the arrival of another “like our Creator and great Ruler.” He
must have been referring to another Timelord. This being possessed
great mental ability, and evidently took control of the Great Vampire
being held on one of the research planets. He brought the Vampires
and Racnos army down upon the final planet – the Great Capital of
Pretium. Drillon was killed, the Great Vampire installed as supreme
ruler, and the mystery Timelord was never seen again.
Drillon's research
team, the surviving members of the Congress, and Drillon's closest
advisers went underground. They continued their research, and set
about forming a rebel army to – one day – take on the Great
Vampire.
The Chronarchs -
The Chronarchs are
basically biological Timelords created by Drillon. Their biological
makeup relies much more heavily on Vampire genetic material than
Rassilon's Timelord retro-virus, giving them a biology
***REDACTED***. They are capable of nearly infinite regeneration,
considerable telepathic abilities, and very advanced healing and
strength.
However, their
bodies are deficient in several key enzymes, which they are forced to
manufacture. Their retro-virus is also contagious, meaning
blood-to-blood contact with a Chronarch would result in being
“turned” into one of them. After thousands of years of exposure
to the “thirst”, as it's called, the Chronarchs are also rather….
harsh.
They appear to have
constructed very basic SIDRATS. As of yet, these are not capable of
breaching the barriers to SL-Space in any sort of reliable or
predictable way. But several attempts have left high-energy ruptures
in the Vortex where our two universe's are close.
The goal of the
Chronarchs is quite clear. They believe that the Timelord who killed
Drillon and basically destroyed Pretium is indicative of the entire
race. They mean to take the ***REDACTED*** – after killing the
Great Vampire that now inhabits the city – sweep into SL-Space,
kill all of us, and take our Eye of Harmony. Then they will breach
into N-Space, and finish the job Drillon started.
Supposition -
Now, here's the bit
that is perhaps the most… disturbing. Vampires are telepathic,
more so than Timelords. At least with each other – they tend to
hear each others thoughts at the surface much more randomly than
Timelords. Timelords and the Chronarchs have a level of control that
typical Vampires do not, but thoughts still tend to “leak.”
Throughout my time
in Pretium, I could hear a profound voice. It seems to permeate
nearly every consciousness to a certain extent. I am confident that
my own abilities have shielded me from its gaze, but its reach is
impressive.
At first, I thought
it was the Great Vampire itself. But then I realized it could not
be. No simple vampire could control the flow of thought coming from
a Timelord, nor even a Chronarch (I am a Timelord of moderate
ability, and I had little difficulty shielding myself). Clearly,
this being is responsible for the “voices” that the Madman hears,
controlling which voices his own telepathic centers pick up on from
the pocket universe. If this being were a Vampire, the Madman would
clearly hear the Chronarchs. Given his recent actions, it would seam
he does not.
Which means the
controlling voice has to be a Chronarch. And a powerful one. I
would assume their leader, whom I have yet to meet. If that is
indeed the case – and I realize there is a lot of supposition in my
previous statements – then the leader of the Chronarch is also the
leader of the Vampires. The same man who killed Drillon, setup the
Madman, and brought this universe to its knees is also the one
leading the rebellion to save it.
Playing both sides
is a dangerous game, and one to which I do not see an end game.
Perhaps you have learned something that could shed light on this from
the SL-Space side.
At the time I
received your recall signal, this is the information I have.
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