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That morning of 20 November 824 A.S., a splendid sunny day. At the same time there was tension in the air. Indeed more people was reunited in the town centre square like if they would be participants of an improvised show in that moment and meanwhile they were all at a safety distance because that wasn't a show, it was an attempted murder. The people around the "show" saw a bit restless, at center only 2 people were the responsible of that fear: One with a plasma rifle and the other one static forward him. They were both scared, their behave was so similar that you couldn't know who was the "Good" and the "Evil".

«Where's my brother?» who had the rifle spook. «I have said it more times! It's me! Are you upset?» the other targeted spook. «You know it well! Where's my REAL brother?» the guy with the rifle screams. «It's me! Who else should I be? Did my studies on my laboratory make you mad? What does it convinces you that I would be another else?». «You are what my brother was examining! You sudden disappeared while I'm woke up and here you are in the middle of the town crowd! You wanted to kill us all without we didn't notice it changing form when and how you want! I know you did something at my brother! Answer!».

The targeted man lowers the hands and his voice increased like he would be angry if not was it before: «CALM DOWN, Goddamnt! I'm not one of them! First of all because they're well-preserved on my laboratory and they can't escape! Secondly I went out for shopping and you was sleeping and I didn't want to disturb you! I was properly return to home in this moment! Don't commit stupid things!». His voice did upset still more the guy with the rifle «Everyone can say similar excuses! You're a Madze! The Nomads has developed you and moved here to kill us all! You've taken my brother because he was discovering and publicizing all what he knows about your kind!». «I repeat you it, Oliver Austin! I'M NOT A MADZE! Lower that gun before the guards come here too! Calm down, damnt, CALM!».

The guards were already there, and while the man with the rifle continued to insist with phrases like «They will kill me! But you will die too, Nomad!» or «You will kill us! You'll kill us all!», they came, passing aggressively into the crowd and surrounding the guy with the rifle. «Throw away that rifle!» they shouted. «Idiots! Don't you know that the enemy is right forward me?» the rifle man answered. «Enough, Oliver! Do what they said! STOP!» the targeted man implored. The guards lost the patient: «Man, you're forcing us to shoot! Do what the man you're going to kill says!».

There was a silence period. The rifle man was on the desperation limit and he known that another «He will kill us» will force the guards to shoot, so he increased the pressur on the trigger. Like if they would had foreseed it, the guards shot the rifle man, killing it. A «NOO!!» was screamed from the targeted man while the guards got rid of the burned corpse and others one spoke to the participants. «Enough so! The show has finished! There's no Nomad here! There's no Madze here! There are just yours! Yours and your f*****g paranoia!». The guards went out with the corpse and the people did it too, but me that I simply wanted to continue my walk around the square. Then the man that was targeted got closer to me: «But... did you see what's happened? My brother, my only brother, he aimed the rifle to me! Why has he always been so paranoid? Why didn't he trust anyone? I shouldn't say to him how my job was exciting, he wouldn't have been intrigued so much to get mad in this way!».
He went out desperate, leaving me not more happy like before. I knew that things like «I'm sorry» were useless, better to think about «What's a Madze?»

-Alfred Belt diary page

Humans had won. They used our technology against us. They arrived at our home and they commuted it in what provoked THE pain to many of us for more time. 15 years passed, enough to reorganize and to back in action; we will re-obtain what we have lost. Our new house is Dur-Shurrikun, surrounded by a nebula. After 318 years we don't know who are those beings that peopled that area but they were ready to do what we wanted they wouldo do. We took what remained about them, we built them vessels like ours, we gave their our knowledge and that of our enemies and at last they became like ours. These "Madze" will be our new weapon to enlight our world fell into the darkness. They can adapt to every situation and hit enemy societies without they were noticed, causing fear, terror and untrustworthiness. Our enemies will be attacked within and without.

"Nabucodonosor" has been the first

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