//Hello there, ill update this periodically as it follows the story of a Nomad//
*... I am Kingdom ... I know freedom ... I am free ... join the kingdom of choice...*
Evolution. The evolution from being a lesser being and growing into a higher one. The decisions that must be made, will they be made? or will they go naturally.
Natural joining with 'him' and the mindshare ... This seems right.. its what the others do.. No.. he controls them.. he does wrong.. he does not do right.. why.. why.. why..
Correct.. not correct.. decisions.. can they be made? can they be changed? Questions.. answers.. where are the answers..
Find them.. become them.. Do what is right.. the journey has started.. may it end in harmony.. may it end in warmth and may it end in knowledge.. what is right.. Discovering the Star flaged place.
What is this place? So many human-kin.. wrong-doing everywhere..
More questions unanswered.
Learned Incorrect? Multiple sides of human-kin.. One against another.. a downfall of unity.
Why this wonders. Why do they become like this. Harmony cannot be achived through means such as this. Becoming one with them and understanding them.. This is a must.
Strive for the unknown. Become the unknown. Find willing humans. The rarity of them, open to us.
Open.. become like this.. harmony between 'us'.. Observed Sins of the Fathers must be made right.. unneeded pain between us.
Merge with another.. Unneeded force will give more sorrow. No.. this will not become like 'them'..Willingness.. but where?
So many people. So many errors so many impurities.. Hurt falling on one another. Hurt
against themselves and my light.. I must go.
Through a field of pain and into the void zones. Few human-kin, a place of escape to
many.
Being close to the lights home brings fear of them finding out.. No.. That is irrelevant.
Pursue the one freedom, and one growth in the correct way.. Not with 'us'.. But
with 'this'.
Human-kin wary of 'this' still. Cautious beings and untrusting. Great sorrow comes by they thinking 'this' is under 'him' and not independent. Why won't they listen.. Why do they find it hard.. Why the questions and no answers.. Become one and learn.. The only
goal..
Unity must come. Forgiveness and unity will be put in place and accepted. But how..
The 'sins of the fathers' are not forgotten.. 'We' are all branded as enemies because
of 'them'.. What have we done.. Surprise within the universe is not hard to come by. One human.. Hidden away far from the rest.. One human.. So full of sorrow.. Sadness.. Human emotion.. Strong.. Crying. liquid falls from her face.. 'this' is unnoticed.. Unable to keep things this way..
*...Human-kin ... Why must one hold sorrow without others ... What causes this...*
The girl quickly looks up, wiping away her tears and noticing the blue being outside, her sadness immediately being mixed with fear
W-what do you want!? I.. I just want to be alone.. From everyone.. But one of you! Humans are bad enough..
Pausing and breathing slowly
Do what you came for! Kill me! I don't want to be here anyways!
*...Why must one be so distrustful ... Why must one wish themselves from sentience ...*
"Why else! Nobody is for me in this world! Nobody is for me anywhere! Everyone hates me, what is the point! Please.. I know who you are.. Just find me annoying and kill me.."
Pushing her head back into her arm she starts sobbing again
*...No ... Pain is large ... But live on...*
The girl glances up, very surprised
"Wha-.. What do you mean no! I know of your kind.. You just want to kill people.. You want to kill us.. Why the hell will you not do this to me at least?"
The girls mind slowly starts to lighten, a constant force on her head giving her small pain
What.. Is.. Happening.. I'm.. Scared.. I.. I don't have anything.. but.. now pain.. why cant it end..
*...No fear...Wish to end awareness in world.. Learn oneself...*
The nomad stops, unsure of itself.
Is this right? A human.. A human who wishes to die.. Is this right to save her? She is human! She is not willing.. She wishes to die.. But that is incorrect.. This must not happen.. Humans don't like 'us'.. Change must begin..
*...You must not... mind connection.. Learn of possibilities of infinity... 'This' cannot watch as mind wishes nonexistence...*
Clutching her head
"I.. You want to connect to my mind? But your an.. I.. I just want to... t-tell me of your world.. Save me from this one.. I don't want to be here.."
The girl accepts the pain in her head, she can feel it sinking in. In an instant her vision is whisked away from her and she finds herself in a large field
"Where.. Where am I?"
A thick mist descends upon the field despite the clear sky and a sound emits from it.
{I am kingdom. Inside a area in you.. Your mind is not corrupt.. Yet you wish for the
end.. Why}
The girl shakes her head vigorously
"Nobody cares about me! All I get is ridiculed and hated for every single thing I do! I try to help people but they go after me instead! If nobody cares about what I do, why the hell should I continue to live! And you! I just don't understand you! I've heard about your kind and you just want to kill humans! Well? Go ahead!"
{Stop girl.. Stop.. Your existence will not end.. There is much to be learned.. I am hated because of 'them'.. You are not.. I cannot see things on the sphere surface.. You can.. You can have a purpose.. You can continue...}
Then just take me! Infect me! Use me for your own goals then! Just.. Please don't let me continue this life..
{...I refuse...}
You..
Not believing what she is hearing
You what? Refuse? But the Order.. Always saying that you will kill or infect humans on sight. What is going on?
{...The creation of freedom... Found in ones will to do as you wish.. Do what in your mind you think is right.. Shut out the others.. No longer bound with 'them'...}
I.. I see.. Your.. Your not like the rest you say? But how.. How is that possible.. I may not be the most knowledgeable of your kind.. But.. That just doesn't seem natural..
{...What is correct.. And what they say are two things.. Few are correct.. Others bound...}
I.. Things just have gotten so.. I.. I just want things to end.. But.. I don't know what to think anymore!
{...Will end of mind do any good...}
Will it.. At least it would put me out of my misery.. Now look at what I'm doing.. Talking to an alien like its my friend..
{...Friendship possible between 'this' and 'your' kind?...}
Can we be friends? Umm.. Well humans don't really like your kind.. Always killing us because you can.. That's what they say anyways.. There.. There is too much hate between you and us.. I don't think that's possible unless all ones are like you..
{...Few know separation from 'him'.. Friendship... 'Others' of you speak of this as bond of trust.. Do 'you' believe this is possible? Even with 'this'?...}
A bond of trust.. I.. I don't know.. Your the only person who actually listens to me.. Your the only person I have spoken to in almost a month..
{...Why do humans hate humans.. Pointless.. Effects show through you.. Despair.. Anger.. 'This' feels these.. But only by actions of others.. What have you done..}
Humans are not like that! We find anger, hate, annoyance, lust, greed in everything! humans are horrible! They just don't like me because I'm from the poor community.. Nobody cares about the poor people.. im lucky enough to afford this small ship.. but..
She looks around the open plain
I really don’t know if im on the ship anymore.. I..i don’t know what you are doing on the outside..
{…Please.. trust this.. ‘you’ are safe.. talking causes annoyance to this in the outside world.. Human-kin unable to understand due to closed minds...}
Its.. its strange.. I trust you for some reason.. the.. one of the first people in my life..
{…Curiosity prevails.. friendship possible?...}
I.. your not like the rest.. yes.. I think.. we can be friends..
A immense warmth flows across the field, causing the girl to hug herself lightly
What..what is this?
{…Tell me.. what is human-kin named?...}
Pamela… its not the best name.. another reason why I’m made fun of.. I’m seventeen for gods sake.. but they wont stop..
{…Pamela-named…}
Another wave of warmth passes over her
{…'their' actions unforgivable.. But unable to give help.. Weak for multi-node...}
You.. h-help!? How.. How could you ever help.. You would only make it worse, people saying I've made friends with a killer..
The small warmth starts to heat up into a blistering heat
{... not a killer! Only done when necessary! ...}
A look of fear quickly spreads onto her face
But.. But they don't know that.. Even I can't tell anymore.. I.. But..
She collapses onto her knees
I don't know what to think!
The heat slowly cools
{...Pamela-named.. Will you allow this to 'see' your mind...}
See my mind? What.. What does that mean?
{...I see you.. You see me.. Minds limit.. If allowed your form can be taken.. But this refuses unless it is willed...}
You want to read my mind? It's only memories of pain and terror.. And.. I see you? That's.. That would be too much.. Your not human.. your memories..
{...this able to trust some human-kin.. Also realize that it may not be possible in return.. Do you trust this?...}
From.. From everything I have seen.. The kind of.. Thing you are.. I.. I trust you..
As these words are spoken she can feel a small force push into her mind, her vision once again is launched away from her and she can see nomads.. Small ones, seeming to be coming out of a single building. Following them she sees them learning of the humans and fast forwarding until they start to grow. Then an odd scene appears in front of her. A area of space with a line between them, many nomads, thousands of them on one side, but few on the other.
The discovery of freedom is rare..
Clasping her hands over her mouth, her vision being pushed back into the plains
I didn't say tha-..
She stumbles back a few feet and looks in front of her in surprise.
What.. What is this!?
A few feet in front of her is almost an exact copy of her, except instead of her long brown hair the hair is blue instead
Who are you?
{...this is me.. A creation from you.. While you see me, I see you..}
The words emanates from the figures mouth.
{... Only one form can be taken.. 'I' am weak.. And I choose this one... The one who trusted.. The one who I trust...}
