Zeroth Directive

Archive III

[Log of visit 4.] Visitor: Kal'tsit 'Query: Celestial Fulcrum.' In the 10,000 sidereal years of Civilight Eterna's extant logs, active Celestial Fulcrum signals were only transmitted from the planet's surface on one occasion. You are acquainted with what the planetary system's natives did. Ever since the curtains fell, it's been silent as the old stars, with the continent lifted by the Shadow-Moon showing no signs of life whatsoever. 'And still no word from the legacies of the past?' The Preservator's sarcophagi remain silent. Further, the other two 'Originiums' are buried deep where they belong, their only trace is the occasional unsettling noise from the southern ocean's waves. Kal'tsit, these logs, and all of this crown's data, should be plain to you by now. Retrieving the same files again and again won't reveal any new possibilities. You look extremely worried. 'I need to check if your... if Theresa's experiment has... already had unanticipated repercussions.' It pains me to say this, but even as Civilight Eterna I still lack a way to log the internal fluctuations of Originium. '...You can see, can't you?' Yes. Theresa found Civilight Eterna to come with limitations, but I assure you my current form can read all the data stored within. And you... you've shouldered this weight all alone, for all your interminable time. '...' 'Then I ask. Would Theresa, now knowing all this, still choose 'hope'?' I'm afraid I cannot easily answer that. There is no simple way to sever one's personality from their knowledge. But I'm willing to trust that, knowing Theresa, she would marvel at how the breadth of dangers to Terra—the countless critical moments only a hair from collapse—had relentlessly remolded the very land on which she lived. Indeed, this world's present manifestation is its own miracle, one that statistical probability has no chance of explaining. The more one comes to know the full picture of our world, the more the very word 'hope' seems a kind of foolishness flying in the face of reason. You know better than anyone the challenge in bearing your mission... and your choice to press on has never been contingent on hope. Hence why Theresa always trusted you would stand alongside her. '...' 'Meeting over. Please encrypt the contents of this conversation so as to keep the Doctor and Amiya from reading it... At least until the time is right.' As you wish. While still a lie of omission to Amiya, this is well in accordance with Theresa's original intent to protect her. 'You were right, Theresa. For all they could do, none would dare claim with certainty to change their own fated end. 'I hope that... from hereon out, you can keep the Doctor and Amiya safe.'

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