"Everyone, get ready to start." Ven's voice traveled through the speakers, reaching every single place in the facility.
Slowly she started the countdown, during which most nervously swallowed. Everyone had the same thought going through their minds as the words slowly counted down: 'Moment of truth.'
Everything started well, things going as they predicted they would. But slowly, as the reactor reached higher and higher temperatures, it became clear that things would not continue as predicted.
"This is too fast, stop everything now!" Ven shouted once she saw that they were already at 1% of the total predicted energy levels.
This might not sound like much, however, it was supposed to take ten minutes; only one had passed.
Everyone scrambled as Ven's shout reached them over the speaker. But... They failed.
By the time the team responsible for manually deactivating it arrived, after the automatic system had failed them, the reactor was already at 4%.
This might not sound like much, but it meant the temperature inside the rooms had reached a whopping 600 degrees celsius. And it was still climbing, quicker and quicker.
"Fucking hell, stop it!" Ven shouted, feeling absolutely helpless as no command she entered did anything.
As she watched it start to climb by a percent in just half a minute, she realized what must be wrong. However, the thought was so absurd that she wished to simply immediately forget about it.
After fifteen minutes of frantically trying everything, with nothing working, Ven looked at the readings in complete disbelief.
It was now going up an entire percent every five seconds, and it was continuing to grow faster. Unable to accept what she was seeing, Ven stopped trying and just stared at reading.
Soon it broke past the 100% rating. This was supposed to be impossible due to physical limitations. The highest it should have possibly gone with their known understanding of physics was 95%. The limitations of their technological prowess should make it impossible to go past this.
Even more surprising, the number was still increasing. As it reached 105%, the readings finally stopped. Not because the reaction had stopped, but rather because the measurement system had failed.
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"Get out of here!" Maxwell shouted at Ghakarhi as he did his best to keep a certain pipe in place. The smell of burnt flesh permeating the air.
Yet the force building up was far too much for him to cope with. Finally, the pipe burst, sending shards flying. A rather large one taking Maxwell's arm with it.
Ghakarhi turned around after hearing the devastating noise, terror in his eyes as he looked at Maxwell whose arm was dangling by a thin piece of skin.
Swallowing back the vomit he could feel coming up, he rushed over.
Ducking to avoid the blasting heat coming from the now broken pipeline. The air visibly vibrating from the heat, Ghakarhi could feel his body being burnt as he reached for Maxwell. The room quickly reaching boiling temperatures.
In his rush, he was not careful, causing Maxwell to groan in pain. The two struggled backward as more and more pipes burst. Causing the heat to increase even more.
Maxwell lost consciousness due to the mix of unimaginable pain and heat. Ghakarhi would not leave him, using all his strength he hoisted the now one-armed Maxwell over his shoulder.
However, the heat quickly sapped him of his strength. Leaning against the walls that were starting to glow, he could feel his lungs burning up with each breath. Fighting all this pain, his eyes burned with determination.
He swore that he would not leave his sister as his parent had left them. Nor would he leave Maxwell behind. Pushing on, not willing to give, Ghakarhi finally made it out of the core reactor.
The pain from the burns had disappeared in the last few stretches. Yet the burn of hot air entering his lungs informed him that it was still inhumanly hot.
"Gods! What happened?" Edvard shouted as he rounded a corner and saw the two, both near death.
From just a glance it was clear that they had at least a fourth-degree burn all over their bodies. Ghakarhi's condition looked worse, even though Maxwell had lost an arm. The stump having been cauterized in passing through contact against the walls.
Not expecting an answer, Edvard rushed forward and took Maxwell from Ghakarhi's shoulder, "This way,"
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Aneko and Yawen were both a mess, the ones they loved most in the entire world were inside the reactor core. Not in the rest of the facility, but inside the core itself. They had rushed there as soon as the emergency sounds had started blasting and nothing they tried worked.
"Yawen…" Aneko approached Yawen, tears flowing over her cheeks. Yawen quickly pulled her into a hug as she looked at all the readings everywhere going crazy. Nothing gave them any reason for hope.
"Let's go find them," Yawen said, determined to at least see her love one last time.
Aneko nodded into Yawen's chest, both staggering towards the reactor's core. Hoping that somehow their loved ones had made it out before the total meltdown had happened just seconds ago.
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"Complete meltdown…" A female dressed in military clothing said softly, yet no one in the room failed to hear her.
"H-How?" The president of the United Nations asked, choking on this simple word.
They had run so many tests and experiments. So many simulations and calculations. How could it have gone wrong? And more importantly, how did it happen so quickly? Not having any time to see it coming.
"May God help us." The president mumbled, turning towards the rest of the people in the room, those not centered around the command table. Those receiving the information. "How far were we off. Will the force fields hold?"
"W-we don't k-know. These readings don't make sense!"
"Speak clearly, dammit!" The president shouted, causing the young scientist to jump in his seat. The president wanted them to tell him if he needed to use the stellar defenses to stop the coming explosion or not.
"The readings say that the energy inside there is over 400% the predicted max... A-a-and… It's still growing."
No one spoke after this, even those who were not scientists knew that this was simply impossible. How could something designed to work at the limits of physics, surpass said physical limits?
It was supposed to be completely impossible for it to even reach a 100%. The extra safeguards they had installed were only due to having learned that mistakes happen. But not mistakes of this scale.
The facility was made in the middle of a desert, the nearest human settlement being over 200 kilometers from it. It had a total of 6 forcefields installed at different intervals up to 50 kilometers from it.
Those past the second were really just for peace of mind, something which would only be needed if the machine somehow had double or triple the energy. Now it had over four times the energy, leaving even the best of the best without certainty, leaving them relying on hope and not math.
No one had thought this would actually become the thing that determined whether humans would be wiped from Earth. While this did not mean humans will be brought to extinction, losing their home planet would severely set the human race back.
One by one these force fields lit up, first at a kilometer radius around the facility. Then 2, 5, 10, 25 and finally 50.
"Yawen! Yawen! Have you seen Yawen?" Edvard shouted and asked as he ran past panicking colleagues. After helping Ghakarhi and Maxwell out of the reactor room, he had quickly done his best to stabilize them and then rushed to find his wife.A total shutdown meant they could no longer contact the outside world, the force fields completely cut them off from the rest of the world. Which meant it was too late to contact their families. Edvard now only wished to spend his last moments with his wife.In this rush and panic, time froze… Yet it did not freeze.Everyone could still feel, see, and reason. But they could not move. Things which had been falling were now stationary, people who were bleeding now seemed to stop. The sound of the alarm was no more and so too the flashing of the lights.'What the hell?' Edvard asked as he tried looking around, finding that he could not move his sight. He was completely stuck, but aware. He could not even move his ey
Gasping for air, Ven struggled to flip herself from her current position; face down in the dirt. It took her a few tries as her body struggled to follow her commands.Back against the dirt, face staring at the canopy of leaves, she spat a few times to get rid of what she had eaten in her struggle.Taking a deep breath, she felt the dirt mix with her saliva slipping into her throat, causing her to cough from the irritants. After a few more bouts of spitting, she finally managed to breathe comfortably.'Gods… How long has it been?' She asked herself as she stayed on her back and enjoyed the rays of sunlight flickering through the leaves. This simple scene a rare one on Earth.She had no idea how long she had been in that frozen state. Where she had seen her friends and colleagues dissipate and die. It had felt like years, but surely that can't be right.It took some time for her to come back from these thoughts, tears flowing down her cheeks a
'Then again…' Ven doubted for a moment. Her entire belief in science had been rocked due to the accident, a pulsar being able to support life made her doubt herself even more.She had been brought here because what they knew was wrong. The way they believed everything worked… Was wrong.'No, believe. That is all I can do… And hope…' Her thoughts returned to her children as she cleared her mind of doubts. Pushing through the pain and tiredness in hopes to find a water source.She knew that doubts would do her no good, that it would be even worse than worrying about her children. So, she allowed the latter to keep her mind occupied as she followed the moss on the trees.Recalling what she had read, long ago, she tried her best to not follow the false moss.Ignoring all that grew near the ground, she looked for moss higher up. Choosing her waist as the cutoff height. While this would do little for direction, it should hopef
Gasping for air, Edvard struggled to get up. Much like Ven, he ate a few mouthfuls of dirt before managing to turn around. Also like Ven, he was in a forest and fatigued to the bone. This forest was less dense, with sparse undergrowth and no vines. Making visibility far clearer.His first actions and thoughts were similar to Ven's, only his desire to go back was far stronger. He knew the first thing he needed was a source of water, yet he could not keep his thoughts focused on that.Unlike Ven, his search was interrupted much sooner too. He saw a monster, an orc, come through the treelines in a panicked sprint. Edvard froze upon seeing the fantasy-like creature.The orc looked exactly like the fantasy representation of orcs. Large bulging muscles, tusk-like teeth, and dark green mud-colored skin. It looked vicious and like it could kill him with ease.Edvard did not freeze for long, realizing that the orc was running towards him, he looked for a place to
"What the fuck? Where the hell am I?" Edvard asked as he finished emptying his stomach. No longer caring for being silent after the horror he just witnessed.Looking up he couldn't help but feel like some divine being was torturing him. First the endless timelessness and now a monster-invested forest.'Is this some kind of sick joke? Was atomizing the mercy?' He wondered, certain that he would soon end up like the orc. It certainly had a much better chance than him at putting up a fight yet, it had died so easily.While the orc had not had any weapons, it was well over 2 meters with muscles that would send most athletes crying about the unfairness of life.Adding onto that, the orc was a native of this world. Of this forest. Edvard had no idea where to even find food or water, and he dared not try and find them.Moving back to his hiding spot, Edvard took out all the items he had on him. His last bit of hope vanishing as he found everything no long
'It is the world we live on. Let me clarify. We are not communicating through a language, nor through words. We are talking through concepts, as such, I can understand you and you me. You do not have to worry about how you say things, I will understand.''Wha-… How is that even possible?' Edvard asked in exasperation, this contradicted all he knew of telepathy.'It is a skill some of our kind may gain through the test of time. Not many, and only I in this group.' As he said this the elf, or Vespes, pointed to those around him.Having calmed down greatly, Edvard's mind could actually take in the details his eyes presented him. All of the elves looked handsome like they had carefully picked genes. Edvard also noticed that there were no females in this group.They were all dressed similarly; beautiful silk with strange patterns hidden behind their unique leather armor. No stitches nor anything showing that it was crafted visible, almost like the cloth
'What will you use my knowledge for?' Edvard asked, wondering how many of his thoughts had already been read. It was impossible for him to know when his thoughts were private and when they were open to Ilvisar, unless the vespes commented on them.'I will try to understand them… While I will be getting your memories, I will only be able to get those you yourself remember. The most recent will be the strongest and easiest to read. The most precious, second easiest. Third, the abstract and conscious knowledge which you know of, but do not focus on.''I will try and find a way to use your knowledge for the greater good of the Vespes. I'll be honest, I will not do anything for the humans of Ethos. Only for my empire and citizens.''Does that mean I will be a traitor?' Edvard wondered, having no clue about the social structure of this world. He did not know how bad this rivalry was, if sharing his knowledge would get him killed soon after.'How can I be
'I simply wish to heal your wound, our blades are special and a cut made by them will not heal for hours or days.' Ilvisar said before trying to touch Edvard's neck again. 'I am truly sorry about the confusion.'Upon Ilvisar's touch, Edvard felt the stinging pain disappear. In disbelief, he felt his neck up and down, the cut gone and all that remained blood staining his neck and lab coat. Somehow his body now also contained much more energy than before.This act confirmed to him that at the very least Ilvisar was not done with him yet.'I will not try to get all your memories; they are far too… Complex and controversial for me. I feel I already got far more than I had thought possible.' Ilvisar said after giving Edvard some time to recover, his words causing the latter to be confounded.'Here, these are the first promised rewards.' Ilvisar said as he took a pair of clothes out of nowhere, placing them on the table. The clothes were a dark brown tra