In a distant future humanity achieved such a level of technological advancement it was able to breach the borders of three-dimensional reality and move to the multiverses of multidimensions. But some of us were too afraid to move on. So, they stayed...
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The birth was premature and painful, several times I lost consciousness from the unbearable pain that the child gave me, as if he felt my hatred for him and was eager to get out as soon as possible. In agony, I screamed, screamed everything that tormented my soul.
Bushy-Boo, who was present at this, listened with horror to my speeches about the worm, about another world, from where the man from the launcher and his assistant Rob came. That the child is cursed and must be killed, now, as soon as he takes his first breath. For, as my heart felt, he would drown the whole world in destruction.
My hands reached out to my stomach, trying to do him at least some harm, but all my strength went into fighting the pain. Soon I was tied up, and a stick was stuck in my mouth, which I bit through, and suffering forever became with the taste of sawdust.
But everything has an end. I woke up alone, on the table, still with my hands tied. Somehow, I managed to pull one out of a strong knot. Freed, I barely got to my feet, slipped and fell. There was blood everywhere. My blood.
With a tremendous effort, I got up and went out into the corridor. The palace seemed to freeze, only I and the wind got lost in the empty staircases. My legs, though resisting, themselves led me to the main courtyard. From the balcony I watched all the residents of the palace gathered in front of Sanorisun. My child was handed into her hands. She lifted him above her, there was a cry and the tears of the baby fell on the golden curls of the ruler. Something flashed on the horizon. Sanori handed over my child to Game, whom everyone now knew not only as her personal bodyguard, but also as the sister of the ruler. Game moved away from her, and a cannon shot hit the place where Sun was standing. The metal block dug in ten meters forward, scaring away the crowd and covering it with stones and earth.
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Game rushed to the ruler, but the horizon sparkled all over and people rushed to the walls of the palace in panic.
As they will write later, it was the last day of the Khanate of the Dial. The Irian towers managed to cross the Mineian Hights, and were approaching the capital from the southeast. They will also write that Sanorisun Gama the First treated the power that fell on her in worst incompetent way possible: disbanded the army, conducted shameful negotiations, destroyed the remnants of the economy. This allowed the Irians to outwit her and attack unnoticed. Her sister, Game the First, who ruled for about twelve hours, instead of taking the initiative into her own hands and organizing at least some resistance, spent that time fighting former colleagues from the underground cell "Num Sarog", translated from khedat - "a flock of dead birds", who did not recognize her power. I've been speaking khedat all my life, too. I grew up in the foothills of the great Khedat peak.
