A few weeks ago we asked everyone to submit their Novus AEterno short stories on our forum. Both the winning and runner up short story were read live during our previous livestream by Denny. The winning story, submitted by Lord Tyrius, will also be integrated into the existing Novus AEterno lore!
We want to thank everyone for their amazing stories and a big congratulations to both Lord Tyrius and BeforetheStorm for their winning entries.
Here are both Lord Tyrius and BeforetheStorm’s short stories incase you have not had a change to read them
Author: Lord Tyrius
## Logbook: Entry #1
## Starship: Prometheus
## Operation: Codename “Phoenix”
## Location: Unknown
## Captain: Tyrius
It was a run for the survival of the human race.
Earth had fallen, seederships flew in every direction carrying everything that was left, hoping to find new ground to rebuild the human empire.
The Prometheus was a ship of the latest generation, and one of the seederships that carried old artifacts of unimaginable value. (At least that’s what I was told. But my scient’s officer told me that they didn’t even have a clue what it was.)
What I didn’t know back then was that this artifact would save my life.
We were under heavy fire and I feared the ship could fall apart at any time now. Suddenly all systems, monitors and other electronic devices started to behave strange. Sensors indicated a huge energy reading from INSIDE the Prometheus cargo bay. But before I really understood the displays I was looking at, I got a message from one of the men I sent into the cargo bay to secure our freight, telling me that one of the boxes was making weird noises. Somehow I had the feeling I knew what box it was, and I could only hope that I wasn’t transporting an ancient bomb.
Then unexpectedly the whole ship started shaking, and we flew around in it like flies in a jar. “That’s it.”, I thought, “We are all dead.” But as fast as it had started, the shaking, the noise of the battle, it all stopped and an unnatural silence spread.
I stood up, looked out of the windows of the bridge: No other ships, neither of human nor alien origin were anywhere to be seen, nothing at all but one planet.
The next thing I did was a full report of the damage our ship took. The result: We were left in space without scanners, shields, weapon systems or FTL. To make matters even worse we had an energy leak and my engineer told me we had only about 2 hours of running life support systems left. So we headed to our only hope: Towards the planet.
The atmosphere was all one large raging and roaring electromagnetic storm, no way to see anything on the surface, and I doubt that the scanners could reach past it, even if they were working. But we had no choice.
This time we were prepared for the turbulences and everyone grabbed something stable. Without sensors and with the storm outside my navigator had to fly completely blind.
I would be lying if I said we weren’t frightened. We knew under these conditions even one of the best pilots of the academy wouldn’t be able to bring the ship down with a maneuver that could be called a proper landing.
But it shouldn’t come that far: Suddenly we broke through the clouds around us. It felt like breaking through the surface of water, but it wasn’t water: We were flying in a dome of light that kept the storm away from… we didn’t believe our eyes. Everyone just left his station to get to the windows. The dome was protecting a city! Under us were huge buildings that looked like skyscrapers built from glass and metal. The biggest one was right in the middle, from there 4 roads reached in all 4 cardinal directions. It was a whole city.
We were so stunned by what we saw, that nobody was navigating the ship. But that wasn’t even necessary anymore: On half the height of the middle building a gate opened and a beam of pure light had appeared. It seemed to be similar to the tractor beams we used at earth, and it carried us directly inside the building.
As soon as we were inside, the gate closed behind and lights lit up everywhere. We were in a hangar, next to many other mostly small ships. Just like everything else they were made from nothing but glass and metal. There was no sign of the inhabitants or any other kind of life.
We left our ship to scout the area and to find out if there was any acute danger for us. And just when we reached what looked like a door it opened. Through the door came a man. At first we thought it was a ghost, but then we realized it was a holographic projection. He/it didn’t seem too surprised to see us: “Welcome back travelers! I have prepared rooms for you, dinner is served to your rooms in one hour, you must be very tired.” he greeted us friendly.
“I’m Tyrius, captain of the Prometheus and this is my crew. Who are you, where are we? And why have you awaited us?” I replied confusedly.
“I am Proxis, the brain and caretaker of this place. You are carrying a key of the ancients, master Tyrius, and it brought you here, home to the city of your ancestors, Atlantis.” The hologram said. “After the ancients had gone to the stars, taking their keys with them, the city got forgotten and banished into the realm of myths. All they left behind was me, to maintain the city and prepare it for their return. You brought the key back; you are the new master of Atlantis!”
This is how we found Atlantis, but my story is not over yet! The city can give us everything we need: Lots of room to live, protection and even food from its automated greenhouses.
This is a call to all that is left of humanity, we are sending on all frequencies.
I don’t know if anyone will ever receive this message. We still have no idea where we are.
But if you can read this I want you to know: You are not lost. You are not alone. This is not the end, this is a new beginning. We will stay here and should you ever find us, here is a place for you to stay.
((Second story on Page 2))