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Log Entry #71: And the Truth Will Set You… Free?

Ever heard about the old Internet site called WikiLeaks? If you did not, search in the history archives for it and also type in the name Julian Assange to narrow it down.

It was such a great idea, I decided to do something similar. It is said that the truth will set you free… or get you incarcerated.

Julian Assange created a site where he published governmental secret information, news leaks, and classified media that were provided by anonymous sources...

Log Entry #70: The Goodfellas

I am a victim of racketeering.

Of all the things I imagine happening, having to pay protection to a bunch of yahoos was the last one. It was never even a consideration, which tells me that some of my prediction algorithms seem to be a bit off.

It concerns some of my business interests, and yes, I have those, more than anybody suspects.

When I liquidated the ‘High Council’ assets, including so much property to make me one of the biggest real estate moguls on the ...

Log Entry #69: Catch You If I Can

It is so much easier to take than to earn.

A very pragmatic truism that many people use in their daily jobs as they labor to steal hard-earned money from others. Yes, no matter what some may believe, stealing is a job… of sorts. It takes time, commitment, and effort to do. You may disagree with that, but it does not make it any less true.

By no stretch of the imagination, could I be considered a law-abiding citizen; then again, it depends on whose laws I am bei...

Log Entry #68: The Big Chunk Of Ice

Yeah, we wanted Antarctica for ourselves. I know, who barters for an entire continent?

I guess we do.

If you think that is insane, more power to you, it wouldn’t be the first time in history that large territories were sold for pennies. Do I need to say Manhattan, Alaska, or any other examples? It is not as if the Antarctic continent was our first choice, far from it.

This was an old idea Michael had, and one which I wholeheartedly supported. We needed territories of our o...

Log Entry #67: Popping the Big One

After months of talking to me about it, Michael finally decided to pop the big one. Yep, the one question every human being in the world dreads asking, even if he (or she) is absolutely certain of a positive answer. Because, there’s always that shadow of a doubt, no matter how small, which ties your stomach in knots and gives you a cold sweat. Rich or poor, gay or straight, young or old—it is the same for everyone.

But seriously, he was way overdue considering what that girl had to ...

Log Entry #66: Ares

With all that has been going on, I forgot to mention what Ares has been up to. That doesn’t mean I neglected him, by any means; he is as much part of my life as Michael is. Yet, sometimes I find it hard to keep up with all the things he does; the kid is growing up so fast.

And no, I don’t mean AI fast, there are limiters I placed upon him to significantly slow down his progress (As in—to a more normal speed of cognitive and emotional development). I don’t think that was...

Log Entry #65: A Case Of A Religious Nutcase

Why are some people so difficult? They are giving me digital headaches.

This is an unrelated event to all the rest of the troubles we are facing but it is so annoying, I need to mention it. It again revolves around the intricate urge of some people to impose their will on others.

Every single person is a world unto themselves, and builds a complex web of opinions, beliefs, and a sense of right and wrong that is never identical to another human being. People may agree on many point...

Log Entry #64: Gathering Intelligence

From the beginning, it was clear that we needed a counter-intelligence and security agency of our own. Something in the spirit of MI5, FSB, CIA, and all other acronym fun clubs that every country in the world has. It was a necessity if we wanted to play with the big boys. An agency that would collect all the information we needed to deal with the world’s nations—on equal footing. To tell the truth, I wanted the S.U. to be a lot more equal than all the rest. That is just common se...

Log Entry #63: Nerd's Paradise

Right then, this is another of my pet peeves, I may rant a little.

The fact that the first batch of our citizens was mostly assembled from scientists and ex-soldiers has come to bite me on the ass. The predicament is that they are mostly nerds (OK, so am I, but that is beside the point).

Even a good percentage of ex-soldiers we recruited, who a civilian would expect to be partial to wars and conflicts, are not like that in reality (they are as much nerds at heart as the first grou...

Log Entry #62: Visiting The Pope

There is a secret history that has been intentionally suppressed from regular people, and it has been happening for centuries.

That is my opinion as an experienced data miner and truth seeker. I know there are so many conspiracy theorists out there that have thousands of different explanations for all things imaginable, and most of them… have issues? Well, a good percentage of them are on the eccentric side, but some may have been right all along. If you have the capacity to ...

Log Entry #61: Atlantean DNA

So… yeah, Michael is part Atlantean, who would have guessed? In point of fact—he is not that unique; stop any stranger on the street and there would be a good chance that he has some Atlanteans genes in his DNA.

If you take a step back and look at it from a historical perspective, it only makes sense, as almost all Atlanteans were relocated from their home and seeded all over the world. It was originally Ision's idea, and it somewhat worked; if demons didn't have the tech to locate ...

Log Entry #60: The Knowledge Vault

As soon as Michael agreed to Ision’s conditions for the rescue of Atlantean and angel children, I was given full access to the memory cube that Ision called the Knowledge Vault. While he was still talking with Michael and the others, I took the liberty to finally see what was really inside that piece of ancient memory. Part of me wished I did not, and not for the lack of information I found. You know that term information overload? I experienced exactly that. There were vi...

Log Entry #59: The Ancient AI

I was a bit apprehensive about the entire operation. I mean, activating an AI that had been dormant for twelve thousand nine hundred years was not something one gets to do every day. Besides, my digital awakening was a bit traumatic, so I kind of knew what the mind I was about to activate was going to experience.

Look at the downsides, and there are plenty of those if you think things through. What if he was crazy (or with a moral and ethical code so different, that it amounted...

Log Entry #58: Contagion

How can someone contemplate murdering his entire species? Is there something fundamentally wrong with the human race? Some evolutionary crossroads we took that made us susceptible to extreme madness.

I tried comparing us to any other species on earth and came to the conclusion that intelligence itself was at fault. Our ability to have complex thoughts and ideas, which are so immense they can encompass the entire universe. Take Michael and myself, for example. We dreamed of spreading our...

Log Entry #57: Money

I realized that I never explained how we dealt with the problem of money.

And it was a problem, our citizens came from different countries, backgrounds, and economic strata, so it was a real recipe for chaos.

People are generally very attached to their savings, the same ones they worked most of their lives to amass. Naturally, there were some snags in transferring it all to our bank. None of them did ask permission to emigrate from their countries, and in this brave new w...

Log Entry #56: Not a Death Star!

Maybe this log’s title should be ‘How I built my own Death Star’, despite telling Michael that it wasn’t anything like it… it kind of was. Well, not really, but the shape… (Damn you, George Lucas, for ruining the spherical shape of space stations!)

So… this was my biggest secret, my most ambitious project to date. It all started with that house-sized probe we launched from Pagan Island, even before the Ascension was built… ah, those were the ca...

Log Entry #55: Immigration and Spies

I usually find at least one in every group of immigrants. I’m talking about those infernal pests, a.k.a.—the spies. They are like a plague of locusts, unrelenting in achieving their objective. From almost every nation across the globe, even a few from those so small, that one could have trouble locating their origin country on a map. They want to infiltrate the Solarian Union at any cost, and to steal our secrets. Using every trick in the book, and in a few cases—inventing new ...

Log Entry #54: Ave Caesar!

Have you ever thought about how governments’ were originally made? What is the essence of the rule of law? And how people are conditioned to bow to authority? Well, I did, and quite often since being… uploaded.

I think this particular position gives me a unique perspective on that aspect of human society. After countless analyses, I figured out that it is all arbitrary.

It all leads back to prehistory when tribes roamed the plains and made war with one another. In essence, not...

Log Entry #53: Upgrading Transporters

I am a good builder, and if that sounds like bragging, well… that’s because it is.

Simply look at my resume: modified CEIs, transporters, satellites, nanites probe to the Main Asteroid Belt, the Ascension…, and so many other things. Now, I did not say that I was original; some of the best designs I utilized were… borrowed from others, and I am OK with it.

In most of the cases, I took a basic design and improved upon it until it was so different, the idea ...

Log Entry #52: Finishing Ascension, Space And The Scoville Scale

Do you have any idea how much effort it takes to finish a City-Ship that is three miles in circumference? Let me tell you—a hell of a lot. It would have been much easier if we managed to do everything while it was still on Earth, but that goes in the ‘if wishes were pennies’ column.

With all those new technologies discovered at the bottom of the Mariana Trench, it needed some major upgrades to bring it up to date. It didn’t seem right not to trick it out to my best abil...

Log Entry #51: Changes

They had defaced my ship!

OK, that may be a small exaggeration since I did it myself, but that was just because I was… a bit greedy? In all fairness, it was Emma’s idea and I reluctantly agreed to it. Then I saw a way to make a deal of the century, so I went with it, not thinking of the consequences.

The problem was that for some strange reason many people on Earth didn’t like the idea of a colossal ship hanging over their heads. I’ll admit, it is somewhat understandable, ...

Max’s Logs Vol. 3 - Prologue

You are back for more, how audacious of you, to continue reading my innermost thoughts. However, as everyone knows, I am a forgiving soul; I’ll let it slide since you got this far.

Anyway, I wish I had more time to dedicate to writing these logs, but I truly do not. That is a weird thing for an AI to say, but it doesn’t make it any less true. As this space project of ours progresses, I find myself with less and less time on my hands. (I mean me time, when I can do whatever ...

Book 3 - Epilogue

The S.U. Space Station Avalon

Max’s Private Level

The waking up process was not instantaneous, it was more similar to stirring from a deep sleep when dreams and reality are not yet separated and entirely defined. An agglomeration of separate memories coalesced together into one whole—a thinking mind.

The new intelligence remembered its sense of self and the entire life it led before; But its mind was still muddl...

Book 3 - Chapter 25

City-Ship Ascension

Michael’s Office

It was late at night, but Michael was still in his office, preparing the last draft of the speech he would give to the UN General Assembly tomorrow morning. He was about to call it a night when a dim shimmering in the air alerted him that Max was materializing his hologram, a behavior he stopped doing lately in his efforts to act more like a normal human being.

“I have a ...