Introduction

Why is Earth so complex? Why is it home to so many different people with such diverse cultural distinctions and beliefs? Our world here seems to represent a sampler that could easily be made up from many different worlds, not just one. 

Not only as races, are we significantly culturally individual, but our physicality is also very different from each other. For example, Negro, Oriental, Caucasian and Latin people are all dissimilar, regardless of skin tones that are clearly seen; topically they have distinctive physical features that can be confirmed anatomically as well. Think about it, we all see the same sun, and we all have night and day. Granted, some areas of land experience different and changeable climates, but not so variable that we should have evolved so distinctly from one another. Why is this? 

If we think back to ancient historical mysteries, the Egyptians built great pyramids that could not have been built by hand in the method and recorded time that the experts assume. The Romans built a great empire through amazing military strategies that they suddenly developed. All over the Mediterranean and the Middle East, academics gave us the basis of science, medicine and literature for our civilisation. The Mayans had maps of the world, including ones that clearly showed the actual Arctic and Antarctic landmasses below the ice. We’ve only been able to achieve this in recent years with very sophisticated imaging technology. Also, what is the point of their calendar ending in 2012? Does it signify that the world is going to end or maybe it could be the precursor of something bigger to happen? 

Through symbolic records in temples and significant ancient buildings, shown in the form of hieroglyphs or art, every distinctive culture claimed that their world’s Gods and Kings came from the heavens at about the same time, nearly four thousand years ago. Even the Aboriginals of Australia believe that they came from a ‘Dreamtime’ belief. Medicine Men, Priests, Shamans and Mystics of the various beliefs had great powers. In stories magicians, wizards and supernatural beings would always prevail – it was magic they said – not thinking that maybe natural abilities, unlike those that we accept as day to day, may be responsible. Legends say some came from the Sun, some from the stars. All seemed to be represented as arriving on silver sky chariots.  

In 1968, Erik von Däniken stunned the world with his theories of intervention by visitors from outer space. Religions were up in arms, how dare he assume this. Generalising, he claimed that the records of many cultures captured these events with inexplicable representations on buildings and artefacts. Buildings such as those found in South America which to this day defy explanation with their construction techniques – he was surprisingly on the right track.  

Nearly four thousand years ago a colony of thousands of people made the trek across the stars to our solar system. Their planet system was doomed to be afflicted with devastating solar flares, which would cause an ecological disaster, resulting in the end of human life there. It would take at least a thousand years for the worlds to regenerate to allow habitation again. These extraterrestrial cultures came to our Earth and were settled in different parts of the world amalgamating with the original inhabitants. (No not the monkeys!) Thousands of years prior to this trek there had been a previous settlement on Earth, from the same solar system. These people were rumoured to be the Sumerians who mysteriously appeared in our recorded history. That particular colony did not succeed in the way it was hoped. It was believed that they had originally settled on Mars and then through the over use of technology had ruined the planet. Moving on to Earth as the only viable option, they would have given away all technology to survive, forgetting their origins leaving them shrouded in myth.

This last attempt at colonisation saw the Koraiyans and the other cultures from the Koraiyan solar system, travel from their home planets many thousands of light years away, to save the human race, their human race, which ultimately became our human race. Now it is time to return and find out what happened to Koraiya. Were there any descendants from possible survivors who may have found a way to shield themselves in some way from the devastating solar flares? Have the planets regenerated as expected or is there something else awaiting their return?  

First and most importantly, the descendants of the original colonists need to uncover their path back. This is the story of how they discovered the past to begin trekking back across the stars to their origins in order to find out their future.

Prologue

(Nearly four thousand years ago, Earth time line…in a solar system hundreds of light years away)

A lone man, heavy with decision, stood in the astronomer’s tower on the hill above the palace complex. A knock at the door broke his reverie. ‘Enter,’ he said.

A young girl entered. ‘Grand Lord Talsin Merlyn is here to see you, Emperor D’avar.’

‘Thank you, Bianca, please show him in.’

A tall enigmatic figure, dressed in layers of militaristic-styled clothing, accessorised by a large sword, strode confidently in nodding and then smiling broadly as he noticed the pretty young woman who had ushered him in. Probably noticing her more than he should made her blush as she closed the doors behind him.

He joined the Emperor. Then they were both standing in the observation lounge, staring out at the night sky, away from the reflection of the city on the other side of the range.

‘You know it’s so beautiful out there, Lord Merlyn,’ said the Emperor gesturing with a wide sweep of his arm across the night sky. ‘Yes, it is glorious, but at the same time so vast and frightening.’

‘So there’s no other prognosis for Korai then?’

‘I’m afraid not, Majesty, the solar flares will devastate the environments of all the planets in the system. It’s something that even the Atlanteans cannot find a solution to this time.’

‘So how long do we have?’

‘It’s hard to project but at the least three years, at the most is anybody’s guess. There are so many unknown factors that could affect the system or solutions that yet could be discovered.’

‘Well, if we aim for a two year window we should be able to comfortably assemble a fleet of colonising ships from each of the planets. We will also send a squadron of ships from the central governing body to guard and help settle the colonists. In time, after a thousand years or so, we can return and re-colonise our system, once the planets have had a chance to regenerate to the point where they can sustain life again.’

‘Do we know where the colony is to be settled yet, Sire?’

‘Yes, Lord Merlyn, the Sol system.’ Lord Merlyn reacted emotionally.

‘But, Zhuze, wasn’t that the same system that the last attempt at colonisation went to?” reverting to the use of his friend’s first name was Lord Merlyn’s emotional response.

‘Yes it was,’ replied the Emperor without looking back at Merlyn.

‘They were never heard from after they left. Is it wise to choose the same system without knowing the reasons behind their silence?’

The Emperor replied, also reverting to a first name basis, ‘Talsin, I have to remind you that according to the probes we have back, it is still the best objective for colonisation. Who’s to say that the last colonists aren’t quite happy and healthy there, that they just lost their knowledge of technology and heritage, reverting to a more base agrarian culture?’

Talsin Merlyn was visibly concerned. ‘But if there has been devastating problems and we are sending our people there, to enable our civilisation to carry on, where will they go from there if there are problems?’

‘Our probes say that the third planet from the sun is ideal for all of our people, from the different planet cultures, to live very comfortably. You have to remember our first expedition went to the fourth planet, which we know is now no longer viable, so we have to assume that the colonists there either moved to the third planet or sadly perished. We do know one thing and that is technology was the problem that time. Information back from the probes tells us only traces of our technology were evident there.’

‘What will the council say though?’

‘Of that, Talsin, I am uncertain but they always seem to follow what the sensible thing to do is. Of course the Romain government, argumentative and paranoid as it always is, will be the ones to find fault with everyone and everything about this project.’

‘I take it that the problem with Korai will not be known to the general public, as have the problems it’s had in the past centuries, then?’

‘It is the best thing for all concerned. Mass panic serves no purpose whatsoever, over something we can ultimately have no control over.’

‘Well, Zhuze, my friend, whatever the decision is about the colonisation project, I will be staying here living out what time is left. I am set in my ways and a new project such as this is not something I think I am suited for. Besides I have no real family so that will allow someone to go who is much keener and able to give something worthy to the new colony.’

‘I too, will be staying, but Prince Gaia and his new wife Princess Naychura will be going to head this colonisation mission. I feel too set in my ways to go off finding a new world. I will look after this one with what time it has left. However, Talsin, I would ask that you seriously reconsider going if you have the opportunity. As Prince Gaia’s guardian, he will need your advice as I have these past seventeen circles.’

‘If you truly think he will need my guidance, then of course when the time comes I will seriously consider it.’

‘Talsin Merlyn, for many circles you have been my most loyal Commander, but more importantly my closest and most trusted friend. To lose you would be a great sadness, but I know that the project will have a better chance of survival for our people, and their eventual return to recolonise our planets, if you are there. We have some time, so please, seriously reconsider accompanying them for me.’

The two men resumed their position looking out at the night sky both with the same questions on their mind. Would this new Earth prove to be the saving grace of their civilisation and the numerous cultures that it encompassed or would it be the end?

Talsin turned to leave. As he did, he laid a hand on his friend’s shoulder. ‘Zhuze, I won’t deliberate about it. If you think it wise for me to go, then yes, I will go, but as my mission, I will assure in some way the return of our people to the planets of the Koraiyan system.’ He patted the Emperor’s shoulder in comradeship and walked out of the room leaving the man who headed a solar system, time to ponder the ramifications of his decision.

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