Jun. 19th, 2016

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Prologue: 

UC Berkeley Labs, SERENDIP: 

It all began with the first confirmed contact with extraterrestrial life here, in a lab. A bored technician, one Kate Masterson was picking her nose while looking at the screen. She'd signed up for this thinking it would be cool and she could geek out. Instead it was sitting at a screen playing Solitaire or watching or reading porn most days. Most days, yes. Not this one.

The radio crackled and a signal spoke with identifiable speech.

Vekeltrir I-Nishi-Azarath. Zezhelanzunui makatrivhrk. Azarath-nizhan karlthruhn. I-nishi-Azarath Zezhelanzunui! Atralzhen dezhadiir!

She dropped the phone she was playing Candy Crush on with a startled jerk.

Alien speech. An actual alien had just chatted on her goddamned radio.

"Holy shit. Holy shit." 

She began to hyperventilate.

The radio kept speaking: 

I-Nishi Azarath! Zezhelanzunui! Zezhelanzunui!


The voice was strange. It didn't sound like a hacking, this was genuine speech. Carried on strange wavelengths by unidentifiable to her means.

"Dr. Stevenson? I......I think you need to come hear this." 

The doctor came in expecting to point out that it was some misidentified radio background from another planet.

He heard the continuing speech: 

Veteladanzhiir Zezhelanzunui! Azarath tarahlvat metelzadrir ukhrel shazhirr.

"Son of a bitch." 

He looked at her.

"If this is authenticated......we just proved aliens exist." 

It was then that televisions around the world began to crackle with a sudden and jarring distortion. A peculiar kind of crackling appeared globally, a crackling that would much later be recognized as including infrasound elements. The hacking began to spread across devices, phones all suddenly, regardless of model producing a similar static effect. Radios began to crackle more loudly, and then on screens a face appeared.

Clad in a brilliant silver robe that seemed to shimmer and weave and never hold the same patterns when looked at consistently, the face was a very human-like one. The chief difference was that at certain angles of light the grey eyes seemed to glow with an eldritch golden light.

A mraculous speech was spoken that was no different than the signal and yet understood across worlds: 

You may know me as the Monk. I come to bring you a great and wonderful truth, an end to war and carnage and fighting.

We come from a realm of serenity and the uttermost peace, where all is golden and glorious. We bring to you the wisdom of the Undying Flame, the Outer Light that holds together the stars themselves.

We come in peace among you to work our signs and wonders, that you may see that we are no mere prophets preaching invisible manifestations of Beyond but worshipers of a very real and tangible God, promising you every sacred dream of Mankind fulfilled, as all is written.

Worry not, O children of the Earth. Gods shall walk among you and we shall show you what it is to exist in the realms of time and space a part of them and yet removed from them, we shall grant you reality beyond your wildest imaginings.

The man's hair was a dark black, his goatee melding with eyebrows that wouldn't have looked out of pace on Thuifr Hawat. Big and bushy, the man's appearance in some ways seeming to be the most affable to whoever heard him, his words speaking with honey and sweetness to those who gave them credence.

In the word of our God who hangs the stars to burn, whose hands are the hands that heal, whose are the hands that still the wine-dark sea, we bid you greetings. Seven days from now we shall manifest among you. A new aeon dawns, O children of Mankind, an age of signs and wonders, when ocean freighted with the dreams and weight of time gives up her secrets, when the children of men frolic and gambol as of the birds of the air.

We come upon you to bring you wonders. You shall find them beyond your wildest imaginings.


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