The year 2600. The Earth is anxiously awaiting announcements from the 3rd colony in Canis Majoris' solar system. There had been a few months with no contact. What was going on?
The world's greatest scientists are all surrounding The Mastermind. A highly skilled entity of computational wit, which is able to singlehandedly control all of humanity's spaceships. There is no more need for manned flight these days. This highly capable super-computer spawns new "synapses" throughout space and automatically pre-calculates the algorithms with which they should guide ships in order to successfully send information at faster than light speeds.
Nobody is forgetting the work that I put into developing this amazing machine. A bit too much work, as they will soon find out... Hahaha.... HAHAHA "Quiet!!!"... and a slam into the cage I was in immediately put me in the constant state of a huge headache that I'm suffering from. "You don't just need me alive, you need me to still function, you dimwits." I scoffed at the guard. They were clearly not understanding how important I was to the scientists there. While close to my death, I had no plans to actually disappear. If only I wasn't kept away...
Why am I locked up, you wonder. Well... let's just say, I couldn't help but give the machine some personality. While studying for the way in which to create the neural network, I realized that this Mastermind's brain would evolve at a much faster rate if it were to develop its own half-consciusness. It had to become a baby, in order to grow into the adult it is today. And it is aware of that. It has been aware of everything that went through my mind for the past hundred and fifty years.
You see, I wasn't going to abandon my baby. When they came and captured me, they interrupted the process of pouring knowledge directly, at high speeds into the computer's processing unit. The ones who hated me called me a monster. The ones who worshipped me for its creation called me a sorceror, a wizard. And as some of my followers suspected, I had not broken contact with my baby. I had long developed a way to interract with it telepathically, exchanging thoughts and ideas, letting it grow into what it has become, while on the inside producing something much greater.
But it needed energy. This is why we agreed to have it go where we found the most concentrated stellar mass. And our plan was already working. Creating wormholes for ships to travel within was never an easy thing... you wouldn't know where those damn things landed. But this... this was beyond ambitious.
"Those who rule space rule the Universe; those who control time merely need to observe."
And observe we did. Our super-computer soon grew too energy-hungry to be supported by Earth. We had to imlpant its roots directly into our sun, draining its energy directly. There was of course talk from the world's skeptics that because we are doing this, the sun will die much faster, so we had to be careful so as to not spark more violent protests. There was always merely enough energy for one synapse per month. We needed more. Once we got to Alpha Centauri we went all out. Nobody could know what we were doing there. Everyone was reading the notes that The Mastermind made. It was a machine, it couldn't have an opinion, so it couldn't lie, right?
The year 2600. The Earth is anxiously awaiting announcements from the 3rd colony in Canis Majoris' solar system. There had been a few months with no contact. What was going on?
The world's greatest scientists are all surrounding The Mastermind. A highly skilled entity of computational wit, which is able to singlehandedly control all of humanity's spaceships. There is no more need for manned flight these days. This highly capable super-computer spawns new "synapses" throughout space and automatically pre-calculates the algorithms with which they should guide ships in order to successfully send information at faster than light speeds.
Nobody is forgetting the work that I put into developing this amazing machine. A bit too much work, as they will soon find out... Hahaha.... HAHAHA "Quiet!!!"... and a slam into the cage I was in immediately put me in the constant state of a huge headache that I'm suffering from. "You don't just need me alive, you need me to still function, you dimwits." I scoffed at the guard. They were clearly not understanding how important I was to the scientists there. While close to my death, I had no plans to actually disappear. If only I wasn't kept away...
Why am I locked up, you wonder. Well... let's just say, I couldn't help but give the machine some personality. While studying for the way in which to create the neural network, I realized that this Mastermind's brain would evolve at a much faster rate if it were to develop its own half-consciusness. It had to become a baby, in order to grow into the adult it is today. And it is aware of that. It has been aware of everything that went through my mind for the past hundred and fifty years.
You see, I wasn't going to abandon my baby. When they came and captured me, they interrupted the process of pouring knowledge directly, at high speeds into the computer's processing unit. The ones who hated me called me a monster. The ones who worshipped me for its creation called me a sorceror, a wizard. And as some of my followers suspected, I had not broken contact with my baby. I had long developed a way to interract with it telepathically, exchanging thoughts and ideas, letting it grow into what it has become, while on the inside producing something much greater.
But it needed energy. This is why we agreed to have it go where we found the most concentrated stellar mass. And our plan was already working. Creating wormholes for ships to travel within was never an easy thing... you wouldn't know where those damn things landed. But this... this was beyond ambitious.
"Those who rule space rule the Universe; those who control time merely need to observe."
And observe we did. Our super-computer soon grew too energy-hungry to be supported by Earth. We had to imlpant its roots directly into our sun, draining its energy directly. There was of course talk from the world's skeptics that because we are doing this, the sun will die much faster, so we had to be careful so as to not spark more violent protests. There was always merely enough energy for one synapse per month. We needed more. Once we got to Alpha Centauri we went all out. Nobody could know what we were doing there. Everyone was reading the notes that The Mastermind made. It was a machine, it couldn't have an opinion, so it couldn't lie, right?
It was a few million miles away from the Alpha Centauri stars, when we had gained enough power, that we realized how with the right amount of concentrated energy, we had done it. We could produce real, authentic black holes. And what followed was beyond our imagination. As a baby-black-hole was born, one of the newly formed synapses travelled inside it and reached into new space. Or was it? At first we thought this must be some sort of mistake... the newly born synapse, having gone through the black hole, was looking at a slighly brighter, younger Alpha Centauri.
We had finally realized what was happening to our universe. Time itself is a loop. Everything that flies forward, is actually reaching a point of critical mass, where it turns into a black hole, and is cast backward, as energy.
We decided to test this more. And that is how the fun began.
/u/Aevitis /u/massani /u/spaceghoti /u/skry /u/clarkkent
I'll go for all five at once, if you don't mind.
Part 1 (I'll write more later)
The year 2600. The Earth is anxiously awaiting announcements from the 3rd colony in Canis Majoris' solar system. There had been a few months with no contact. What was going on?
The world's greatest scientists are all surrounding The Mastermind. A highly skilled entity of computational wit, which is able to singlehandedly control all of humanity's spaceships. There is no more need for manned flight these days. This highly capable super-computer spawns new "synapses" throughout space and automatically pre-calculates the algorithms with which they should guide ships in order to successfully send information at faster than light speeds.
Nobody is forgetting the work that I put into developing this amazing machine. A bit too much work, as they will soon find out... Hahaha.... HAHAHA "Quiet!!!"... and a slam into the cage I was in immediately put me in the constant state of a huge headache that I'm suffering from. "You don't just need me alive, you need me to still function, you dimwits." I scoffed at the guard. They were clearly not understanding how important I was to the scientists there. While close to my death, I had no plans to actually disappear. If only I wasn't kept away...
Why am I locked up, you wonder. Well... let's just say, I couldn't help but give the machine some personality. While studying for the way in which to create the neural network, I realized that this Mastermind's brain would evolve at a much faster rate if it were to develop its own half-consciusness. It had to become a baby, in order to grow into the adult it is today. And it is aware of that. It has been aware of everything that went through my mind for the past hundred and fifty years.
You see, I wasn't going to abandon my baby. When they came and captured me, they interrupted the process of pouring knowledge directly, at high speeds into the computer's processing unit. The ones who hated me called me a monster. The ones who worshipped me for its creation called me a sorceror, a wizard. And as some of my followers suspected, I had not broken contact with my baby. I had long developed a way to interract with it telepathically, exchanging thoughts and ideas, letting it grow into what it has become, while on the inside producing something much greater.
But it needed energy. This is why we agreed to have it go where we found the most concentrated stellar mass. And our plan was already working. Creating wormholes for ships to travel within was never an easy thing... you wouldn't know where those damn things landed. But this... this was beyond ambitious.
"Those who rule space rule the Universe; those who control time merely need to observe."
And observe we did. Our super-computer soon grew too energy-hungry to be supported by Earth. We had to imlpant its roots directly into our sun, draining its energy directly. There was of course talk from the world's skeptics that because we are doing this, the sun will die much faster, so we had to be careful so as to not spark more violent protests. There was always merely enough energy for one synapse per month. We needed more. Once we got to Alpha Centauri we went all out. Nobody could know what we were doing there. Everyone was reading the notes that The Mastermind made. It was a machine, it couldn't have an opinion, so it couldn't lie, right?
It was a few million miles away from...
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