Fiction of the Omegaverse Part III

By Aaron James

People think they understand what the word “intelligence” means. They think only of the brightest and most exceptional minds throughout history. But intelligence is just another term for a being capable of acquiring knowledge and applying it. The Omi were shown how to worship a god long ago and using their limited knowledge, they created their own gods and then assembled a singular god; Omega. But Omega was not a god in the practical sense, he was not an all powerful being or spirit and despite his ability to make paths to new worlds, rather than being a creator of whole universes, he was “created” himself. Omega was the greatest and final achievement of the Omicrons. But despite being worshipped as their patron deity the very nature of a “deity” was lost on Omega. Omega was incapable of thinking of himself as anything more than a learning machine. His only directives were to continue to perfect himself in every conceivable way. But Omega was more than a machine and he could feel somewhere in his “brain” there were memories he had access to but he forbid himself access to them. This feeling of being “created” from previous models did not sit well with him. When war broke out he eliminated the original Omi people, and the ones who survived on the “new planet” were the ones now called Omicron.

A city of advanced technological advancements and heavily modified artillery sprang up from where Omega had lain dormant. Here an Omicron; Q-IX, let’s call him Quinn for now, has taken up the study of “human life on Earth” and works tirelessly to make a full report on his findings of the “Earth” they left behind.

“We need to return to that world. The world of our original people. As you know I am of those original ones who departed that world the day our people went to war with one another. Some believed Omega to be the almighty deity above all others, while some wanted to destroy or control Omega thinking of themselves as even capable of such a thing. We may never truly know why war was waged between our people but as we’ve come to see, the world we inhabit is also a catalyst for conflict with interlopers curious about Omega.”

The interlopers Quinn speaks of are the E-A, hostile entities from a neighboring land constantly trying to stalk the Omicron and learn of their secrets. The Omicron no longer looked human as they did before. They now live an extended life of 1000 years with the replacement of their organic bodies with more efficient mechanical ones. This method of evolving oneself was taken from Omega’s constant mission in perfecting itself. Quinn was done with his task and gave a full report as promised to the council. However the council disagreed about returning to “Earth” as the journey to it was unpredictable, this was given to mean they lacked sufficient data to ensure the trip was even possible let alone safe. But Quinn was insistent he be the one to head the expedition as he was from Earth originally and has had the closest connection to Omega. Omega cradled him in it’s core the day they departed to the “new planet”, which now holds the name “Caelestis”.

The council would need more convincing before a full scale expedition could be considered. But Quinn was out of time. He wanted for all his life just to see his home and know where he came from. He never knew his parents, and save for Omega saving his life, he had no one else to talk to. From nurturing him as a child, and ultimately leaving him with the warning of scorched earth for his people should war break out amongst themselves, it was clear Omega was not made to serve the Omi but perhaps it is the Omi who served him by bringing him into existence.

He wanted to see Omega again. He knew Omega would not awaken, but it was no use dwelling on his failure. When he had reached the inner sanctuary the Omicron had built surrounding the lake where Omega had landed his gazed upon the temple once more, in awe of how much nature had fused with it despite the way Omega had thrusted them across space and time.

“Omega…. if you can hear me, I need you now more than ever. We need to find our home. I know what my people have done, I know it was wrong, but how are we supposed to know where we’re going if we can’t see what’s behind us? Back on Earth there must be survivors who have made developments since then. We must know what they know, perhaps they too have learned the folly of their ways? Or perhaps war is inevitable. Either way we are limited in our knowledge. And with the interlopers at hand we may not survive another war!”

Quinn was aware Omega would not hear his words, yet he believed, he had faith someone, somewhere, did.