The Ongoing Suppression of Heresy in the Empire

 'The evil that men do lives on and on...'

Dark Age Apochrypha and Cultural Relics: Volume 3 - Raihannes Korhominen

In the last month I have participated in a series of fleet actions all over the Empire, which Khimi Harar (LUMEN) has either instigated outright or participated in as a key player, all of which have involved an apparent surge in public heresies, abominations and offences against the Word of God, culminating in the atrocity at Kahah III, which you cannot fail to have noticed since it triggered a subsequent explosion in the activities of the thought-long-dormant Equilibrium of Mankind and its apparently back-from-the-dead leader Ocilan Ardishapur. You will no-doubt have participated in some of the necessary suppressions of pockets of EoM heresy over the last couple of weeks across the wider cluster.

I present an overview of some of those operations below, in as much declassified detail as I am permitted to give:

The Fekhoya Inquisition

LUMEN became aware of a corporation of Triglavian sympathisers called 'Assimilation of Everything Triglavian', operating industrial facilities within the Parses system in the Fekhoya Constellation in Khanid. 

Backstory: LUMEN was very active on the side of EDENCOM during the time of the Triglavian Invasion. After EDENCOM's defeat and the establishment of the abominable 'Pochven' region, LUMEN has sworn to eliminate the Triglavian menace and those sympathetic to it from Amarr space wherever it is found, so leadership filed the necessary 'wardec' with CONCORD (since the Parses system is in high-security space) and we deployed to the Khanid Kingdom for a week to perform the necessary inquisition, suppression and purging of this heresy from the Empire in the name of God.

The operation was a complete success.

You will notice that some of the fleet were using Triglavian-designed vessels during this operation. I am not a spokeswoman for alliance fleet doctrines and the nature of those doctrines is nobody's business...

On the other hand I very much enjoy doing these fleet warp shots with the cam drones:

None of this is satisfying; we do this reluctantly, in service of His Word and of Scripture. If only people would recognise the Light and the Truth of God, and follow the True Path, none of this destruction would be necessary.

After this, we made a triumphant return to our staging system in the Fekhoya Constellation. I contemplated how my former home of Ashmarir was just a few short light-years away from here, and how different life was back then. 

I was so... 

adrift...

* * *

'The time to hesitate is through'

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The Mayonhen Suppression

My own ancestral homeworld of Mishi IV was orbited by a POCO facility that was assigned to the very same corporation that we had purged from Fekhoya. There were other POCOs in the same Mayonhen constellation that were also assigned to these infidels, these amateurs, these sympathisers, these... edgelords... 

There are several Ni-Kunni in LUMEN so this operation had considerable emotional and symbolic significance for us. We all made the long trip to Aridia to perform this spiritual cleansing.

Again, it was completely successful. 

It was such a pleasure paying a visit to my ancestral homeworld, it's actually been a while, well over a year. We took down POCOs in the Mishi and Avada systems and reestablished our own over Mishi IV, which pleased us greatly. 

It is fascinating to watch these things explode in such a variety of different ways...

Order is once again restored. May His Word guide my ancestral homeworld to peace and prosperity.

* * *

The Kahah III Atrocity

I don't need to give you the preamble except to say that members of LUMEN were present at all of the events that preceded this one, but I was unable to participate due to 'operational inconvenience' (jump clone timing, being far out of position etc.).

I was however in the right place at the right time when news of the Avatar bombarding Kahah III filtered into HQ. Our fleet was assembled and despatched within half an hour. A new record, I believe.

It was the largest fleet action I've ever participated in. LUMEN Harbingers and Guardians, and all the other capsuleer fleets involved, against seven Dreads and an Avatar.

It was spellbinding.

Horrifying.

The final engagement with the Avatar took place above the planet's terminator. I can only imagine what it must have looked like from down there.

It was operationally favourable to observe the engagement through the Tactical presentation in my neural link to the capsule and the ship, which gave a sense of detachment from the whole thing, a feeling of not even really being there, of watching it on a holovid.

All those lives, reduced to sprites, icons on a grid. The triviality of it. 

The fog of war indeed...

You will know by now that the Avatar had the time to fire several rounds of its Doomsday weapon at the planet's surface, laying waste to large parts of the habitable landmasses.

But with all our temporary capsuleer alliance's combined firepower, it was inevitable that the Avatar would fall eventually.

It was spectacular.

Relief efforts on the surface of Kahah III are ongoing, and will be for some time. There will be some evacuations; and much repair and restoration of the planet's biosphere after the Avatar caused a nuclear winter to exist. It will return to normal, eventually, because it is God's will that nature - the universe - always wins in the end.

But these events are all the evidence you need that dark hearts still exist in New Eden and they must be and will be purged from the Empire. 

'Only the good die young, all the evil seem to live forever.'

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Epicenter - Beyond The Infinite

 The J012635 System, Anoikis Cluster, 22:05 hrs NEST

The 'wormhole scanning lottery' - where you can't tell with any certainty which system in Anoikis you're going to land in without passing through, or taking that leap of faith.

It's been several years since I landed in one of these places.

There are just over a hundred of them. A hundred that we know about, anyway.

During my time in Signal Cartel I participated in a project that attempted to precisely locate the 'shattered systems' with respect to the rest of the Anoikis Cluster. The data concluded that they are a separate sub-cluster of star systems some 120 light-years distant from Anoikis. Not actually part of Anoikis at all. Whether the two clusters are gravitationally-bound is not yet known.

A single event, causing the disruption of all the blue giant stars in these systems that were all common to the same region of space; a disruption that caused all the planets in these systems to be laid waste. All the stars have, or had, these 'Epicenters' in a close yet stable orbit around them, all containing similar structures, all containing Sleeper and Talocan artifacts. 

They have been here for millennia, but probably not always in this state of disarray. Question: was this 'Epicenter' a facility? Were these pieces of wreckage once a functioning entity? What is it the 'Epicenter' of? Are those wormholes part of this structure or did they form later, after the event? Why are the wormholes too gravitationally-turbulent to approach?

Hypothesis: the 'Epicenters' were nodes of an ancient Talocan transportation network.

The rift phenomena were their wormholes; their gates to other systems - all the systems that are now 'shattered'. These systems were their homeworlds, after New Eden.

The rift phenomena are still powered, God knows how.

But wherever they went, whatever caused them to abandon this network, long preceded the 'event' that caused this spectacle, which is intriguing...

fascinating...

terrifying...

...because here is evidence of a power known only to God.

Because this is the power of a race that wanted to be Gods. 

Did they succeed?  

Where did you go?

The Sleeper Drones continue their surveillance of this place with all the patience of the Universe itself.

And yet they were not here first.

Hypothesis: the semi-stable, pseudo-randomly-occurring wormholes that have persisted ever since the same event In New Eden that caused this over a decade ago; the wormholes that we humans parasitically use to serve our whims and our purposes, our greed and our bloodlust and our constant need for conflict: those wormholes are a reactivated transportation network between Anoikis and New Eden and within, but it is a network that is malfunctioning, and there is nothing we can do about it.

May the Lord guide those with true faith safely through this abomination of a pretense to His power, His awareness, His benevolence, His wrath, for there is only one God. Only one true Faith.

Amen.

Dead Stick

 

Somewhere in Anoikis (J160739), 21:15 hrs NEST 

I Saw A Guy Doing The Cosmic Boogie Over Tanoo II

The new generation of Alphas and anyone less than about five years old in capsuleer terms won't know this, but they used to call these 'Meat Popsicles'. That's what it would say on the Overview that your capsule's firmware fed into your enhanced and implanted wetware:

Capsuleers often use the word 'immortal'.

We are nothing of the sort. Our consciousness endures subject to contract and our bodies are replaceable only when attached to external apparatus. Our soul is another matter entirely.

The dude in the image is no longer attached to anything. Not his ship, certainly not his conscience.

This can only have been a self-destruction. May God have mercy on this capsuleer's soul for I hate this kind of waste of resources and casual disregard for life.

I have not been 'podded' in five years. Look it up.

Only God is eternal.

...And So It Begins Again

I spent a year in Darwinism, which started out well, but then over a period of time I became spiritually adrift and rudderless. I took a sabbatical. Two years planetside, away from the capsule, all my assets in deep storage across three systems, living another life, an actual life, far away from the quixotic pointlessness of killing the unkillable. Two years of distractions, interests, lovers, businesses, and a rediscovery of my Amarrian faith. Two years during which I saw the holovids about them.

Not Drifters, who are no longer a thing, no longer a threat.

This Triglavian Collective, who showed up in New Eden as if from another dimension of reality; scratchy, mutated monochromatic holovids appearing to show them owning the Drifters asses and making mincemeat of them. Taming them. 

One of the Triglavian ships arrived in Yulai, right outside CONCORD's front door. The ship was battered, on fire, and had a thing hanging out the back of it like a hernia - its power source, as near as damn it an artificial black hole. Nothing good can come of that.

Then they started broadcasting stuff: hijacking the fluid routers with bizarre, pompously-delivered impenetrable nonsense about clades.

Then this Collective starts occupying and seizing systems throughout New Eden and concentrating on systems with blue stars and converting those stars into something horrific.

The power to do that; the will to do that; if our Amarrian forces had 100 divisions with this power then our problems with the Minmatar would very quickly be over.

Then this Collective went even further and took their new region of systems, called it Pochven and walled themselves off behind collapsed stargates, the sight of which is utterly terrifying. 

Because New Eden has now changed forever and will never be the same as it was. 

The vision of this shattered stargate in the Madirmilire system was revelatory to me. God's will informed me at this exact moment that the time was right to end my sabbatical and fight for the integrity and continuity of the Empire.

I had already left Darwinism as I knew for some time my path was taking me elsewhere. I now knew where I had to go.

The Imperial Society of Scepter and Crown.

SFRIM

I am now part of a group of Amarr loyalists working to preserve the sanctity of Amarr, the Empire, its interests, its citizens, its territory.  

From now on you can reach me in the warzone.

Amarr Victor!

All Roads Lead to Khanid, Part II: Poacher Turned Gamekeeper

The Trailing L5 Point Behind Ibani V, in the Ibani System in 'Cabeki Pocket' aka The Budar Constellation, Khanid - 12/5/119, 1105 hrs

I left the wormhole, because my work there was done.

Shortly afterwards, I left Signal Cartel, because my work there was done too.

It was a sudden thing. In the wormhole, over the course of a single day, I came to a series of realisations about my own ethical stance towards exploring Sleeper and Talocan archaeological relics.

In the wormhole, I'd seen enough, done enough, to know that I could no longer tolerate those archaeological relics and paleo-technological artifacts that I saw there, being plundered, ransacked, stripped, and stolen by capsuleers, all looking to make a quick and dirty profit by taking this stuff to a trade hub and selling it to some collector or industrialist, in return for a bunch of non-existent digital fiat currency that has no intrinsic value in the real world. Plundering those sites, when they actually need to be studied and learned from.

Studied, not sold.

A new, overall awareness arrived in my conscience like a beam laser through my forehead: if I can stop just one of those looters, then one fewer looters out there could make all the difference to understanding what the Sleepers and Talocan were, and to understanding the Drifter threat. It could be me that finds that piece of data that explains where they went and what they were (and are), instead of that data being found by some 'explorer' who doesn't stop to understand the significance of it, and goes on to flog it to some collector who doesn't give a shit, puts it on a shelf and leaves it there, forever undiscovered; or some industrialist who recycles it and turns it into something else, something designed to limit human knowledge rather than expand it.

I have the means to stop looters in their tracks. It is time to use Empress of Amarr as it was designed to be used: not as a ship of peace, but as a protector of a technological faith. It is made of Sleeper tech. It is part of what they were.

So I made the move. I locked the doors to my quarters in the citadel, resigned from Signal Cartel and re-emerged from the wormhole, back into New Eden.

There was just one corporation I wanted to move to.

To return to.

Outdated Host Productions - [PHP1] - the corporation I first joined when I left Hedion University, dozens of lifetimes ago.

I opened [PHP1]'s public channel and reached out. I got a swift and welcoming response, as I knew I would. I'd left on excellent terms 500 days earlier, and it was like I'd never been away. I had missed the Big K and its mostly-uninhabited lowsec 'pipe' that I had re-visited precisely once during my time in Signal Cartel. I missed the calming presence of The Cauldron in my cam drones' synthetic imaging algorithms. I missed Borgin's one-liners and Crystalline's urbane wit and elocution and passion for post-op cuisine. I even missed Jzma and Mechoj's turbulent leadership style (although I found since I rejoined that both are no-longer prominent in the Darwinism alliance now).

I missed the dulcet tones of Sul Glass, Bishop of the Seevadin Constellation - his ongoing doctrinal schism with Amarrian Orthodoxy alive and well (Sec Status -7.6) - now leader of Darwinism, which means Darwinism itself is guided from above. It was all the same old crew: Garen, Gettosmurf, Madrocks and Endiir, all still there like a universal constant (Endiir, what happened to those dreads man??).

Some other names I remembered had moved on since I was last in [PHP1], but that core foundation was still present.

All was well with the universe.

I considered the sudden and radical nature of my personal course-change once again while lobbing massive destruction at somebody's industrial facility today in Ibani - somebody I've never met, never even heard of.

It's about interests and objectives and how they align organically with those of others.

It's how and why, in the cam drone stills you can see here, I'm jacked into a stealth bomber as part of a fleet asserting Darwinism's presence in Khanid.

It's part of my job now, and I like it.

You might wonder how it is possible to live with what outwardly appears to be a complete 180-degree reversal of principle that comes with moving from a pacifism-oriented service corporation, to returning to a corporation that practices piracy and does crimes. The answer is in the principle itself and how it led to the realisation I arrived at that day in the wormhole: I never totally believed in the feasibility of Signal Cartel's pacifist policy in the first place; I just went along with it because it served my purpose to do so for as long as I wanted to stay there. My time in Signal Cartel was overwhelmingly positive, but now its core policy would become an impediment to the preservationist stance that I was about to take up, and as Signal Cartel itself states, if you can't abide by the credo, you can't stay.

I could no-longer abide...

I've left friends behind in Signal Cartel (on good terms, I hope), but progress and change and evolution are the dominant forces in the universe and resistance is futile (where have I heard that before..?).

There is nothing new about any of it. I'm just doing what humanity has always done: looked after number one. But I'm also looking to preserve knowledge.

Explorers: I'm coming for you now...