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Ruki feels alienated? I can understand why. Has he met Rivkah yet?

Are they preparing him to be King of the Xenaya and/or Leader of Life 2.0 in general?
 
Ruki feels alienated? I can understand why. Has he met Rivkah yet?

Are they preparing him to be King of the Xenaya and/or Leader of Life 2.0 in general?
He met Rivkah as soon as he was born.

What Ruki will become is largely up to Ruki; Naomi and the Holocron know the future has many opportunities for beings like Ruki.
 
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Succession
"Succession"
15th Buri, 10 (2188)
Rivkah Of Unity

"Mum. About Ruki..."

She turns to me. "Go on?"

"Which of us will actually be queen or king after you?"

She tilts her head. "It depends whether Ruki even wants the throne... The Holocron reminded him that it wasn't all fun and games."

"How?"

Mum laughs. "Showed Ruki what his Mum and Dad did to gain him a realm to inherit. And what you did to take the Flagship."

"What?"

"You know the internal sensor logs from the slave ship? He showed him those. Ruki has realised he is afraid of command, of fighting. He'd much rather stay home than fight."

Her tone is strangely not unhappy. "Mum, isn't that an issue? Like, Ruki was designed for leading with his enhanced brain and muscles and bones and everything..."

She wraps her arms around me as best she can. "Rivkah, like any mother I just want my children to be happy, and if Ruki is happier away from the frontlines, there he can stay until circumstances force me into conscription. Besides, in character, Ruki is more like a grandson, not a son. And that complicates things."

I pull away. "What kind of things?"

She stands back. Her sabre flies to her hand as she cycles through sets. She finishes with a move that would bisect her opponent at the neck. "Empires rise in savagery. Our savagery began when I crushed the testicles and cut the throat of a man who raped me pretty much every day for years. It continued when I cut down another of my old rapists. And it will most likely continue as I rain down thermonuclear fire on a people who will choose ash over bowing to me. You will reign in ascendance Rivkah, when I am old and my hair turns white and only Buri finds me attractive."

She smiles wistfully at the last sentence. "And Ruki?"

"Empires fall in decadance. Ruki knows nothing of the hardships we've faced to stand where we stand. Ruki will hopefully never know what it is like to be raped like I do, nor what it is like to be forced to watch his family be executed like Buri does. What Ruki knows is prosperity. He is the sum of technological advances that blur the boundary between gods and men. And unless he learns that the path to the stars is through a field of thorns, he will end up like one of those fools on Olympus."

I sit down. "Mum, you're being really harsh on him."

She sits beside me. "Rivkah, you've studied the history of Human empires. Am I wrong?"

I think about the old names of Earth. "Overall point no, but Ruki is close enough to you and me that he could be trained like I was."

She nods. "Yes. I hope so." She sighs. "Rivkah, I don't deny that I have stacked the deck in favour of my children. Any mother would. But you and Ruki still have to prove yourselves." She looks straight into my eyes. "And you have."
 
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That was an interesting discussion of the cycle of empires (were you deliberately channeling the Muqaddimah a bit?)..

On the other hand, I can see people hoping to gain influence by making Ruki a puppet ruler. Would anyone in Life 2.0 be interested in doing that?
 
Night Worries
"Night Worries"
15th Buri, 10
Naomi Of Unity

Buri is my mattress as we lie on our little overlook, under a cloudless sky full of stars. He's gently holding me, my head rising and falling with his chest.

He's sleeping.

I'm not.

I'm laid awake, thinking.

Of my daughter.

Of my son.

Of my world.

Of my people.

Of our enemy. Their leering faces beneath the masks, their arrogance, entitlement, callousness...

I sigh as I look up at the sky.

I run my hand through my husband's fur, just like I have thousands of times in our marriage, turning my anger at MSI into something constructive.

I'm torn. On the one hand, I hope that the Olinbar of the colony are proof that there can be peace. That my savagery will not have to extend to genocide. But as my abusers flow through my memory...

Will they ever fear me?
 
Hopefully there can be peace, but I doubt MSI can still exist in such a scenario. Maybe a new Olinbar government can be set up if Life 2.0 ever defeats MSI?

Also... more importantly... will they hate Naomi? To paraphrase Machiavelli, it is better to be feared than loved, as long as you avoid being outright hated. Hatred can overcome fear, after all. That might be something for Naomi to think about.
 
I would rather be underestimated than feared, but being feared by ones foes has its uses, too.
 
Hopefully there can be peace, but I doubt MSI can still exist in such a scenario. Maybe a new Olinbar government can be set up if Life 2.0 ever defeats MSI?

A new government with the colony's Olinbar in charge is precisely what is being planned. What it will be is still a matter of debate among the colony's Olinbar in narrative.
Also... more importantly... will they hate Naomi? To paraphrase Machiavelli, it is better to be feared than loved, as long as you avoid being outright hated. Hatred can overcome fear, after all. That might be something for Naomi to think about.


One of her complications is that the generation of Olinbar now in charge of things is the generation who used her and discarded her. Naomi knows that the only fear she'll inspire is that felt by Hortensus Dexcius and Gaius Licenius. Her fear is that her rise must be as brutal as Ghengis Khan's rise from an outcast to emperor.

I would rather be underestimated than feared, but being feared by ones foes has its uses, too.
Underestimated is quite possible in this situation, and to an uncomfortable extent for Naomi, being relied on.
 
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Life2.0 Liberation Asset Design Bureau
Technical Brief:
"Intrasolar Primary Sector Asset Extractor"

Mission Brief:
"Asteroid miner"

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In-Universe:
{Define_Meta_Objective (Liberation_Causus-Belli_Victory)}
{Observation ("Nervos belli, pecuniam infinitam.")}
{Statement [pecuniam] = [Applied_Production]}
{Observation [Spatial_Resources] (Functionally_Infinite)}
{Define_Sub_Objective (Obtain_Spatial_Resources)}
{Define_Sub_Objectives [Obtain_Spatial_Resources] (AIoid_Biont_Mutual_Utility) (Carrier_Drone_Operation) (External_Refinery)}

Out-Of-Universe:
It's an asteroid miner, with two mining lasers and scoops for recovering mined resources. CoaDE puts a 100t recovered mass miner at around 15km/s delta-v with an MPD thruster with 50t of fuel and a wheezy but gets the job done 0.1-0.2 m/s^2 acceleration when loaded, which is enough for operating around all but the biggest asteroids. Payload is obviously able to be increased with corresponding reduction.

Could also be pressed into service as a laser weapon platform, of course.
 
Understanding The Enemy
"Understanding The Enemy"
6th Odoos, 10 (2189)
Ruki Of Unity

I'm five months outside Mother's body now, and growing fast. Mother has set me the task of learning how to fight in a variety of combat styles, so my sparring partner for the day is Titus Marius. He's a decent opponent, and the gladius is a rather different weapon to the sabre and foil that Mother teaches me in, much shorter.

Mother's war doctrine of encouraging boarding actions and the resulting CQC action makes it necessary to learn melee combat forms; I've seen the recordings of how she fought to take the Flagship. He winces as one of my sets of four catches him out.

"Well done Ruki, that's... Impressive."

"Tell me more about the social context of fencing within Olinbar society."

He looks at me. He's probably thinking about the briefing the Holocron gave him. "A parazonium-" Mother wears two of those "-is an officer's weapon that serves as a token of office, with the gladius serving as a more commonly used weapon. The practice dates back into the mythic era of Olinbar history, although in modern martial practice it takes a largely ceremonial role outside of duels for fame and fortune."

"What purpose do those duels serve?"

"Olinbar high society is a harsh place. Shareholder status reverts on death, while the subsidiary companies needed to obtain the funds required to purchase that status typically are only inherited by one child, which is intended to ensure healthy competition among children to prove their worth to the parents and society; you could describe Olinbar society as a weirdly skewed form of meritocracy. In that context, we need a way to solve feuds in a way that settles a matter decisively. Additionally, have you heard of panem et circenses?"

The definitions and dozens of related concepts flash through my mind from the data uploads my Mentor gave me, with Mother's teaching forming the base of my assessment of the concept. "Bread and circuses is a pseudo-benevolent Authoritarian principle of using welfare and entertainment to keep the wider population within desired parameters of morale and compliance."

"The duels are one such measure, offering a means of advancement within Olinbar society that offers a non-commercial path to Shareholder status, as well as a safe venting area for releasing certain Indentured Asset tendencies."

I extrapolate. "Which leads to offering military roles to second and third children who won't inherit to the higher classes, encouraging retention within the social structure and the formation of an officer core."

He nods. "Precisely. The lure of Shareholder status as an ultimate prize attracts, with the natural outcome of duels weeding out the unfit to lead."

"What other prizes are there?"

"Fame. Fortune. Military careers. Medics. Companionship Assets are always popular."

The last sentence is quickly spoken. "What's a Companionship Asset?"

He opens his mouth, then looks behind me just before he speaks. His face goes a strange shade of blue. He opens his mouth, then closes it again. He gulps.

Mother taps my shoulder. "Ruki, sometimes there are things that if you knew the answer to, you wouldn't want to know the answer."

Sorrow fills her tone of voice. I have no definition for the term on file. Titus is looking at his feet. Facial expression consistent with shame. I extrapolate. "Were you one, Mother?"

Titus looks like he wants the ground to swallow him. I turn to Mother as she picks me up. "Ruki, there's a reason this isn't in your database."

The pain Mother hides is apparent. I opt for hugging her, not quite sure how to respond otherwise. I look at Titus. I look at the way he avoids Mother's eyes.

I think about Mother's statement.
 
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Ruki's curious. I'm not sure that keeping Naomi's old status from him is a good idea, though. I thought Rivkah knew it, too, so why hasn't Ruki been told? Age? Necessity? Or am I misremembering Rivkah's knowledge?

It's nice to have more information about Olinbar society.
 
Understanding Ourselves
"Understanding Ourselves"
15th Odoos, 10 (2189)
Ruki Of Unity

I decided to stay silent after that, and finished up the session doing training with Mother as she continues to rebuild her strength and fitness after pregnancy with me.

Now I'm with my sister, looking at our strategic and tactical displays. There's one particular ship everyone is talking about - L2NA Ukulinga. Or Endeavour, to use the original term that's translated from. Our first Hyperdrive equipped ship, slowly travelling towards the hyperlane to the Tarevus system, a white dwarf. The ship is a real mix and match; a 56m pusher-plate pushes a vessel able to carry a hundred Kyaese with two spun rings for artifical gravity, escorted by a resupply tug. Test hyperdrive, come back, reload then take it's crew for colonising the outer asteroids MSI didn't bother charting.

I pan the view back to Hephaistos, where the first truly interstellar ships are under construction, their half a kilometre wide pusher-plates able to withstand and direct the blast of nuclear weapons that could kill millions if used as weapons, and turn them into torchships.

If they were going to use nuclear weapons though.

I turn my attention to the disassembly project on Kidore I - my Mentor leads efforts to set up an antiproton producing particle accelerator system. Logistic information flashes through from my database about the use of antimatter warheads that are - by a quirk of the immense mass of Uranium and Plutonium needed for torchships - cheaper than the fourty megaton combined yield bombs.

I review Mother's notes; her plans had strip-mining planets for their Uranium and Thorium to get the hundreds of millions of tonnes her offensive plans needed. Antiproton-proton reactions offer the same energy for a few kilograms a pulse unit, which reduces the fuel bill to something much more manageable and replenishable.

The accelerators are nothing new to the galaxy of course, but the wider galaxy adopts positron-electron pairs as those suit electricity production better, the power being used for impulse drives.

Impulse drives however, can't easily be weaponised - the systems are mass intensive in both propulsion and radiator systems and also expensive, requiring highly advanced materials we can't manufacture yet. Mother also intends to load up her warships with enough bombs to wipe out planets in a much more terrifying way than relativistic velocity kinetics.

Mother has very complex feelings about Olinbar. Her notes are very conflicted. Rivkah told me what Mother told her when she asked. I reviewed the recording of her taking Gaius Licenius apart afterwards. It's no wonder Mother married a man who only has sexual requirements one month a year. But equally, she doesn't want genocide - she wants a few examples made and the rest of the Olinbar to surrender afterwards.

I'm not sure. Gaius resisted to the last, and Mother drenched her sword in his blood.

Mother enters the room. She joins us, and we hug her. Mother strains to keep her feelings in check, but when she sees that we are looking at the offensive plans she sits and weeps for what she has to do. I extrapolate our conversation out. Should I condemn Mother for considering the deaths of hundreds of billions? The overwhelming majority slaves?

She looks at me. "Do you think I am a monster?"

I look up at her. "A monster wouldn't love them the way you do."

Rivkah looks at me. Then Mother. She pulls us both close.
 
Ruki's curious. I'm not sure that keeping Naomi's old status from him is a good idea, though. I thought Rivkah knew it, too, so why hasn't Ruki been told? Age? Necessity? Or am I misremembering Rivkah's knowledge?

It's nice to have more information about Olinbar society.
Rivkah knows. But Naomi wants to protect Ruki while she can.
 
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That was a nice ending.

I imagine that some Olinbar will surrender, but the leaders won't. Sometimes, harsh measures must be taken. At the same time, I think that Naomi and her kids are right in trying to avoid the measures being too harsh. A cycle of revenge would be horrible.

The last two updates were thought-provoking.
 
The Next Generation
"The Next Generation"
20th Odoos, 10 (2189)
Mei Hua

Osshi and I look at our Ruki.

The five months since Ruki's birth proved the concept have opened the floodgates as interspecies and same species couples start having genetically engineered children. Plus, it's become a top priority for Life2.0; just like Rivkah became a symbol of unity, Ruki has become a symbol of what Life2.0 should become.

Osshi has his claws between my fingers as we look at a visualisation of our child. The process begins with a conventional Human impregnation, and after that a modified Arishkan egg develops inside my womb; after a month I'll be induced to lay the egg, which then develops until hatching.

Barring immense amounts of surgery, it's still not really feasible to modify people already living - the complications surrounding altering trillions of cells simultaneously are staggering, which is why Tipheret HaMaadimi focused on germ-line modification.

The process is not without risks, but the colony is trying their best to manage them - the computational resources that go into the meticulous processing for each child dwarf all other uses, with the Neumanns having built cubic kilometres of quantum computers for running optimisation algorithms.

There are some restrictions imposed to avoid both designer babies and super-soldiers, but Naomi is more afraid of the formation of a genetically enhanced elite than she is of any other possible failure mode, to which she has a solution - make it available to everyone.

I let my hand move up my husband's arm flirtatiously as the egg in the visual hatches.
 
More children from interspecies relationships? Will that lead to the development of several new species that might have... unique characteristics (or abilities)?

I like the idea, though, and Naomi did deal with the main issue.
 
Parenthood
"Parenthood"
23rd Odoos, 10 (2189)
Daas

None of us want to send our children to war. We have all dedicated the last ten years to working as hard as we can to get the job done. But... Well, we've gotten settled. Established. Many of us have children. That is natural, and expected.

Naturally, as parents, we want the best for our children. And with the full scale roll-out of accessible germline genetic engineering, physical strength enhancements are very common.

Mine and Vorosh's young for example, their shells will not be purely calcium carbonate based like Vorosh's, but a backed by a slightly different one of Tipheret's changes, a derivative of the armour of the Earth snail Crysomalion squamiferum; attacks that would crush Vorosh, they will ignore.

Or take Ruki. Xenayan children are already among the fastest growing on the colony, but Ruki has an adult Human level brain in the body of exceptionally well toned toddler - the callouses on his hands and feet from the training with Titus Marius in swordsmanship as well as the general physical strength and fitness training with Naomi lends him a freakish performance for one so young. Once he's grown, he'll have a skeleton five times stronger and musculature to match.

As me and Vorosh sit in this Gene Clinic, there's dozens of couples attending waiting for checkups on their children or on the genetic research that will be their children.

And as wonderful as this is, it creates a problem.

Naomi has a very logical strategy - we don't have the industrial capability or the fleets needed to make fighting to destroy enemy warships our best option.

So, we aren't going to fight on that basis. Instead, we will change the paradigm; boarding actions and hacking systems.

Here's the trick - in space combat, advanced computers manage the overwhelming majority of ship functions. The project that Ykrett and I have been working on is a way of tapping in a Bevkiran into a ship remotely and seizing control of key systems. This is followed up by boarding craft breaching while we have interrupted the enemy.

Which is where it gets complicated.

Adult Ruki naked as the day he was born will be roughly as capable as Naomi in power armour. And if we put Ruki in power armour himself, then Naomi is obsolete. As is Ykrett, as the Holocron fully expects an adult Ruki to have the spare mental capacity to run a starship as the central computer like Ykrett's people were used for.

That is our problem; in a world where the children are so enhanced, how do we their parents remain current?
 
More children from interspecies relationships? Will that lead to the development of several new species that might have... unique characteristics (or abilities)?

I like the idea, though, and Naomi did deal with the main issue.
Definitely. We've had a five month timeskip.

Absolutely; Ruki is the tip of the iceberg, and as alluded to in the most recent post, Tipheret's genetic tweaking absolutely considered other animal and plant life from Earth for possible future improvements through splicing. But, this is at the same time, representing the logical outcome of Genetic Ascension in Stellaris; practically everyone gets Robust and Erudite traits.
 
Well, it looks like a possible caste system might emerge anyway. How do you prevent the genetically engineered people from taking over everything?

With the generation gap, though, some of the older members of Life 2.0 might actually want to retire. Of course, I imagine that some children are still being created the natural way, and they are going to have it rough.

Also, does Life 2.0 know MSI's operating systems, or is this "project" based off of trial and error? If they do know, how did they gain that knowledge (I can't imagine MSI willingly gave proprietary technology to their slaves)?