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The sky was a painting of two firey suns. If you removed one, the painting was ruined. Neither sun could exist without each other. Urteil, the red sun, was just past its highest point, with Zweifel, the yellow sun, just starting to rise in the sky.
Urteil was brighter. This fact was known to all Sicherans. Masses attract each other, atoms are made out of protons, neutrons, and electrons, and Urteil is the brighter sun. This is how it was, and how is would always be.
The Urteil system, as it was called, for what else would one call it, had one planet. On a galactic scale, the planet would hardly be considered inhabitable. To the average life form, the surface was unbearably cold. The wind made any sort of construction project unrealistic, and the planet’s core was made mostly of radioactive metals.
The radiation from these metals would kill a Human in five minutes. A Sicheran couldn’t live for five minutes without it.
Sicherans were once four-legged creatures, but slowly their front legs evolved to perform more complicated tags, and the race developed hands. The Sicherans were once a herd-based species, but as so many species who develop intelligence do, they evolved to form countries and nations. Though the average biologist might say it didn’t make sense, their minds also evolved.
Now, the two-legged perfectly grey-furred species is intelligent and advanced- or some might argue obtuse and uncivilized.
The Sicherans live in an absolute state of order. With a religious fervor, they educate their young in the history and ways of their planet, the intricacies of molecular science, biology, astrophysics, and mathematics.
Through their infallible mathematic equating, the Sicherans calculated with certainty that there were large amounts of other races in the galaxy. They deduced how to travel from star to star with metaphysical star drives and hyperspace engines.
And they have no desire to use any of that knowledge. They store it in their computers and appreciate it in its own way. They go back into their cave complexes and continue their religious reverence of the one thing they do have a desire for.
There was a plant in some small caves deep within the earth that might be better classified as a fungus. This plant was easy to grow, good in soup, healthy to eat uncooked, tasty when cooked, and an all-around miracle plant. The Sicherans loved it. They grew it in huge amounts in caves specifically designed for its growing. It was almost like a currency to them, though their orderly society had no need of such a chaotic thing as currency.
Every Sicheran was force sensitive. And not just force sensitive, but force sensitive. They knew the force down to its every last sub-quantum nuance. They knew the force scientifically, they knew the force spiritually. This is the one thing they were fervent about: the force and all its aspects.
And the plant. The plant without which the Sicherans would still be a bunch of cows on an ice planet somewhere in the mid rim.
The plant that makes whomever consumes it force sensitive.
The Sicherans have a very advanced explanation involving radiation and resulting cellular bound chlorine buildup in the plant. Just like they have a very explicable process for the radioactive metals in their core to replenish themselves.
But the fact remained that this plant was a miracle plant. And not because of its fine odor.
Anyone who did not consume this plant was killed. Anyone who consumed this plant and proceeded to access the Black Side of the force was killed. Anyone who consumed this plant and proceeded to access the White Side of the force was killed.
The grey force was what the Sicherans used. The grey force was what the Sicherans were allowed to use. The White Side and the Black Side made their users unorderly, made their users devoted to one set of ideals, gave their users iniative. And this was wrong. This was how it was before. This was what caused the conflict. The grey force was the only right way.
Urteil was brighter. Objects attract each other. Atoms are made of protons, neutrons, and electrons. The grey force was moral. Was morality.
On an ice planet in the upper middle of the mid rim.
Ignored by the rest of the galaxy.
In a binary star system.
Morals to kill for.
Ignored by the rest of the galaxy.
In a binary star system.
Morals to kill for.
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The sky was a painting of two firey suns. If you removed one, the painting was ruined. Neither sun could exist without each other. Urteil, the red sun, was just past its highest point, with Zweifel, the yellow sun, just starting to rise in the sky.
Urteil was brighter. This fact was known to all Sicherans. Masses attract each other, atoms are made out of protons, neutrons, and electrons, and Urteil is the brighter sun. This is how it was, and how is would always be.
The Urteil system, as it was called, for what else would one call it, had one planet. On a galactic scale, the planet would hardly be considered inhabitable. To the average life form, the surface was unbearably cold. The wind made any sort of construction project unrealistic, and the planet’s core was made mostly of radioactive metals.
The radiation from these metals would kill a Human in five minutes. A Sicheran couldn’t live for five minutes without it.
Sicherans were once four-legged creatures, but slowly their front legs evolved to perform more complicated tags, and the race developed hands. The Sicherans were once a herd-based species, but as so many species who develop intelligence do, they evolved to form countries and nations. Though the average biologist might say it didn’t make sense, their minds also evolved.
Now, the two-legged perfectly grey-furred species is intelligent and advanced- or some might argue obtuse and uncivilized.
The Sicherans live in an absolute state of order. With a religious fervor, they educate their young in the history and ways of their planet, the intricacies of molecular science, biology, astrophysics, and mathematics.
Through their infallible mathematic equating, the Sicherans calculated with certainty that there were large amounts of other races in the galaxy. They deduced how to travel from star to star with metaphysical star drives and hyperspace engines.
And they have no desire to use any of that knowledge. They store it in their computers and appreciate it in its own way. They go back into their cave complexes and continue their religious reverence of the one thing they do have a desire for.
There was a plant in some small caves deep within the earth that might be better classified as a fungus. This plant was easy to grow, good in soup, healthy to eat uncooked, tasty when cooked, and an all-around miracle plant. The Sicherans loved it. They grew it in huge amounts in caves specifically designed for its growing. It was almost like a currency to them, though their orderly society had no need of such a chaotic thing as currency.
Every Sicheran was force sensitive. And not just force sensitive, but force sensitive. They knew the force down to its every last sub-quantum nuance. They knew the force scientifically, they knew the force spiritually. This is the one thing they were fervent about: the force and all its aspects.
And the plant. The plant without which the Sicherans would still be a bunch of cows on an ice planet somewhere in the mid rim.
The plant that makes whomever consumes it force sensitive.
The Sicherans have a very advanced explanation involving radiation and resulting cellular bound chlorine buildup in the plant. Just like they have a very explicable process for the radioactive metals in their core to replenish themselves.
But the fact remained that this plant was a miracle plant. And not because of its fine odor.
Anyone who did not consume this plant was killed. Anyone who consumed this plant and proceeded to access the Black Side of the force was killed. Anyone who consumed this plant and proceeded to access the White Side of the force was killed.
The grey force was what the Sicherans used. The grey force was what the Sicherans were allowed to use. The White Side and the Black Side made their users unorderly, made their users devoted to one set of ideals, gave their users iniative. And this was wrong. This was how it was before. This was what caused the conflict. The grey force was the only right way.
Urteil was brighter. Objects attract each other. Atoms are made of protons, neutrons, and electrons. The grey force was moral. Was morality.
Maybe The End