The Wars of Zegandaria by Atanas Marinov, Atanas Marinov, Atanas Marinov, Atanas Marinov (best thriller books to read .txt) 📖

anyone remembered him, except Kenji and a few other people who witnessed the conversation with Elmbaum. Hans Auslander had lived like a traitor, acted like a traitor, and finally just died like a traitor. It was so natural. The deep qualities of a traitor remain so to the very end. He was forced to act out of his own motives as well. The truth was that some people simply had nothing else to shine with. Such was the case with Auslander.

Ennio Hammer sent himself into exile. There he could collect his wrong thoughts. There she would remember Mieru and what he had done to her. There the hatred for his enemy Andrew Dislan would burn him. It was perfectly normal for him to stay on some lonely planet and try to survive on his own, or just vegetate in the sparsely populated part of some other planet. But what kind of life would that have been? The crew of the Space Second Ring scattered in different directions. Military discipline could not hold the men, given that the military facility in question no longer existed and their commander was giving them vague and obscure orders, not out of duty, but out of self-interest.

One evening Ennio Hammer was encountered by a group of frenzied marauders on one of the sparsely populated planets beyond the Dvest Quadrant. He was trying to survive, though he had long since become a mental wreck and images of the past kept surfacing before his eyes. The planet didn't even have a real name, but bore an alphanumeric designation - CFRG 1583. He had visited a small inn, as the population inhabited simple Zervilons that had an even simpler construction than the Xentari. The planet's atmosphere was too rich in various vapors so standing outside the well insulated Zervilons was not advisable. Ennio was gripped with melancholy towards his former power, but his instinct for self-preservation was still working flawlessly. He rose to go. While he was in the tavern a number of malicious glances shot him, but when he wanted to meet them with a look of dignity they avoided him. He felt they were about to destroy him. This time for good. Perhaps some rumor had reached him even here. He hadn't stayed in one place long since he'd escaped with the crew. He'd traveled to a sum of planets, some more backwater and deserted than others. But nowhere could he find a safe haven. A drunken argument broke out on the way out, which escalated into a brutal brawl. Ennio was defending himself. He wounded one, then a second, even a third with his laser cutter. But the fourth drove a piece of eulorast into his suit's splinter to cause decompression. The result wasn't long in coming, and though the suit repaired itself, as the damage done wasn't severe, very soon he began to suffocate from lack of oxygen, because they had affected the compressed air aspiration system. This made his movements sluggish and uncoordinated. One final blast of elmosator thermoplastic finished him off for good. He was killed and the remains of his body scattered in different directions.

- 'Look at him, he was a very important ex-military man,' said one of the uncouth men who were molesting his corpse. 'What are you looking for here?'

- 'We'd better get out of here, because who knows what might happen to us,' said his comrade. 'At least we took his valuables.'

- 'Well, they weren't much,' laughed the other. 'But you're right, it's not safe here.'

Their footsteps faded into the distance. Ennio was dead, his lifeless eyes bulging. The glass of his spacesuit was shattered. In the reflection of the viewfinder, the receding silhouettes were visible. It was too sad to die alone and abandoned. The one who had caused so much harm to the people of the planet Zegandaria. Here, at least, his body could find rest. Forever! The all too banal decay of a man like Hammer was perhaps all too instructive, as this man had once controlled the entire skies of Zegandaria. There - high in the sky - he had felt like a god. And now, lying down on the ground, he was much closer to the worms. But there weren't even any worms on this planet because of the weather conditions!

There was a lasting peace on Zegandaria because the planet was beginning its new life. Now unfettered by the struggles of the past, trade had intensified and many of the few survivors were beginning to realize how small a part of the galaxy they were. They considered their planet too special, but many other races came into contact with them. It turned out that Gordon had been in contact with them much earlier as well. But now it was different! The races of Oz Tu Nal, the Fiddle People (their real name was erzonians), and many others were their friends, even though they were at an indescribably great distance from their planet. Now they could all look to the stars in peace. For they were at home. It was the time of the new children of Zegandaria. As well as all those who would be born after them. The time of us all!

As they settled the problems of their home planet, they decided to explore the space beyond the Unknown Quadrant. Of course Kenji, Mark, Paul, Sasia and all the others were long gone among the living. Their descendants did, and so did the heirs of their heirs. Many generations contributed to making this happen. It was not without surprise that they discovered that a whole new universe began from there! Apparently the Universal Voice had been protecting them all this time!

A new story was beginning, the subject of a more elevated consciousness, but that is a story for another day.

 

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An allusion is made that the heroine fits a lonely and quiet place like this. The word demon comes from Greek and until the 5th century B.C. meant only ‘god’, ‘deity’. An allusion is made to Dislan's ability to escape from any traps his adversaries set. The god Thornus is a fictional god of the Myeranians. He appears as an unspecified superior creature with slightly human features, but Myeranians features, which are large eyes and fair skin. The parsec is approximately equal to 3.26 light years. Magnetars - neutron stars with magnetic fields. Implosion - a process in which objects are destroyed by collapsing (or squeezing) on themselves. Mort - from the English, the whistling of a hunting horn that heralds the death of the hunted animal. A famous Myeranian proverb - 'Only the victors get eternal peace.' Rien - from Latin nothing. Again the allusion is made that this flower turns every material or immaterial thing into nothing and makes it disappear. On the other hand, it comes from the Latin res, which means ‘thing, affair,’ making an allusion to the social and political affairs of the planet. The seburnagian tyrphan, an animal of the family of the Marhabeans. Something between a lamb and a llama. With tasty meat and a rather nasty temper. A play on words - from the German ausländer meaning foreigner. Here it is used in the sense of someone who is foreign to something. Zervilon - a net-like structure enclosing a massive flexible skeleton of nanomaterial. Something similar to a huge tent. Imprint

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IN THE VERY DISTANT FUTURE, A FIERCE WAR IS BEING FOUGHT BETWEEN TWO SUPER-CITY-STATES, ENSARIAN AND IMGRADON, ON THE PLANET ZEGANDARIA OVER THE RESOURCES ZEGANDARIAN KEVLARITE AND INTERON FUEL. THE TWO CAMPS BEGIN THE CLASH LIGHTLY AS A JOKE WITH GOOD INTENTIONS MUCH LIKE CHILDREN, BUT FROM A MINOR DISPUTE AND LOCAL CONFLICT, IT QUICKLY GROWS AND SPREADS TO THE ENTIRE PLANET, AND LATER EVEN REACHES UNIVERSAL PROPORTIONS. MANY OTHER DISTANT PLANETS SUCH AS SEBUR NAG AND OSONIA ARE ALSO INVOLVED. GRADUALLY, ALL THE RACIAL, MORAL AND RELIGIOUS FAULTS IN THE VIEWS OF THE INHABITANTS OF THE PLANET BECOME APPARENT, WHO FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON CANNOT COEXIST. TWO BRAVE TEAMS OF ADVENTURERS RACE AGAINST TIME IN THEIR ATTEMPT TO STOP OR AT LEAST REDUCE THE HOSTILITIES AND THE NEVER-ENDING FIRE OF HATRED TO BE EXTINGUISHED. ALL TOO SOON IT BECOMES CLEAR THAT THE FURTHER HUMANITY'S TECHNOLOGICAL ADVANCES HAVE GONE, THE FURTHER BEHIND CONCEPTS LIKE FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE HAVE BEEN LEFT. EVEN NEWBOR