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POV: Arthur Sinclair.
The very air itself was tense. It hadn't even been two years since Kaelastrum had been selected as a haven, and already an external power had become aware of the world. Everyone was panicking.
Everyone who was aware, anyway. It was decided to keep the imminent arrival of the Asgard a secret. That being said, all twelve raptors were fueled and ready to take off at a moment's notice.
The President had a room prepared for meeting Thor, and we waited. Six hours and fifty minutes passed in a flash when three massive kilometer and a half long warships arrived. They were caught on video by one of the many observation satellites placed into orbit.
Rather than enter orbit, they just began hovering at approximately 300,000 kilometers. We all watched as the cameras relayed the footage. And then suddenly, a flash of light filled the room we were in, and, sitting in his chair, was Thor. "Greetings. I am Supreme Commander Thor of the Asgard Fleet."
Arriston smiled and nodded, though I could still see the sweat pouring off him. "I am Arriston Pyrros, President of the Republic of Kaelastrum."
Thor was silent for several moments. "Whose memories will I be retrieving?"
A silent awkwardness filled the room, and I stepped forward. "That would be me." Before Thor decided to just beam me up to his ship, I continued. "I would like a couple of people to join me."
Thor is silent again for several seconds before he responds. "Very well. Who?"
Elder James and Ma'chello both step forward. I nod towards them before suddenly finding myself sitting on a rather comfortable chair.
The room was dark. A large screen covered one half of the room, with parts along the edge where several strange dark blue… beams (I wasn't exactly sure what they were). The back of the room was red, with strange vertical decorations of some sort.
Thor now stood at my side and before one of the strange terminals that were so common among the Asgard. He spoke as he began moving the stones around. "Bring the information that you wish to transmit to the forefront of your mind."
I furrowed my brow. "Do you want me to start from the beginning, or with the important information?"
There was no hesitation in his voice this time. "The important information first. If it is as valuable as you believe, then we will go from the beginning."
I started thinking about the Dakara Superweapon and was amazed at the ease with which I could access my own memories. It was almost as quick as trying to look through the tech blueprints.
In my head, I could rewatch the entirety of Stargate SG-1 Reckoning parts one through three. As my memory ended. Thor was silent. I turned to look at him.
He seemed to freeze as he looked through the information before he began moving the stones on his console back and forth in quick succession. I waited for him to stop before he turned back to me. "Now, you may begin from the start."
Rewatching an episode in my head took about 20 to 30 seconds, so replaying the entirety of Stargate, including SG-1, Atlantis, Universe, and all the movies, took about three hours.
As we reached the end, Thor was busy constantly moving around the Asgard Stones. "Fascinating. While there is significant inaccuracy, much of this information is correct. This is likely information from an alternate timeline."
I nodded. "There is still a lot of other stuff as well. I know some of it applies, but a lot of it probably won't."
Thor was quiet for a moment as he moved another one of his stones. "You may continue."
Next up were a series of YouTube videos; Tex Talks from the Black Pants Legion and the BattleTech Lore & History series from Sven Van der Plank. Battletech is a massive franchise, and most of my interaction with the story came from fanfiction. That didn't mean I wasn't interested in the lore though, and the kind people on YouTube had hundreds of hours of explainer videos regarding the lore.
After that was the entire Robert D. Moore Battlestar Galactica. I also ran over all the missions and ships that appeared in BSG Deadlock. I reviewed what little I could remember of the original BSG, but I hadn't seen it and didn't know all that much about the show.
From there, we moved on to other subjects, such as the Red King's Stellaris Lore videos, as well as my own recollections of various Stellaris games. Finally, came Gene Roddenberry's Andromeda and what little I knew of Warhammer 40K.
As my last memories of the Warhammer 40K Lexicanium ended, I turned to Thor, who seemed even busier. "Fascinating. I assume you are some sort of reincarnation, then?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Is reincarnation a common occurrence?"
Thor was quiet for a moment as he continued to move the stones around. At first, he had seemed almost standoffish, or as if we were wasting his time. That attitude had disappeared quickly as he had watched Stargate SG-1 alongside me. Of course, Elder James and Ma'chello in the background were just watching what they could, but the information was passing over the screen much faster than they could see.
"It is most frequent among those who have undergone ascension. It is not uncommon for such people to keep their memories even after returning to the sea of souls."
I kinda shrugged. "That was all the information that I know for a fact is relevant, but there is other stuff that I'm not really sure about."
"Continue. We have time." I raised an eyebrow but continued.
The hours continued to pass. The Asgard device was so advanced that I could literally count the number of times I had blinked during the entire process. During that time, I had replayed every work of science fiction I could think of. From Star Trek to Babylon 5, from Halo to Mass Effect to even Fallout and Subnautica. Everything I could think of was replayed inside my head and then saved by the Bilskirnir's computers.
As I finished replaying the last of my Fallout playthroughs, I turned to Thor. "I still have some things I need copies of."
He once more moved his stones. "You may begin."
I started with uploading the THOS. What would have taken me weeks of work just typing away at a computer was uploaded in less than a minute. Then I went through all the Inner Sphere technology, then the Goa'uld technology, and on and on. I didn't realize just how much information I had shoved into my brain.
Rewatching all the videos and TV-shows I had seen had taken so long because I had physically experienced all of them. It was more than just the shows themselves that were being uploaded, but the Qualia as well, or so Thor had told me when I asked him about it.
The blueprints were just pure information that my brain could access with ease and thus didn't need to be reinterpreted by the computer.
Then I got to the most… questionable pieces of information. With furrowed brows. I turned to Thor. "The next two things are more sensitive. Just a heads up."
Thor once more moved some stones and spoke. "Proceed."
Neither of the two pieces of code was particularly large. Just rather sensitive. Thor looked up at the display. "Fascinating. These are from the Contingency?"
I nodded. "That's what my memories tell me. I still have one more thing… this one is… well… more complex."
Next up was the Zoe Graystone Memory Engram. I wasn't really sure what to do about this one, but there wasn't much of a reason not to do anything, so I just uploaded it.
I just barely caught Thor freezing for several moments as he stared at the Engram on the screen, but just as quickly turned away and continued working.
As I finished reviewing the last of the blueprints, I nodded. "Alright. That's everything."
I had been on Thor's ship for three days. Every single thing I could think of had been transferred. Every piece of major science fiction. Movies, TV shows, video games, and even the few actual novels that I had read. I had even spent a few hours reviewing the various wiki pages I had seen.
Thor nodded and with a flash of light, I found myself in President Arriston's office. The man almost jumped as we appeared, but he quickly relaxed once he saw me. "Ahh. Arthur. I hope everything went well."
I shrugged and looked at Thor, who replied. "Yes. The Asgard High Council appreciates your decision to initiate contact."
On the president's desk, five Asgard stones appeared. "These contain copies of all the information we have been provided."
Another stone appeared on the table. "This is a communication device. We have already started eradicating the Replicators, but we have other threats that are more dangerous and more pressing than the Goa'uld that we will be busy dealing with once the Replicators have been defeated."
The President shuddered. "What other threats are we talking about?"
Thor was silent for a moment. "The group you know as the Tyranids. They are currently in the middle of invading three separate minor galaxies in the Local Group."
Arriston and I both froze before I suddenly realized that Thor had just said something rather important. "Wait, you've already started? Don't you need the Dakara Device before you can start?"
Thor stared at me blankly for several moments. "Yes."
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POV: Ra. Two days prior. Seven hours after Thor's arrival at Kaelastrum.
I received several dozen notifications from my Kara'kesh, all at the same time. I turned to my display and had it bring up the reports. A frown instantly graced my lips. The ships I had patrolling Dakara had all been destroyed.
I sent an order to dial Dakara immediately. My frown transformed into a snarl at the appearance of almost three dozen Asgard Bilskirnir-class vessels in orbit of Dakara. A ping hit me as the Asgard initiated contact.
On the display, the diminutive appearance of the little grey vermin appeared. How the mighty had fallen. "I am Sif of the Asgard Fleet. We are here to report 17 violations of the Protected Planet's Treaty."
My snarl deepened. "On what basis do you make these accusations!?"
The reply came in the form of various videos of System Lords sending Jaffa onto various worlds. I felt my snarl deepen even further; the useless fools. It seemed I would have to begin a purge. Before I could even respond. "We will take the Dakara Device as reparation."
I froze as its words settled. Before I could even respond, the transmission was ended. Without hesitation, I immediately ordered something to be sent through the Stargate. The weapon that gave me the title of Sun God.
I connected to several other transmitters within the system and watched as a flash of light went off beside the Stargate. I smiled in satisfaction, only to freeze as the light failed to expand as I expected it to. Worse, the Stargate was still connected.
I changed my view and watched as the ball of white energy caught in beams that were projected from the Asgard vessels. I grit my teeth; they had been expecting me to send a Nova Bomb through. Even worse, they had prevented it from detonating fully.
Seconds passed as the explosion simply dissipated into subspace, and I watched on in horror as the ground surrounding the Dakara Device was dug up to reveal a massive device hidden just behind the ground of the main temple.
I had worked so hard to hide the device — the ultimate weapon of the Ancients, capable of eradicating all life in an entire galaxy, if the need arose. Now it was gone, in the hands of those wretched little pests.
There was nothing I could do but watch, my fury bubbling just beneath the surface. As the last of the stone was removed, the entire mountain, which housed the device, lifted from the ground and was towed into space. Just like that, all the Asgard vessels had left.
I growled and turned to Anubis, my Horus guard. "Prepare the men. Now!"
The second major issue appeared when I began dialing the worlds of the Protected Planets Treaty. The Stargates failed to dial. They must have removed the Stargates from those worlds. There was nothing I could do but scream in rage.