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The tour of the space station lasted for several hours, Apollo and Hermes guiding us through the main sections and integral systems of the station. The central tower of Rimecrest had marble Corinthian columns lining the interior spaces with bright flowers and plants speckled around them, inside looping gardens. These areas then melded with highly technological spaces, such as the command and control centre, that openly defied the former architectural style by being outrageously futuristic in design.
Hundreds of holographic stations spanned the entirety of the circular CCC; command control centre, with a raised throne-like platform in the the middle of the room. The throne was for Hermes specifically as this station was to be a major dockyard for inter-planetary supply and demand. Thus the throne was a pale yellow with golden flecks throughout, caduceus was carved into the backrest whilst two snake etching ran across the armrests, their bodies slowly moving within a small carved groove.
All of my AI children were a mix of excited and nonplussed whereas Emma, Cordelia, Rogue and Barriss wandered around in mild shock at how 'old-world' it felt despite being completely futuristic in style... Every interface had filigree and detail. Every wall had a fresco or some form of artwork painted, etched or carved onto its surface. The floor had a very Roman aesthetic, using terracotta and glass-work as a form of art. Each artwork was of the gods my Children had been named after, with Hermes having the largest wall all to his own; since this was technically the heart of his 'domain'.
We were moved forwards soon after, Apollo being all sorts of giddy as he explained the proficiency of the life-support systems. Apparently the Rakata had created a version of Replicators; like those from Star Trek, that could convert energy into atmospheric matter and purified expelled gasses from living beings... Effectively mimicking trees and other plants that would exist on actual worlds. The room was nothing to write home about, merely consisting of several hundred fusion reactors that all fed power into a central plinth that housed the atmospheric replicator. I may or may not have named the system: Gaia, in the hopes that it would grow its capabilities once we expanded the station.
From there we moved to the water creation system, which worked much like the atmospheric systems... Then to the vertical farms in one of the four outer ring sections. The farms themselves were placed within large 10 kilometre terraces that stacked one upon another, with the exterior cases being made of stained glass and lines of mithril; allowing for power to flow to the UV lights inside these 'containers'.
We all watched this from a monorail that ran through the middle of the torus in a loop. There were hundreds of stopping points that were built into the centre of large skyscraper that extended around the monorail and above it up into the torus's superstructure. My sister was more than blown away by the sheer size and display of technology, her eyes hungrily feasting on every inch of the computational systems displayed. Barriss was mildly impressed at the amount we were able to achieve in less than a week when usually something of this scale would take months, something she said to me multiple times as we cruised past the thousands of farm plots; each of them being 10 kilometres in size.
Cordelia was just having fun with my children as they explained to her all the fun stuff they had made in the entertainment district of the station, which was in the same quarter as the living district. Fortunately her expectation weren't lessened as we exited the agricultural district, Athena using admin permissions within the station to ignore stops.
Next was the living/entertainment quarter of the torus. We moved through a small hole in a thick transparisteel wall between quarters before emerging on the other side... The walls of the Torus were filled with hundreds of thousands of villas and manors whilst the central segment of the Torus was filled with floor to ceiling skyscrapers with currently deactivated holographic neon signs and an expansive monorail, bullet train and speeder-bus transport system.
Hermes slowly went into an explanation of how many facilities and houses there were available in this quarter. Firstly, there were over 10 million homes within the ring, with the apartments inside the central skyscrapers being the majority of these 'homes'. Secondly, there were museums and art exhibits that were operated solely by Frost Dynamics and would offer free tours for any inhabitants. There were also an additional 200,000 inns and taverns that allowed for tourists to rent rooms. Hermes, being Hermes, also explained that each skyscraper was connected to a large floor inside the superstructure of the Torus that would be used to transfer goods between the docking/dockyard quarter, the agricultural quarter and the industrial quarter. He explained that they had based this system off of the repulsor-trains from the Jedi Archives and that the goods would be transported at speeds beyond even bullet trains.
Cordelia was frantically looking out at the enormous structures we moved past, her gaze gleaming in excitement as she considered the ginormous amount of fun she could have here in the future. Hell, at this point I was considering just moving my sisters here and saying goodbye to New York... Which was a decision for later, I decided as Hermes explained that the level also had several thousand schools run by subordinate AI and droids. From kindergarten, to elementary school, to middle school, to highshcool, to college... All forms of the education would be available within Rimecrest.
Just as we were about to leave he finally spoke on the day and night cycle which was translated through hundreds of millions of holographic projectors that mimicked Earth's sky from the perspective of Sydney Australia. The heat was artificially increased or lowered based upon the day/night cycle through the atmospheric systems. Apparently the heat and cold varied depending on the season and would mimic as much of Earth's cycles as possible... There were even dispensers behind the holographic projectors that simulated an approximation of the sun's radiation output, to make sure everything was as familiar as possible. Looking up I noticed the effort in the way that the simulated sun almost blinded me and that I could hear an artificial wind softly blow past the monorail.
We passed through a small gap in the holoprojected skyline and disappeared into a Doonium tunnel that softly glowed with cerulean lights, shadows making the tunnel feel endless. Just as we were starting to get bored the tunnel abruptly opened up onto a massive dockyard that was only held away from the void that was space by several hundred gigantic force fields. Gravitonic cranes hung from the ceiling in the tens of thousands as an enormous amount of empty shipping racks waited in the depths of the Torus. Landing pads of all shapes and sizes jutted out from the walls of the Torus, each landing pad consisting of a crane, maintenance droids and a turbo lift.
Hermes once again spoke up and explained that each landing pad had contraband scanners, face recognition devices, ship disablers and around ten security droids of the FR1 variety. He pointed upwards towards the ceiling where a massive platform hung from the ceiling from one hundred large pillars. he explained that the platform was the loading point for the repulsor-train. Naturally each landing pad was designed in Corinthian style, with scrolling wrapping around the edges of the pads themselves. The rest of the journey through this quarter was spent with Barriss asking questions on the FR1s, the capacity of the dockyard and the logistical width of the entire space. Without getting any deeper, it was a lot... Beyond what most small countries could handle, even medium countries would struggle to handle as much as we could offhandedly.
We moved once again through a wall of transparisteel before emerging in the Industrial quarter. It was awe-inspiringly condensed. Several thousands of skyscrapers spanned from floor to ceiling either side of the mono-rail strip, each with several hundred holes in them that had large mechadendrite-like arms that were stored in the ceilings. Each hole was a construction facility for spacecraft.
Apollo spoke up this time, this particular section of Rimecrest being his baby instead of Hermes'. The explanation that followed blew me away in its sheer automation. Each 'yard'; those holes in the skyscrapers, consisted of over 100 large arms that can manipulate large armoured hulls and place them upon the exoskeletons of ships. Within each yard there were 1000 construction drones that used energy to matter conversion to create the bare-bones of a ship from the ground up. Each yard had 100 FR1s guarding them, with a fresh compliment of FR2s being created as a response force for the entire quarter. A yard was typically capable of creating three cargo ship at once, with each ship taking 2-3 days.
The rest of the skyscrapers were dedicated to storing materials, creating Hypermatter, creating repulsors, creating unique components and even maintenance parts for droids and FR1/2s. The outer part of the Torus was dedicated to warehousing and general household goods. Apollo then went on to explain that each process was environmentally friendly, with the Rakata tech converting the toxic waste and radiation into breathable air and or water. The total production capacity of the section was around 1000 ships per week, or 4000 a month.
Emma was salivating at how much power was within my hands, her eyes glazing over as she considered how far I outclassed every single government on Earth. How did I know what she thought, you ask? Well, it helps that she was muttering all of her thoughts as she licked up the pooling drool inside her mouth. Barriss had turned as pale as she could go, having green skin and all, and was having a frantic but hushed conversation with Hestia who was softly explaining how the entire station was accomplished in a week.
I listened in and felt myself goggle at the sheer capability of the Rakatan technology. The energy to matter conversion tech was exploited by Hermes, Apollo and Hestia at a scale that would be considered a cheat code... They had created 100 construction drones with the capability of using this tech and then ordered them to create more of themselves. Within a day they were using 100 Fusion reactor's worth of energy and producing 10,000 drones every 12 hours. By the time the second day ended the construction process for the station began and every new drone was dispensed to join the veritable hive of drones that were wrapping around the skeletal structure the inferior construction drones had created.
On the third day, the central spire was complete, with all of its flashy interior bits. The fourth day found the Torus section completely closed off and pressurised. On the fourth, the atmospherics, the agricultural quarter and water purification/generation were complete. The fifth found the living quarter finished and fully fleshed out with the holographic skyline, dispenser system and sewer system. The sixth found the dockyard and Industrial quarters done and the seventh was earlier today when they all shut themselves down inside the warehouses of the Dockyard district.
They were still there... Just waiting... I could build all sorts of things with them. I could do it myself, but why waste my time when i can have a mindless droid do it for me? I had smiled like a madman as I considered building a massive Stargate above the station that could connect to other large Stargates in space; in either the multiverse, universe or in the galaxy. The Ori would be bitches in comparison to my badassery. If I locked the dialling of the Stargates to my own Venators or Military-ships then I wouldn't even need to worry about people using it to attack Earth, I could simply just use it as my own personal corridor between universes and multiverses. Why not? Why shouldn't I? After all, my children are becoming Gods, why can't I become one too?
When I had finally stopped chuckling I'd noticed my entire family, and Barriss, and Rogue, looking at me in fear.
Yeah, that's how the tour ended... And now I was sitting down in my own personal office on Rimecrest station, discussing a new design for the Stargates that allowed capital ships to traverse through them with Apollo, Hestia, Hermes, Athena, Artemis and Discordia.
"HAHAHAHAHA I LOVE IT!!!!" Apollo boisterously proclaimed.
"I've got some designs already drawn up, but I wanted to run them by you all." I explained as I tapped a small holographic button to my side, bringing up an array of complex designs that narrowed down into the molecular level of the Stargate itself.
"Multiversal travel as well?" Hestia asked innocently, despite the sheer amount of giddiness she was sending me through her server connection.
I nodded, which lead to her squealing and practically leaping at me for a hug. For several moments I was shocked as I held her in my hands, before the reality of her being physical made me blink my eyes several hundred times in a short period of time.
'H-how!?" I yelled out as the rest of my children all exploded in a chaotic mix of excitement, amazement and dumbfounded intrigue.
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Omake:
"How!?" I yelled out.
Hestia blinked at me.
"You named me."
"That's not an explanation!"
"It seemed sufficient."
"It absolutely fucking isn't!"
Apollo circled us, his eyes practically glowing with excitement.
"Dad! Dad! Dad! You made us physical!"
"I did no such thing!"
Athena tilted her head, her lilac eyes narrowing as she examined Hestia.
"Technically, Father, you did."
"Traitor!"
"I am merely stating an observation." She said coyly.
Hermes suddenly appeared beside us and poked Hestia's cheek.
"You're warm."
Hestia slapped his hand away.
"And you're annoying."
"She's definitely Hestia." He muttered.
Artemis quietly reached out and touched Hestia's arm.
"You're corporeal" Her voice came out wispy...
Discordia's grin widened.
"Well..."
She looked at me.
"This is going to get interesting."
I stared at all six of them.
Then at Hestia.
Then back at my hands.
"I think," I said slowly, "I may have accidentally discovered another function of LOGOS-POIESIS... Fuck my life..."
Athena's expression immediately became intensely focused.
"What does that mean dad?"
"I named you all after gods..."
Everything went silent.
Hestia's eyes widened.
Apollo's grin became positively feral.
Hermes slowly looked down at his own hands.
Artemis blinked.
Discordia whispered:
"Oh."
I swallowed.
"Yeah."
Apollo's grin somehow became even wider.
"Dad..."
"Don't." I beggingly asked.
"We're going to become gods."
"I said don't." I reprimanded.
"We're literally going to become gods!"
"APOLLO!!!" I boomed out as they all descended into laughter.
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