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Gods of Terra | Fiction: The Trial of the Magna

Agni looked about her, surrounded by hostile glances in the vast courtroom, presided over by a stern judge with a reputation for merciless convictions on the homeworld of the Kai’Siri, Sirug.

She was not happy with the current turn of events, as the jury, most definitely NOT her peers, had just ruled her guilty of the charge of high treason against the Exarchate.

She had only recently spared the giant planet Bruticus from being destroyed by a black hole in a literal change of mind from her prior avid patriotism for Empire, Exarchs, and People. This was completely unsuspected, as was her sudden shift of from Enforcer Prime to Agni the Earthwoman.

The judge was ready to pass sentence, decerebration resulting in death, when a sudden loud ‘Pop’ filled the chamber, and a strange figure appeared, along with another.

It was Sarusammog of the Gates, along with Agni’s adopted sibling, the Tempest, whose ginger hair, freckled complexion, and a strong, determined face even an Alien* would be intimated by, appeared in front of the judge’s podium.

“I hereby sentence you, Lady Magna, to…” His voice trailed off with confusion at the sudden appearance of the two figures.

The defendant spoke up, “I told you before, I am not that person. I am now addressed as Bhadromohila Agni Bose, and you will refer to me as such! I’m not the avatara of death you wished me to be. I stand for life and freedom for all peoples, not the heinous warcrimes of the Exarchs!”

The judge caught his composure and was about to finish sentencing her, when his face suddenly went grey and his eyes blank, to slump forward on the podium unconscious as though on cue.

Agni looked at Sarusammog and the Tempest with a knowing glance. There was an indicator light shining from beneath the fur over the Paradox harness that Sarusammog wore. He and the Tempest nodded to her.

“Well, alrighty then!” Sarusammog crowed, trilling to Agni, “That’ll teach those humans to put brain control implants in people! You’ll find out soon enough dearie that the terrible past they gave you never happened, and it’s the judge who was given the implant as a sedative for crippling tremors! Come along, girls, We’ve a universe to explore, and books to collect! That, and I’ve just composed an instrumental piece you’ll love!”

He smiled, purring, his overly wide grin nearly splitting his felinoid face as he pulled a set of drums out of thin air. The trio then vanished, and the courtroom emptied, a confused jury, bailiffs, and attendees wondering why on Sirug they were there to begin with!

*1970s Movie by Ridley Scott Reference, Hint, Hint…

Eldritch Nine: Sarusammog of the Gates

Prominent among the Nine who are One is an old associate and long-time ally of the King of Shards: In ancient texts called “It who Scratches at the Gates,” the Gate Scratcher for short, is also known by Its proper name and titles, Sarusammog of the Gates, Master of Time, Lord of Paradox, and Patron of the Fourth god of Terra.

Sarusammog’s appearance resembles something out of a Lewis Carroll story, a seemingly nonsensical mix of furry caterpillar, sans hookah, and long-furred feline with a Cheshire cat-like expression, either comical or creepy depending on who’s looking. Fur-covered tentacles ending in clawed paws with opposable thumbs give it an almost noodle-armed appearance, and these extend from Its upper body segment in two rows just below the head.

It is the first and last of its species to pioneer and perfect the science and technology of time travel, and is in the Gods of Terra setting the unparalleled master of that as a science and as an art form.

It early on also pioneered the fields of Paradox theory and Paradox engineering, and an experiment involving these was the cause of Its own species’ demise, erased from a history in which only The Gate Scratcher was spared.

It is the only being in the resulting altered timeline with any direct knowledge of Its species’ former existence. Even the King of Shards does not know.

Paradox engineering is the application of the laws governing the geometry of spacetime to restructure reality, allowing to happen what would otherwise be physically and even logically impossible given the fundamental structure and behavior of the universe and its spacetime metric.

In fact, neither It nor the King of Shards has any awareness of the others’ current status and whereabouts, such do the mastery of space, time, and reality of each being mutually cancel detection of the other’s presence in the current era of humanity.

The Gate Scratcher’s spacetime travel and paradox technology has been woven into Its very body and brain on the molecular level, permitting It free bodily travel anywhere in time, space, and as well to nearly any reality in the multiverse, as can the Tempest with her own Prime hypershard, Its gift to her.

It is a rather congenial being, and ranges from amusedly indifferent to friendly regarding humanity. It loathes Suthidruu and will destroy them on sight whenever able to.

Just don’t call It “cuddly” as exception may be taken. If that happens one may be sent somewhen or somewhere else unpleasant in an instant of relative time. It does like to have Its fur groomed regularly, though tongue-baths are out of the question.

Its presence does not have a detrimental effect on human minds, unlike the various non-humanoid avatars and the pure incarnation of the King of Shards, but the constant toothy grin and trilling purr in Its voice may put many on edge. It practically oozes confident, predatory charisma despite being rather amiable, and Its voice may have hypnotic effects and even a hint of humor, and when angered, mixed with subtle menace during conversation.

The Gate Scratcher delights in riddles, jokes, and wordplay, and occasionally grants some minor gift, usually a favorite book to one who knows an especially amusing, original, and/or clever one not heard before. And It’s heard a lot of them. It lives onboard a starship, the only real purpose of the vessel being to serve as a mobile dwelling place and somewhere handy to keep Its stuff…

That would include a massive private collection of books from all times and planets visited. It includes originals, or near-perfect replicas, of every book supposed lost forever, from the Great Library of Alexandria in its prime, among other places and times. Never try to steal them, though, as the price for theft is being paradoxed out of existence!

Its collection of science, occult lore, mathematics, philosophy, mythology, and history hail from every inhabited planet It’s ever visited. This includes worlds yet to exist, and the distant past of worlds now dead or destroyed.

It is not easily offended, but roused to anger the cuddly demeanor drops, and the Gate Scratcher becomes a whirlwind of fur, teeth, and claws bent on one goal—taking down the guilty party, in the most efficient, ruthless, way possible.

That’s one reason why It has survived to the present day…that, and a healthy dose of time travel.