3014 A.D. The Evolve Trilogy 'Rise Of the Goddess'

By Seakiel Ashe

It's 1000 years in the future, mankind has discovered 'God' through science, this intelligent power now utilized by billions, the purest of fuel, a vast power that can never deplenish. As billions live in colossal floating metropolises, cradled in the sky, high above man's expectations and humble beginnings, the universe seems to blossom with intergalactic friendship and goodwill.

Science is now a sister of esoteric spirituality, both intertwined in a world were humans live to the best of their abilities, truly understanding their immortal rights as living gods. Humankind is not alone in their advanced understanding, contact was made with the first intelligent alien race some 985 years ago. 1,000 years later, over 20,000 alien races are known, living side by side with humans, sharing their particular cultures, language, foods, goods as well as love. In a highly advanced world where high esoteric magic is utilized as a source of fuel, all seems perfect, even the old gods, once thought to be delusions held my many, have taken on physical form, their appetites for life just as grand.

This world seems to the utopia that mankind has been craving for thousands of years, that is until an innocent discovery is made, one that will threaten the lives of 5 friends and lovers, chasing them from dimension to dimension, world to world.

3014 A.D. follows the courageous lives of 5 people, some chased, kept from the clutches of death, others chasing death, traveling back ages through time, unraveling plans that will endanger billions, all while falling in love and discovering exotic new worlds, within themselves as well as all around.

No one is safe - danger is everywhere. But so is life and love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBookIt.com
• Release date: Apr 26, 2016
• ISBN: 9781456624668

Book preview

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Chapter 1

Dorothy - We're Not In Kansas Anymore....

David...I love you,....do you see me?

A powerful jolt.

Restless sleep.

Turning slowly.

A foggy sense of self ascends from the murky depths of dreams and errant thoughts.

A body rolls over for the comfort of a spot not yet tainted by human heat,a quandary that is frustrating and futile.

Eyes start to open,unglued from the disjointing realm of suspended thoughts,blurry with unrecognition and haze.

Each finally opens as sleep, crusty and meaningless in its intent, finally allows a solution.

Glaring at the gold ring on his middle ring ringer,David mumbles absently, intent to sleep.

This damn thing doesn't work.

The human gently rubs the cool,thin gold band as his fingertips feel the etched inscription, as if some type of exotic braille.

He turns the ring to the left ever so slightly, the smallest of motions.

Quickly,a familiar sensation suddenly flows over the man's physical body, a warm bath of well beings and bliss that milk and honey would not compare.

Starting at his hand, David feels a gentle glow of ethereal energy making its way up to his brow,contentment and peace now melting across his troubled brow.

With eyes heavy from thought and dire need, he considers to himself.

Not bad for two paintings and 2,000 life credits. Not bad at all.

Sleep quickly encloses the human's mind like a cloudy thought,even as random worries dart across his consciousness.

David finally settles in until all is gone.

The human slips further into what is known in this present world as 'preternatural comfort' or 'Ease' as it's known on the gritty underworld streets.

A sense of bliss and well-being provided by the divine energy now flowing through his spiritual being. Everything seems to be wonderful, possible in every way.

It is the year 3013 AD, 600 years ago man discovered God,the central energy of all creation through a series of scientific experiments based on time and inner space Warp Travel.

It was a mistake, a colossal lucky accident and man has not looked back.

Through a mixture of mind numbing advanced technologies as well as a burgeoning cosmic consumption of of esoteric earth-based ancient mystical practices,the 'Energy Of All' is now funneled, distributed,and sold to the highest bidders around thousands of galaxies.

Every day simple objects can now being infused with these mystical preternatural energies.

Many times, these celestial energies are amplified to dangerous levels that are not meant to be absorbed by humans.

Spiritual consumption of this cosmic lifeblood in its spiritually dangerous pure form often creates a blissful state that is highly addictive for humans as well as many alien beings.

This practice, as well meaning as it seems, often creating beings that quickly become addicted to the overwhelming bliss.

These addicts are called 'bliss junkies' or 'holy rollers'.

In this advanced time, mankind has a direct understanding of God,a comprehension that would marvel past centuries.

What was once considered the 'Alpha and The Omega' can now be infused into everyday consumer items like energy drinks and popular advanced technologies like David's Personal Holographic Display System,taking the mystery from what once had man befuddled for centuries.

These devices allow humans increased strength,indescribable physic power potential and the most sought after side-effect that millions desire more than anything.

Immortality.

God has been discovered and is now being sold on select shelves, jewelry stores, techno-colonies and ethereal agents, and mankind is the better for it,finally allowing humans a way to comprehend infinity and eternity.

Not through ignorance and blind flawed faith that haunted their species for thousands of years,but with options, a full itinerary, and an agenda.

Mankind's eyes and minds are now forever open to the possibilities of it all, possibilities that have reached further than anyone thought possible.

After some time, David's eye's move rapidly under their lids as the blissful charge in his body is gently replaced with the mundane normality that surrounds all of physicality.

The bliss is gone.

His body returns to its natural state within his second hand Holographic Equipped Sleeping Chamber.

David turns over on the age old plasma mattress, the gel quaking under the slightest of his protest.

Damn it,he mumbles with sleepy lips, awakened, finally.

The Cryo-chamber he is within was used by many of his esoteric elders long ago, then passed down to him. This is a long held tradition in the esoteric community.

Many elders in the community feel it is sacred to sleep in a place in which one was more learned than you .

It is said that if one sleeps in the place of a wise elder, some how that person absorbs their essence,hopefully furthering their spiritual studies.

David always liked the thought, especially since his cryo chamber once belonged to a person that taught and loved him when he was a young academy recruit,making him the man that he is.

The lying surface of the chamber is smooth and soft with synthetic technical silks that cool or warm themselves depending on the outside atmosphere of the chamber.

David's plasma gel mattress has malfunctioned, once again.

The plasma gel padding underneath is equipped with body sensors for bio data retrieval.

The sensors in David's mattress shorted out ages ago.

Technologies like these are especially useful when a person is in holographic sleep travel mode, needing a close control and study of their vitals while in these vivid dream worlds.

I could just call in,David thinks,barely.

Damn. I have earned it.

I could tap on a sleeping holo of some buff dream-cake.

Walking on the beaches of Sao Paulo, thinks David as his heavy eyes grow light as they finally open.

Holographic dream travel is a popular form of relaxation in this advanced world. Beings don't just sleep in this day and age, they explore while sleeping.

As their bodies recharge in a restful slumber, the subtle spirit body is wide awake, taken on various adventures programed by the cryo user through sleep sensors that are located in the being's human holographic personal system.

These sensors can adjust the immersive, intensely realistic images and surroundings, allowing a peaceful journey while asleep, enveloping the sleeper into a world rich in fantasy and detail.

David's fingers moves as he makes his decision, the gel padding of the cryo is somewhat lumpy, slightly uncomfortable in some areas.

The human finds comfort in this, always has, as if he is not alone in his need to understand the universe and its secrets, like those before him.

David has placed exotic cushions of silk and satin in his favorite hues of purple,torraneian blue, and ivory white in these places,making the sleeping chamber cozy, more of his own.

Time to rise and shine,David thinks reluctantly, even as fantasies of his buffed cryo lover float through his mind.

More like rise,I'll shine later, he thinks with his first grin of the day.

David slowly rises as he hears a familiar hissing sound,the oxygen accelerator systems of the chamber slowly coming to a gentle hissing end, automatically cutting off as the he rises from its cryo tech padding.

The top of glass chamber, resembling an earthly jellyfish or soft vantuujen with chrome tentacles gently opens like a clamshell.

David's feet touch the cool faux marble floor of his high rise flat, stretching with a lazy early morning moan of thankfulness, glad to be up.

Julio,his muscles and wet kisses, it all can wait for tonight, business first, David thinks to himself as his eyes adjust to the darkness,trying to remember what he has dreamed last night.

David had one of those dreams again, vivid images filled with a haunting voice.

In this particular dream, he heard the voice again and again, a beautiful masculine voice sounding like a million water falls.

We will finally be one, I can not wait

What does it mean?

Damn broken cryo,screw tradition. I'm loosing sleep from this beat up piece of crap, David says, his first words of the day.

The faint scent of ambergris and essence also floats around in the bedchamber as David's feet now tingle, blood forcefully rushing to the appendages,gripping the cold floor,hands and fingers are warming up as well.

That damn Bruce.

I've told him about meditating with all that essence. My damn allergies,David grunts,annoyed.

His second statement of the day.

The befuddled esoteric director rises, shuffling to the lavatory for a bodily function every human has done since the beginning of time.

His eyes seems to become even clearer as the stream of urine leaves his body, causing that typical age old morning tingle and shiver up his spine.

A sleepy smile creeps across David's face as he aims his stream, yawning, feeling as if the drowsiness of his body is draining from him with the bodily fluid.

The natural bodily sensation from David's morning tinkle, innocent and primitive, is very much like sensations one feels when first inundated with divine energy for the first time.

What he has just experienced, a primal and mundane ignition of nerve endings and biological simplicities, these sensations can be multiplied a 1000 times when utilizing sacred technologies.

Simple body precursors, ancient energetic idiosyncrasies that have been with mankind since evolution, all are now in high demand in a modern market for amplified human experiences no matter how small or insignificant.

These basic sensations of the central nervous system are now top billing, many people paying hundreds of thousands of life credits to have these sensations amplified on command, anytime and anywhere.

David shakes his meaty flaccidness till the last drop is free.

Walking over to his chrome basin he looks into his mirror, he glares back at his reflection, smiling.

Naw.

David playfully touches the gray growing in his goatee. Their still there,he says.

His natural morning sift and shiver did not bring immortality nor the face of his youth.

The human smiles at such silly thinking, letting out a hearty laugh as he rinses his hands, reaching for his ultraviolet teeth cleaner.

There is a lot he has to do today, much to discover,ofcourse a dreaded meeting with an esoteric overseer.

As the ultra violet rays desensitize his teeth, cleaning his back molars with the advanced dental appliance,he shudders once again.

An eerie sensation starts at the top of his head, racing through his body to the soles of his feet, having him to shiver all over.

I desire you, we will finally meet today

The same masculine voice resounds in his head as before, echoing like a thousand disembodied tones speaking all at once simultaneously in his thoughts,reverberating through his body.

David stumbles forward, looking at himself in the mirror.

His eyes glance onto flushed skin and a frightened expression looking back at him.

He must find out what this means, the voice that has unsettled him for a long time.

Each errie message is like a bolt of hyper reality, sending him into a sense of self that is daringly obtuse,always leaving with the scent of ambergris and incense.

The thought suddenly dawns on David, like another piece of the puzzle fitting together.

Sorry Bruce,David says.

He moves from the stainless steel wash basin. Joan will help. She will understand what ever this is, he suddenly thinks.

David's sense of security is restored as he thinks of his assistant and her sisterly understanding.

David has heard this ethereal voice in his mind and soul for over a year now. The voices are now becoming unsettling real, louder, harder to ignore.

David's heart knows it means something,what it means, he does not know.

A shower is what I need,David absently blurts out as he feeds his tabby cat, Bruce Nelson.

The chubby,red american tabby cat looks up at his friend as if to understand.

David suddenly feels a familiar presence in his head, a similar tingle in his frontal lobe.

A feeling as if he is not the only one listening to his thoughts, as if a void has been filled, connected to something else other than him.

EVOLVE Book Fact: Mr. Bruce as he is affectionally known, is actually 200 years old, ironically much older than David. He came into David's life form an esoteric elder that had decided to live in another dimension, Bruce deciding that he wanted to continue living on earth.

What's wrong?

Not this morning Bruce,David replies as he types into his holo, retrieving his schedule.

Why? Bruce emotes thoughtfully.

The voice again, is all that David says.

How many times has it happened this week?

16, David responds looking down to the purring tabby.

A lot of times I get this feeling at works as if I am being watched.

David walks over to his kitchen. Coffee is in order. Joan and I even conducted a veil scan,nothing,he says.

You do realize that this could be some type of spiritual attack?,Bruce chirps with his small mouth, sending the thought perfectly to David's mind.

The fat red cat walks behind David, concerned. Have you had malevolent thoughts, anger from no where, a need to fight?,Bruce continues.

Bruce. I know what a spiritual attack is,David says, raising his voice, making the fat cat skittish.

Sorry buddy, he says instantly, reaching down to tussles Bruce's fur.

To answer your question-No, not at all.

In fact, the feeling feels like I'm meeting a long lost friend. Somebody I usta' know.

The red tabby flicks his bushy tail as he uses his telepathic voice,an idiocentricity David has noticed since the cat was a kitten. Then what is the problem?, Bruce chirps, licking his paws.

It's probably a just a mental flash back from your dream journeys with julio - your cryo dream induced lover, Bruce purrs.

Are you making fun?,David sighs.

No not at all, I just think it's funny that the only piece of tail you can get your hands on-well-doesn't really exist.

Except in your dreams. Sounds hopeless to me,Bruce emotes with a chirp.

David looks down to the sarcastic kitty, sipping black hot coffee. So you are having a laugh at my expense?,he ask,snickering.

The expense account concerning the irony of your life is endless.

I'll be making a withdrawal soon, the tabby chirps.

Wouldn't want to disappoint, David responds with a grin.

But seriously - that would explain the voice in your head,"the red tabby radiates.

Naw.

David knows exactly where this conversation is going. Dream fantasies have nothing to do with reality,they are a techs, he informs.

Well,if you weren't a sex starved, overworked shut-in,Bruce chirps with a flick of his tail.

You could be losing your mind.

So your saying I am nuts?, David asks dryly.

A peanut is a...?

The telepathic conversation is already testing his patience. Huh, what does that have to do with anything?,David relents.

The fat red cat flicks his tail as he looks up to a agitated,naked David. Humor me, a peanut is a...?,the cat telepathically emotes,

A nut.

A walnut is a....?

A nut, David replies.

David Nelson is a...?,the tabby chirps.

David walks away with his cup of coffee not answering. He is agitated.

He sarcastically yells from his bathroom,