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Chronicles of Han: Preserving Creata: Part 7 Culmination
Chronicles of Han: Preserving Creata: Part 7 Culmination
Chronicles of Han: Preserving Creata: Part 7 Culmination
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With all the tools, people and circumstances are in place, ready for a first travel to another planet, can Han Storm afford to fit romance into his hectic schedule?

As per reader request, this is the Seventh part that has now been made available independently from the compiled Preserving Creata book which consists of Part 1 to part 7. #adventure #chroniclesofhan #series #spaceopera #romance #paranormal #metaphysical #esoteric #multidimensional #astral #telepathy

"Out of the many lives I’ve lived in the physical realm, which life memory should I recall? I guess the best one should be the latest adventures that started on a Planet called Creata.
Creata can be found in a dimension parallel to what you call Earth, and is very similar to Earth.
I am Han, and this is my life-memory . . . "

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PublisherH Gibson
Release dateNov 6, 2021
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Chronicles of Han: Preserving Creata: Part 7 Culmination
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H Gibson

About H Gibson, Author of The Chronicles of Han Storm: (Preserving Creata, Book 1, Part 1-3 on Wattpad) or purchase direct from Blog.The Chronicles of Han is a series of books that came about after NDE experiences. In 2004 the Author of Chronicles of Han Storm was caught up in a cooking oil explosion, sustaining third degree burns to 35% of her body including her face and both hands. She twice went into cardiac arrest and was resuscitated by the emergency personnel. It took quite a while for her to get back to functionality, with healing, physiotherapy and two small children to contend with (her baby was seven weeks old when the accident occurred.)In 2008, after the scarring finally started to heal with the products her husband had developed for her, he gave her a laptop, encouraging her to stop saying that she would one day like to write a book and actually do it.One book quickly became a Series of reading excitement

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    Chronicles of Han - H Gibson

    The Chronicles of Han Storm

    Creata Adventure

    Book 1 Preserving Creata

    Part 7 - Culmination

    www.chroniclesofhan.com

    Copyright © H Gibson 2009-2021

    Smashwords Edition 2021

    Preserving Creata Book 1, Part 1-7 Printed ISBN: 978-0-9921928-0-8

    Preserving Creata Book 1, Part 1-7 Electronic ISBN: 978-0-9921928-1-5

    978-1-928471-12-7 Chronicles of Han: Preserving Creata: Part 7 Paperback

    978-1-928471-13-4 Chronicles of Han: Preserving Creata: Part 7 eBook

    Table of Contents

    Note about this book

    Other books in the Chronicles of Han Series

    Legal Responsibility

    Introduction - Living a Multi-dimensional Life

    Part 7 Culmination

    *** Chapter One ***

    *** Chapter Two ***

    *** Chapter Three ***

    *** Chapter Four ***

    *** Chapter Five ***

    *** Chapter Six ***

    *** Chapter Seven ***

    *** Chapter Eight ***

    *** Chapter Nine ***

    *** Chapter Ten ***

    *** Chapter Eleven ***

    *** Chapter Twelve ***

    *** Chapter Thirteen ***

    *** Chapter Fourteen ***

    *** Chapter Fifteen ***

    *** Chapter Sixteen ***

    *** Chapter Seventeen ***

    *** Chapter Eighteen ***

    *** Chapter Nineten ***

    *** Chapter Twenty ***

    *** Chapter Twenty-One ***

    *** Chapter Twenty-Two ***

    *** Chapter Twenty-Three ***

    Author Support

    About H Gibson

    Note about this book

    Back in 2008 when I sat down in front of the laptop for physiotherapy to 3rd degree burn scarring to both my hands, I had no idea where to start. Where shall we start? I tentatively wrote and a floodgate opened. Many books have seen the light since then, each one better written than the previous. Every time I want to come back to 'fix' this book, readers encourage me to 'just leave it' and rather write the next book. Please also note that the book has been translated into English and is my past life recollection. More information available on my website.

    Other books in the Chronicles of Han Series

    Creata Adventure:

    Preserving Creata: Part 1: Learning Curve

    Preserving Creata: Part 2: Higher Education

    Preserving Creata: Part 3: Progress

    Preserving Creata: Part 4: Regeneration

    Preserving Creata: Part 5: Final Keys

    Preserving Creata: Part 6: Transformation

    Preserving Creata: Part 7: Culmination

    Preserving Creata (Book 1: Part 1-7 Original Compilation)

    Reclaiming of Duback (Book 2: Part 8 Original)

    Taming Encha (Book 3: Part 9-10 Original Compilation)

    Sovereign Dōhr (Part 11)

    Negotiating Limïer (Part 12)

    Leilaka Adventure:

    Leilaka #1

    Saving Leilaka #2

    Behind the Scenes Blog Booklet

    Living a Multidimensional Life - NDE, Life Review and Aftermath Autobiography of H Gibson

    Legal Responsibility

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    Introduction - Living a Multi-dimensional Life

    Where shall we start? Out of the many lives I've lived in the physical realm, which life memory should I recall? I guess the best one should be the latest adventures that started on a Planet called Creata.

    Creata can be found in a dimension parallel to what you call Earth, and is very similar to Earth.

    I am Han, and this is my life-memory . . .

    After the devastating Wars of the Universes, and the closing of the Transport and Planetary Portals, a Bedtime story was told to children about a person that would be born that would change the way we knew life on Creata.

    In the beginning, some people imagined that the story was created to give parents and their children hope at better things, or maybe they wished for the kind of life that their ancestors had enjoyed.

    The story led that, when the time was right, and the peoples were re-opened with the knowledge of the Higher Worlds, The One would return to open the Portals, and Creata, Place of Wealth, would become prosperous once more.

    As the years passed and generation after generation related this story to their children and their children's children, it passed into Legend.

    Some Clans built their new lives around this Legend

    Others moved to believe it still a bedtime story . . .

    Creata reverted back to a Planetary Governing Body. The residing Clans were left to decide for themselves where they wanted to take their peoples. Some were capitalists and opted to stay in the Cities and use the technology still available after the Wars.

    Some Clans decided it best for their people to revert back to basics, and some gave their people the option of both worlds.

    Yet, all had to pay allegiance to the Planetary Government.

    Part 7 - Culmination

    With all the tools, people and circumstances are in place, ready for a first travel to another planet, can Han Storm afford to fit romance into his hectic schedule?

    *** Chapter One ***

    We reached Sunloen as the last rays of sunshine left the area.

    James was still waiting for us in the boardroom. There was no sign of the Governor. He had not even left an emissary in his stead.

    You are late, James said. It was a flat statement. He was not upset or angry, having resigned himself to my unusual ways.

    All the paperwork is in order, he continued. Governor Strong has signed all of it at the appropriate places. So did all the other parties involved.

    He handed me the original document.

    I hope it is to your satisfaction. If there is anything else, I will be in my suite, hopefully passed out. I need a drink.

    He left.

    Sitting down, I scanned through the document. The most important facts highlighted themselves to me.

    I was no longer considered 'Property of State'. A full discharge had been issued and signed by all parties involved.

    I was a free man.

    This knowledge did not make me feel any different.

    The Government had agreed to give me everything I needed, no matter what.

    Quill had found the blue-prints of the Toowins. There were commitments included from the Government and various private companies to comply with the highest standards of construction in creating at least four of these enormous space-craft.

    The craft were to be assembled at Sunloen near the Portal Cavern.

    The relevant education of all humans on Creata would be provided in a responsible manner in order not to panic the population.

    Planning the big exodus would commence within one week. As most delegates were assembled in Darkhust already, Governor Strong did not see why they should not stay on and establish the planning force right here.

    I was satisfied with the current procedures.

    Black, make copies of this, then place the original within the Pod. It had been programmed to accept your unique energy signature through touch. Distribute the copies to responsible people for safekeeping.

    Will do, he replied, rearing to go with this new adventure.

    As we headed back to my suite, I became aware of how tired I was.

    Wishing for a great night's sleep, I decided that a bit of chocolate would do the trick.

    We went past the kitchen where Racewater joined me for a late dinner. Afterwards, I collected cakes covered in dark chocolate to act as a sleeping agent.

    Racewater was not yet aware of the true effect the chocolate had on me, and I was not about to tell him right now.

    Quill took over my watch and Racewater retired to his own suite down the passage.

    After a shower, I prepared for bed by having a last cup of coffee and my cakes.

    Quill did not interfere and kept his thoughts very private, hidden away from me.

    I had barely finished the cakes when I felt sleepy and turned in.

    Instead of receiving blissful unconsciousness, I was standing in front of Grox' door.

    It opened and I entered, finding Grox waiting for me.

    *There is someone here that requested your audience,* he informed me. *I have allowed it, as your current state of mind is linked to these events from the past.*

    Grox opened a door that led from his study, indicating to me to enter.

    A cloaked figure was standing in this comfortable reading room, facing away from me. I walked towards the figure while Grox closed the door behind me, giving us some privacy.

    The figure pushed the cloak's hood back and turned around.

    I took a seat in the nearest chair.

    It was Mara.

    *What are you doing in a place like this? Why did you even consider coming here?* I wanted to know from her. It came out a whisper, even in telepathy.

    *We are still connected and you are suffering,* she answered. *From your memories I found the entities you have befriended before. They brought me here, to this High Lord that now helps you.*

    *Why have you come? The memory of you only brings pain to my heart. I cannot bear our separation.*

    *I know. I feel the same way. I had to speak to you personally. It would be unfair if you did not have all the facts. That is why Grox allowed me to come here, why he arranged this meeting with you.*

    Not once did she make eye contact, avoiding me. Now she looked up, committed to whatever she had come here for.

    *I have lived a very long time as part of Creata, and our Planet is dying.*

    This was nothing new to me. Giving her a questioning glance, I countered. *I know the Planet is tired. She told me so. I am working as fast as I can to alleviate the problem.*

    Mara came over, standing in front of me. Her belly was much bigger than I would imagine for a six week pregnancy. Moira was a comfortable warm light inside of her.

    I touched her belly, feeling the delighted 'hello' of the little life inside. Moira recognized me. Her tiny body was already well formed.

    Mara's voice was sad, full of sympathy.

    *Alleviation is not enough, Han. Creata's survival is dependent on my sacrifice. Moira is aware of this. She has agreed to speed up the development of her own body within mine. She will be born as soon as her body is complete.*

    I stared at Mara.

    I heard what she was saying.

    I did not want to believe her.

    *How can you be dying? You know how to heal yourself . . .

    Since when do you know?*

    My heart was breaking. The pink crystal was working overtime to heal it, its pink glow keeping everything together.

    *I have known this day to come a long time ago, before you came onto my path. I thought I would be able to sustain myself and Creata for longer.

    I was wrong.

    I cannot.

    All I can give you and Moira is a little more time.

    I have arranged for Moira to be raised by my Clan. She will be safe there from the Government.*

    There was nothing either of us could do. I stood up and took her into my arms. We could only hug each other, finding what little comfort we could in the embrace.

    The door opened and Duek came in.

    *It is time.*

    *I will find my own way home,* I told him. *Will you make sure my family arrives safely where they need to go?*

    He bowed to me. *Of course. I will see you later.*

    I left Grox' quarters, intent on getting home as soon as possible, trusting Duek completely to do what I have asked.

    It was still night time when I arrived back in my body. Bulwark had replaced Quill in the chair and was watching me.

    Ignoring him, I got out of bed and made my way to my meditation room.

    He followed, closing the door behind him before taking a cross-legged seat near it, watching over me.

    Since yesterday, I have learnt not to intrude on other people's private thoughts. It really helped me keep sane. It was not fun being able to hear everyone thinking and to perceive all their emotions.

    After lighting some incense and candles I took my position in the middle of the room in my meditation position by kneeling first and then sitting back on my heels.

    I know I was only to have my hidden memories restored to me as my powers evolved, but I felt that in the light of what was happening to myself and my family, we could not afford to have anything hidden from me any longer.

    Relaxing, feeling the slight jolt as spirit left body, I allowed my spirit to return to whichever place it would find the hidden memories.

    I was surprised to find myself within the memory of the integration process I had experienced at Gaoucom.

    Here, I did not experience the intense pain as I did when it had happened. I was an interested observer and could see more than I was able to perceive the first time around. . .

    Duek wanted to know if I would accept the responsibility of the powers before me.

    I shouted YES.

    My heart was opened for permanent integration by a golden stream of energy, running from Source through my medallion scar straight into my heart.

    Overlapping this, I saw my spirit and my Creata Personality facing each other within the centremost region of my being, I was forced to face MySelf.

    Duek announced the fusing of The Creator's opposing energies within my soul. Another stab of pain followed, chaos reigning while impressions and pictures loomed up before that which I really was, my true Self.

    Another stab followed. The Creator's realms merged and brought forth a new being, a new me.

    That which was my real Self saw The Creator that was Birthplace and Life Source.

    My own life, from becoming aware that I was an individual entity, all my physical lives, and all the times in between lay open and revealed in front of me.

    My current life was stripped bare of the carefully nurtured illusions of my Creata Personality. My Self, that which I really was, saw the reality of this existence

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