MasterBurns

A story about the sudden end of normal life and how with mysterious help the universe is conquered.

The story starts in 2018 in our world and then no longer follows the past events.

This story is told from the first person perspective. Sometimes at least i found it very difficult to create many chapters in this style in a really meaningful way for this reason i will only use the first person perspective as a stylistic device for interesting passages or sometimes a chapter.

I (the main character) am Surgrim 22 years old and have led a normal life so far. I was rather bad in school and have an education as an IT specialist. Normally I sit at home at the computer and play whatever falls into my hands. But I let my grandma talk me into taking a real vacation on this fateful day.

This is the first time I write a story and let other people read it I look forward to any helpful comments.  Furthermore, English is not my native language and it may happen that my choice of words is rather strange.
Again, please point this out to me so that I can learn and improve.

In conclusion, I am writing this story in addition to my full-time job and it will happen that there are sometimes a few weeks no new chapters, but I hope that this is rather the exception.

Spaceships are beautiful

Back in the normal world, a mixture of curiosity and overwhelm surged through me. "How exactly should this first machine look?" I asked Archi as time resumed its regular flow around me.

Archi began to explain, his words forming images in my mind. "Imagine, Surgrim, something like a 3D printer, but far more advanced. A construct that can precisely move an atomically accurate print head through the expansion of piezoelectric elements."

The idea of such a technological marvel set my thoughts spinning. "How on earth am I supposed to pull this off? And where do I get the components?"

Archi responded with a tone of amusement. "Don't worry, Surgrim. I've prepared a shopping list for you. You'll find everything you need on the 'nozama.de' website."

"Nozama?" I raised my eyebrows. "Even parasites have access to Nozama these days. What has become of the world?" I sighed, sinking into a chair.

Archi protested immediately, "Surgrim, I object to being repeatedly called a parasite. I'm here to help, not to harm you."

I chuckled lightly. "Apologies, Archi. It's just surreal that even a cosmic being like you shops on Nozama. My world has indeed changed."

As I gathered my thoughts, I opened my laptop and typed 'nozama.de' into the browser. The familiar site with an endless array of products appeared before me. From microelectronics to advanced materials, everything on my shopping list was there.

Archi's instructions were detailed and precise. He explained how the nanomachine could be constructed using these components. The more I delved into the matter, the more I understood that this was not just a project – it was a step into a new era of technology.

In the following weeks, I dedicated myself fervently to building the first machine. The components arrived by mail, and my apartment transformed into a futuristic workshop. The tiny nanomachines took shape, and the gentle hum of the 3D printer-like machine filled my living space.

Archi was ever-present, his advice and guidance helping me comprehend the intricate processes. I found joy in being a creator of something new, of technologies surpassing the boundaries of imagination.

As the first machine was finally completed, I felt a mix of pride and awe. Before me stood a marvel of modern technology, crafted in my modest apartment.

Archi congratulated me through my thoughts. "Surgrim, you've taken the first step."

C5 The Blueprint of Creation