Initially a few blurred figures, followed by a dazzling light, which gradually moved away and rose into the sky, leaving a patchwork of light. Before long these spots of light are just as quickly moving away, leaving only a meaningless blackness.
You remember that the dapples are all celestial bodies, and you remember that the home of the stars is called the universe.
Immediately afterwards, your vision suddenly clears, and the smooth metal, the confined space, the transparent window becomes your third eye - you look through it at the huge grey sphere outside the window, waiting quietly for its biological father in the midst of those giant structures that are beyond human comprehension ......
You are suddenly somewhat moved, certain bodily fluids dampening your vision. You begin to search for the source of this emotion, and you see the birth of a child that is yours. A new destiny, a soul to hold ...... But how insignificant such a small life is compared to that giant construct of emptiness.
You came back to your eyes and looked at the engineering ships, large and small, and being a mathematician you made a quick and ridiculous comparison - the smallest of them, all tens of millions of times the size of a human baby.
But you did it. Starting in the distant past, with fire or one hunt, you have come this far.
You are proud. Somehow you empathise with this pride, and more information floods into your mind. You remembered who you were, and you understood that you were the designer of that artificial satellite. And after a long journey through subspace, the moment finally arrives for you to witness its completion.
Glory, wealth, family, ideals ..... These words flicker, swirl, dissipate, and eventually only one and only one remains ......
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"The future ......"
"What? What did you see?"
"Hey, come back! Hey!"
The crowd fell silent. The young woman on one side of the room became anxious.
"...... Sorry."
"Wait. What did you say?"
"I said ...... I never actually used to like you planetary engineers very much, I thought you did flashy things ...... But I saw it. I saw your past, I shared your past, I felt your emotions, and it was ...... unparalleled."
"You ......"
"Yes. I felt you looking back on your children and your family like a normal father, looking at that artificial moon which was indeed somewhat amazing, and, the feeling was beyond imagination ...... We did it ."
Again the crowd was silent.
"So ......" It was a relatively young redhead who broke the silence, "How will it record our time, going forward?"
"Probably a big collection of stupid things." Someone replied carelessly, "We've learned enough, except that in the future, they'll never find an excuse to tinker with history."
"Have a little more faith in humanity, my friends." Another old man simply sat down and picked a more comfortable position for himself, "We have learned enough lessons that our descendants will not repeat the same mistakes."
There was a bitter smile, but of course, it was only a good wish.
"...... So we did succeed?The DWDB-221E project actually came to fruition so quickly ...... Geez."
The curly-haired man jerked to his feet.
"Are we still going to call it DWDB-221E? I know there's a prescribed format for project numbers, just like AMa, the cold acronym ...... but our work deserves a more dignified and formal naming!" I'd like to call it ...... 'Destiny'! Or 'World Truth'?"
This time there was an awkward silence.
"How about 'The Black Crown'? After all, it does look like a black crown in terms of the intuitive visual impression of some of the phenomena."
"Not great, sounds like a boring history episode."
"So ......"
> The old man interrupted her subordinates who were about to descend into endless bickering as she looked out the window at the stars, some bad news was coming in, but all hardships would eventually be surmounted by man, just as they had been for countless moments before.
"I have a proposal ......"
"We should call it, 'The Survival of Civilization'."