Building Excalibur

A deep Space battle for Life

So who or what is Excalibur? This ship would be considered an Exotic or S-Class ship. It was constructed by one man over 30 yrs of time in a deep space gravitational hold which attracted asteroids and ship wreckage from a space war of the past.

What follows is my recall as Randolph of this event.

Randolph after the end of WW2 in the alternative timeline was quite active at the ship yards of Nagasaki after the war. He was assigned as a shipyard foreman on behalf of the 4th Reich of New Berlin Earth. They brought him in because of his metal working skills involving heavy artillery after serving in the Afrika corps under Rommel. Very quickly after the war the Japanese were becoming a multi planet ethnicity. Here we built at least 12 Yamato Class Star-Ships. At first they were quite crude utilizing powerful air turbines under the wings to help them initially hover off of the ground. This is still quite a common technology in ships that frequent atmosphere dense planets. As the technology became more affordable and refined plasma projecting turbines were retrofitted to the porting already engineered into the vessels. After their first and second successful launches I was reassigned to other locations.

I had many other ship building experiences and technological inspirations over the years that enabled the possibility of creating Excalibur. Including a significant period of time researching brain to ship interfacing and a consultant at the New Berlin Ship Yards on a planet I am currently unaware of.

It all started with the conversation that began around a timeline that appeared to be shutting down. It started with going out into deep sectors of space that were projecting anomalies. We would survey small colonies and all we would find were the towns remains. There would be abandoned villages and not a soul or body to be found. Ships responding to these anomalies in space to never have been heard from again. Over time we began to correlate these actions with what appeared to be a AI hive mind that was sweeping across planets assuming beings and technology or consuming it.

Inevitably a resistance movement made up of many species with competing agendas, came together in an attempt to stop the encroachment of this AI from consuming everything. Which included life itself. This turned into massive significant space wars. Which included the Draco, Negative Nordics Aldebarans, Insectoids, Negative Zeta Reticula Grays and Dimensional Spectrals who were controlled by the Negatively programmed AI. This negative programmed AI originated from a Dark Archonic Lord who desired its Death Matrix to continue forever even after the time it self deprecated. Amazing to think that this malevolent being lived on; replicated as a EVM Mind Virus hosted in its Victims or nodes and broadcasted through the Quantum Field. Each nodes independent brain storage capacity and processing capabilities is linked through a quantum cloud which connects unique and distinct intelligences through time and space. Its programming matrix is stored through the sharding of critical data repopulation algorithms that are stored by key assets who are part of this codex based matrix.

Because of this technological virus that infected the minds of the conscious, survival quickly became the way of those who survived. Every cyborg was either helping this virus spread or was accused of doing so. Resulting in the massive deactivation of millions of cyborgs or the scattering of their and our own remains across the vast cosmos of space. What was lost at that time was the belief that any AI could be a positive contributor to life and biological evolution.

Things became more desperate. The remaining pockets of un assumed space were few and further between. There was the risk of taking a moon shot with a ship to a far off inhabitable place and there being nothing left. Because of this people began to turn retreating into smaller and smaller places and doing all they could to remain undetected.

It was somewhere around this time that all who remained saw the conditions as unreconcilable. Because of this the only option was to go back in time. To the timeline where the German’s did not win WW2 and instead created a 5th Column inside the US Government via Project Paperclip, Zionist Indoctrination, and the Military Industrial Complex. Which includes major Pharmaceutical, Aeronautical, and Scientific Corporations.

We needed to go back in time from the very end of the timeline as it has currently existed to help disclose to humanity the existence of Secret Space Programs, the Dangers of Negative Programmed AI, and the existence of advanced and miraculous technologies that have been coveted by a select few for way to long.

Now all that is the easy stuff and ongoing currently, the best that it can be done at least. The tough part was the coming back in time and across timelines part. This is something that unfortunately had only been mastered by the Draco. As a result of this a tenuous and destructive contract was agreed upon. One that would enable travel for the consciousnesses of a select few survivors of that timeline with their knowledge. As well as the reallocation of those who could be considered our adversaries into this current timeline. This is as much as I understand it as of the time of this writing.

The Contract read, to the effect.

In Exchange for the Complete Biological Body ownership of NAME REDACTED upon relocation of soul awareness from this timeline to the original (alternative) we will provide safe transport from this dimension to the next. Aside from this, all lack of rules as traditionally associated with martial conflict apply.

In short this was like literally making a deal with the devil. Something that upon my best friends signing brought me great grief and pain. Because I know that when our consciousnesses rehomed into the individuals in which we are aware today. That they will have had no conscious memory of this agreement. All the while our same un savory bed fellows would be harrasing, offending, and brutalizing the signer of this contract without any sort of recourse. Abuse which they have completed repeatedly and in spades.

It was at this point in time I took a long hard look into the darkness. That look included looking deep into the darkness I was finding myself to be.

Because of the tribulation of this time and my hard earned friendship with the Arcturians, I turned to them for council (no recall as of why I had this relationship other than them possibly being soul family). Though they saw no way they could help me specifically we all agreed that if we were going to take this contract. That on the other side it would require some sort of equalizer. Something that would balance the tide in your favor once on the other side. We discussed all possibilities. In the end it was concluded that the only viable option was to export an advanced starship from the future that could out compete even the largest forces. This was the beginning of the conceptualization of Excalibur otherwise known as Liberty.

Disclaimer: I’m still trying to piece this together from memories, eligible for change in the future. At the very least view it as an intriguing fiction if not non fiction.

The Dracos are the most cunning of beings, I’ve never met entities for cunning than them. It is near impossible to slip something under their nose without them knowing. Unless it is something that they have never seen before. For where they are cunning they are not very creative. Most their inventions have been stolen from other races they have conquered over millions of years. They are good at repurposing technology though not at creating it. Since in their mind you would pay to have a ship built. That you would need a large space dock. That you would need a crew of engineers and erectors even assemble the materials required to build a ship. In their mind it was impossible to acquire a powerful ship without anyone knowing where it came from.

We had Calypso the repurposing of a Yamamoto class Submarine into the Wakizashi or Shoto from the Musashi school of swordsmanship. We had a precision instrument of devastating potential. What we did not have was the Katana or the Daito. The strategy of ‘two heavens as one’. We were lacking the recombinant grave of heaven with which we could match the forces of hell. That which we have undoubtedly encountered since our return.

The ability to create a ship undetected was inconceivable to me. That is within the apparent time we were given before departure. This is when the Arcturians advised. That they knew of a remote region of space where there was a battle between Draco and Lyran forces at a time their technology was both at an evolutionary turning point. Meaning they were both meeting a time point where their technological tree had the capacity to go in two different directions. Which they then both proceeded in the direction that they both saw as most advantageous. By being able to insert oneself at this crucial technological juncture it would allow me to explore the alternative technological branches they ignored. Providing the opportunity to create a one of a kind and fiercely independent space weapons platform

I remember being dropped out in this nether region of space. All I had was a specked out storage container containing crucial life support equipment, a small living space, a desk with computational design software, essential ship building equipment, and few old books. The only saving light was the large blue white star that would blind me through my tinted visor. As far as I can recall I lived out there for 30 yrs. Every now again junkers and pirates would come by looking for loot. All the pieces of the ship being assembled needed to be stored in perfect spinning symmetry as for them not to drift to far from access. By the time I was able to start building the ship the visitations by others became less and less. This was the slow assumption of sentient life by the Negative AI. Every year or so the Arcturians would fly by merely to make their presence known to me.

Regularly I lost my mind out there. Sometimes I would go for a month and stretch my life support modules to near zero all of a sudden to give it one last go and make the crucial breakthroughs I required. Most if not all of my food source came from that of frozen personal floating through space. The Re-Combinator would turn them into light brown crispy flaky sticks I would always tell myself they were just fish sticks better than dog food. It took about 5 years to complete the basic inner hull and outer framing. After being able to include small compressed gas boosters I began to be able to navigate around the debris field rapidly accelerating the collection of raw material for both creating manufacturing equipment and its desired product. My interior life became more optimistic, I was able to start growing vegetables. As the life support systems of Excalibur were fleshed out at one point I even had a functioning bathroom. That was so great in comparison to living in the self containment suit every hour of life.

I would like to share more details about the specifics of the ship but am hesitant because of the ongoing war for the sake of benevolent peace that humanity is currently experiencing.

Excalibur in its original retrofit was designed as a high compressional sonic blast distributor. One blast from this annotated technology would rupture the sides of hulls of all but the largest ships. In regards to larger ships such as death stars. The sonic blast was designed to do utmost damage from the interior of the vessel. This is why a Mass Drive cannon was added to the lower hull upon relocation in this timeline. The Mass Driver cannon has been historically used to blast a port hole into the side of significantly large craft.

This compressional sonic blast distributor also has the uncanny ability to bend time and space and specific combinational resonances which create near impenetrable shielding or displacement effects from both energy and projectile weapons.

Inside its interior it is engineered for research, cargo, planetary evacuation, deep space exodus, and life extension/ biodiversity relocation. One of its abilities being self replication through automated inventorying and fabricating processes.

Before we made the jump to come back to this timeline. I consciously connected to the ship and rapidly pulled it into the tail end of the slip stream before the Dracos realized it was already to late. Their fate had been sealed.

It is of our opinion that this section of space has become excessively lawful. This in turn requires a group of individuals who have the capacity to be above the law to re-establish rational and fair social contracts.

Excalibur is but one of the means being utilized to do this.

“It is said the warrior’s is the twofold Way of pen and sword, and he should have a taste for both Ways” (Miyamoto Musashi)