EverEpic

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EverEpic One 44.1(91)

Samson, in the Foremale Mansion, gained a fourth grey envelope and inside it was cash to the value of $10,000 and secured bank cheques to the value of $100,000 along with vouchers worth $50,000. The prepaid vouchers often assisted the economy in a big way.

The two expensive lottery tickets had gained the estate a brand new six wheeler tractor, powerful and designed for rough terrain. There was also a prefabricated building that was being erected to become a community school.

Part of the mansion main library had been changed and opened up to the public who could visit in limited numbers if they made reservations or there were special conditions. Samson's own exceptional area was soon very popular with children, teens and young adults. It became so popular that there had to be added library staff to run it. It was there that Samson detected some young Unityfolk just as Samson had done in far off TriImperiarna.

Samson had used the copperish globe, as obtained with the use of one Fategamecard at the Fategamecard-Cube, to gain 1,000 excellent quality ingots of copper. He ended up turning three of the copperish globes into 3,000 copper ingots. They were sent off, at once, to be used by local industry.

He used one of the translucent crystal globes and ten 6x6 drive farm tractors, moderately large and quite powerful, appeared in the estate grounds. They were put to use at once being a kind of machine much used in the Estatelands of the Hopelands. With each came a large sturdy trailer.

Samson found that he needed to be reminded, often, that the Foremale Estate had to be maintained and even strengthened in economic, social and other terms.

He also found that he was 'guided' in what exotic resources he could use in what order and just when he could use them. The 'exotic resources' were given with restrictions that he was to find very frustrating at times.

Other: “A Fategame is often that way. I am restricted to when I can talk to you, how much I can say, how much I can assist. I find that most frustrating. Except the restrictions have been loosened for reasons unknown to me. You need to reassess all that has happened and to try to discover any assumptions that you have made, with out good reason, and question them. You need to trust others more and to delegate more tasks to others.”

Yes, he did have a heavy distrust in others except for a handful of people.

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EverEpic One 45.1(92)

Samson telephoned his mother, Salisha, and spoke to her. “I am going to make your position stronger when it comes to the family estate. I will do the same with Sallie. I would like to see some form of binding cooperation, legal and social, with the Brownlingo Estate.”

She sounded surprised but not overly so. “You really are changing! Estate Matriarchs have decided that there is need for a big shaking up of the Estates and Estatefolk. We wish to return to the Estateclans but with reforms. We wish to create Estate CoOps and work more closely with the Orders and other groups.”

“I will do what I can to support you, in the way of resources.” Samson wondered why his mother was being so open about the move of Estate Matriarchs. Was it some kind of test or even challenge? He had only an impression of what she might mean by Estate Matriarchs. As for the return of the Estateclans, in a real sense they had always been there even if unnamed.

Salisha responded after a long pause. “We thank you and I thank you! I would like you to attend a special meeting to be soon held at this estate.”

Samson responded. “Very well! I need to make some announcements of my own and the meeting will be a good time, and place, to do so.”

It was a surprise to Samson himself, his words, for only then did he realise what he intended to do and his actions were of a nature to surprise even himself. He was going to give up something he assumed that he would never let go of.

It did not surprise him, somehow, that the meeting was held only three hours later. He attended, along with Rosie Rhodes. The meeting was held in a big old chamber that had been fixed up, refurbished and was now an official meeting room.

He sat, with a stack of document files in front of himself, and Rosie at his side. Facing him was Salisha, Sallie and some other matriarchs including Kiasha Brownlingo and GiMother Tashinda of the Sisterhood of Compassion, of the Order of Compassion. Some women there represented Estatefolk who were not of the Estate Nobility and others represented nonEstatefolk who lived in the area. The women were smiling casually but he could 'sense' that they were all intrigued and wondering what he was up to.

Samson got the gist that more was happening there than was easily noted.

Samson spoke. “Formalities having been carried out I would like to proclaim that I am passing on the inheritance, of the Foremale Estate, to Salisha Foremale. The inheritance shift is to be made firmly within relation to Foremale Estate Customs, Estates Inheritance Coda, Hopelands Law and TriImperial Law. I am also suggesting a merging of the Foremale and Brownlingo Estates into some form of Estates Cooperative Agreement.

His mother could not quite hide her surprise. “What brought this decision on?”

Samson sighed. “I have my reasons that, for now, I do not wish to discuss. I will continue to live in the tower that has been my home, for the last ten years, and to visit other areas of the estate.”

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EverEpic One 44.2(93)

He had given Rhonda all of the secured bank cheques but now gave the cash, and vouchers, from the fourth grey envelope to his aunt. “This should prove to be of great value.”

“Like those 3,000 copper ingots and those ten tractors, the ones that came apparently from nowhere.” Salisha responded with warmth but also with curiosity. “I hope you will continue to assist the estate and the Estatelands. We will need to discuss this matter more.”

The meeting went on for about an hour but was mostly about formalities. It was only the first of many to come. Samson picked up that much more was happening than was obvious; a current of change was sweeping through the Estatelands and he hoped it was for the better, in general, and not just the Estatefolk trying to make things better for themselves.

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EverEpic One 45.1(94)

Samson had not really thought about the Cleansing Stone for a long time and when he realised that it had no effect on him any more, he was surprised. More than that he had somehow began to assimilate the device, absorbing and turning it to function for himself. The pain that it had caused was gone and he realised that it had slowly ebbed away. Why had he not realised what had happened earlier?

Other: “Your mind was occupied and you really did not need to have any more distractions than you already had.”

In the local Codvover Family Estate a recently dead estate worker had arisen as a mildly annoying zombie. The zombie ate cheese, drank small amounts of blood and generally worked much harder than he had when he was alive. He, it, was never aggressive but was carefully supervised as the zombie carried heavy loads, easily, with his new strength. In truth he was a nombie, a 'peaceful zombie'.

Samson visited the Codvover Estate, who were becoming the Codvover Estateclan, to see the nombie and to make sure that it was safe. It was and Samson got some interesting data from examining the passive undead creature. He left the Codvover Family with some cash and a promise of more resources to be delivered.

Samson, and others, began to 'sense' the rise of Unity in the Estatelands and wondered just how the Estatefolk would generally deal with that. He knew he would support Unity.

The fourth grey envelope had opened up to show an internal map of the Darkjovers Temple that was on the Foremale Estate. Samson began to prepare an expedition to go into the temple; nobody with good sense just walked into a Darkjover Temple for they were often booby-trapped but could easily have other nasty surprises in them. The map included symbols that were clues to what was hidden in the temple.

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EverEpic One 46.1(95)

He was but one Samson making his way through yet another utility tunnel beneath TriImperiarna. More shuddering had gone through the ground but the cause was not the battle raging above but what was going deep beneath. It was coming up through the ground or so it felt.

The group had met, with care, two surviving parties that both had Unity children in them. Both went to the Fatesanctim via the Fatevator. Samson had insisted that some stray cats, and dogs, were also sent to safety.

They went up into the basement of an apartment block to find a dying TriLegionary there, in battle power armour, sitting with his back to a wall. He examined the newcomers as if expecting that they would try to kill him. He seemed surprised when this did not happen as he did at the individuals who made up the newcomer group.

Samson spoke. “What madness struck you, and other TriLegionaries?”

“Straight to the point!” The powerful looking TriLegionary removed his helmet to show a dark brown hairless head. Heads were kept bold to better work in power armour helmets and as a mark of such elites. “Not all of us went mad. The clones did, the ones genetically linked with the TriImperiate. It is not generally known, in the empire, but elite soldiers have been recruited from non-clone mortal ranks for over a decade now. Not just TriLegionaries but TriMarines, TriRangers, TriTroopers, TriCommandoes and those of other units. Have you got water?”

They gave him some water and then he spoke some more after draining a canteen. “Sane survivors, as we call ourselves, mainly escaped down to the Undercity. We are commanded by the Eternal Soldier, FieldMarshal Sonya Savata. She brought her own people including soldiers. She sent a platoon of us to the surface to look around but we ran into trouble. We got caught between berserker enraged live and undead TriLegionaries. Weird thing is if one of the living, undead or dead elite soldiers is destroyed, they resurrect as entities unlike anything I have ever experienced before. They seem to be a hybrid of life, death, unlife and undeath but that is supposed to be impossible. They do not suffer from the madness and do not take part in the battle. I suggest that we go and meet the Eternal Soldier.”

Samson sighed softly. “Samvil, will you never learn that you can not trick me?”

There was a sparkling shimmer and it was Samvil sitting against the wall and wearing the power armour. He shrugged with a frowning smirk. “Much of the story was true. FieldMarshal Sonja Savata is in the Undercity, below us, but did not send me. I did run into trouble and the resurrected mad fighters are bizarre, lethal hybrids of a kind new even to me.”

Samson frowned softly but not at Samvil. “Where did the unlife element come from?”

Samvil snorted in disdain. “Are you so blind or is it that you are weak just like the rest of us and do not wish to see the truth?”

Samson looked grave. “We are the unlifen ones, including you, Samvil.”

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EverEpic One 46.2(96)

Samvil clapped his hands in mocking applause. “Very good except you were not born unlifen. No, you did not truly survive what happened, ten years ago, in that temple. At least not as a living young man.”

Samson restrained himself from hitting Samvil. “Your master will not be pleased at you speaking to me so freely.”

Samvil scowled. “He is no longer my master! He accused me of trying to cheat him and sent monsters to destroy me. Of course I was trying to cheat him but he did overreact. It is too bad I do not know his true identity, true nature, or even that he is a 'he'. He projected himself as a strong, hard, masculine type. I got sick of being his fool; he had me running around doing dog errands and told me nothing. My rewards were few and far between. He deserved to be cheated on. So we could work together.”

Samson raised his hand and, for the first time in a very long time, used a special ability. A pulsating pulsebeam of energy flew from the fingertips of his left hand and Samvil screamed in agony, writhing as he did so, then vanished with a sparkling shimmer.

Samson turned to the others and explained. “He was lying! I am not sure just what he was lying about but I 'sensed' his dark, treacherous intentions towards me. I think he was telling the truth when he spoke of his split with his former master and his ignorance of the true identity of that one. Samvil has always liked to fix truth with half truth and falsehoods. He knew I was coming this way and I would like to know how that was so.”

So, what was Samvil up to and was he acting alone?

As for the talk of cloned soldiers going mad, it mad too much sense in a bizarre fashion.

They rested in the apartment block basement, looking around to see what was happening. They found there the real dead TriLegionary, his power armour having been stolen by Samvil. The powerful looking man was indeed a non-cloned elite fighter enhanced and augmented to fulfil his role.

With a shimmering the TriLegionary resurrected and he reappeared in TriLegionary power armour along with other gear. He looked at Samson, and the others, as if he already had a good idea of what had happened since his death.

The man snorted in disdain. “Damn that Samvil for stealing my true armour. That is a most dishonourable act. He spoke truth of the cloned ones going insane and also becoming bizarre hybrids but he did not speak the whole truth.”

“Samvil finds it hard to speak the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth because of his basic nature.” Samson responded and was aware that his mind was once more becoming filled with clarified past memories.

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EverEpic One 46.3(97)

The horrors of the temple came to him and he experienced a monstrous version of himself killing but not for the sake of killing. He was protecting the other twelve children but also others. Now he felt suddenly much better about what had happened.

Then a shock came to him as he realised that he was not just unlifen but alive, undead and of death. He, himself, was of a bizarre hybridisation. What then of Samtha, Sampha and Samsha? Could it explain why there were many Samsons who were on Samson?

Other: “You are like you are so as to help deal with the new threat, that is rising, of the null-hybrids. The null-hybrids are very powerful, with bizarrely dangerous abilities, but the major threat that they hold is that they will destabilise localised reality; such an effect would radiate outwards doing much more damage. This would mean death, destruction and disruption to many realms.”

Samson had something to drink and eat, resting by sitting on a sturdy wooden box.

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EverEpic One 47.1(98)

From NewImperiarna came news of political turmoil as TriImperial Loyalist Factions fought TriImperial Reformist Factions. So far there had been no bloodshed and only one official death. Unofficially there had been three deaths due to the troubles. The difficulty was that the troubles were causing problems for the whole empire.

Samson, another Samson, led the expedition into the temple in the Foremale Estate and found that it was a typical Darkjover affair. Garish statues, sacrificial chambers, barracks, laboratories, workshops and much else of the Darkjover Priesthood at work.

Or it seemed typical until he found the chamber where he had really been born. A powerful, disturbing feeling went through him as he realised that his mother probably had no memories, no knowledge, of having ever been there. Why had he been born there and not in the mansion proper as was the general story?

Other: “Darkjover Cultists brought you here in hopes of darkly influencing your birth. Your other, secret biological father came to the rescue of your mother and yourself. Samuel Foremale was here also for he was of the Darkjover Cult. The cult is a weak shadow of true Darkjover power and presence. It was only strong because it served a very powerful supernatural force that that Darkjover named the Joverkita. The Darkjover stated that the name was not the real one of the entity that they served but whether they knew the name is not clear.”

There had been some kind of battle in the chamber and the damage still showed. He had the 'sense' that things had been cleaned up after the conflict but that there had been deaths.

There always seemed to be death tied up with his life, too much death.

The memory flash came with amazing speed and strength, flooding his mind. He saw himself being born but not just himself. Shortly after he was drawn out of his mother's body, a second child emerged but this one was a twisted brother, smaller and weaker but dangerous with glittering dark eyes.

His mother lay on a metallic table, with ghastly decorations, strapped down and clearly drugged into semiconsciousness. Her body was mostly covered with a slightly stained white sheet.

His father, Samuel Foremale, stood to one side looking nervous. He wore Darkjover Cult robes but did not give the impression of really being a convinced member of that group.

A robed, masked figure, turned to Samuel and spoke with a hard voice, with barely concealed contempt. “You have done well and will be paid well. Go now! We do not need you.”

Samuel sighed and then pulled out a submachinegun from beneath his robes and began to spray the chamber with bullets. Taken completely by surprise, the cultists dropped even as they went for their weapons or tried to flee.

Samuel spoke to empty air. “Did you really think I would let you kill my son and replace him with that monstrous offspring of yours? I know that I am not a good person but that is too much even more me.”

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EverEpic One 47.2(99)

The smaller baby lay next to the baby Samson but became peaceful as Samson cuddled the creature to himself.

Samuel looked startled. “Well, so much for your evil offspring.”

A terrible shudder went through the whole chamber, a radiated wave of rage and frustration, and then it was gone as quickly as it had come.

The powerful surge of memories ended.

Samson was shaken and he did remember hugging the smaller baby to himself. Yet he had no clear memory of being with that baby at other times.

Why had he not gone to that temple earlier on?

Other: “Because you were not ready to do so. You have been dreamlinking with Sambie ever since Samuel took your mother, and both of you, to safety. Sambie has been secretly living with the Brownlingoes. Many times when you have slept, you have dreamlinked with Sambie and others, including some Brownlingoes and your own animal companions.”

Yes, with another mental rush, he suddenly remembered all of the dreamlinking that was focused on Sambie the smaller, hunched twin brother. Sambie who, in the womb, first tried to kill Samson only to be overwhelmed with warmth in return! Sambie, who still had a dark streak and had to be watched, who had done much good despite himself.

Things were falling into place and mysteries were being cleared up but what next? There were still many answers to be gained. Yet he now felt more complete and more ready to take on what was to come for something big was coming.

The temple continued to be explored while Samson wondered just how to destroy it or otherwise make it harmless.

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EverEpic One 48.1(100)

Testing-transformations had grew in number along with 'resurrections to life', recently dead 'turning' into increasingly aggressive zombies (with exceptions), the possession of people by demonic spirits, the appearance of angels and others. It was becoming harder to keep up with the reports, to categories them, let alone to analyse them.

Scully, Mulder and others began the XFiles Office of the TPMI-SIRIO Taskforce. While they continued to assist in investigations, they would also build a special archives and use those as a basis for future operations.

Some good news came from NewImperiarna for a powerful alliance had taken government and, though far from perfect, had largely put an end to the chaos there. The empire was up and running again though in an emergency regulation fashion with some martial law.

Samson invited the XFiles to have a special area in the Fatetorium, of the Fatevator and as linked to the Fatedomain. Samsam would assist them both directly and indirectly. The offer was accepted after a meeting of the TPMI-SIRIO Taskforce Leadership Council. Other TPMI-SIRIO people also gained access to the Fatetorium. Access was also gained to the Fatesanctim as managed by Sammas.

Samson fully gave up his inheritance rights to the Foremale Estate. He was removing himself from the affairs of the Estatefolk, from those of the returning Estateclans. He was not sure why at first but knew it was important to do so. It came to him that he needed the distance because there was a good chance he would be, in future, not meeting Estatefolk desires.

He went and visited Sambie, at the Brownlingo Estate. The two played together, along with some children and carer adults plus pet animals. Despite the dreamlinking, Samson felt much better to have the wiry muscled Sambie with him and it was obvious Sambie felt the same.

Edited July 29, 2013 by Maharg67