metallic platform. It’s covered by a domed glass roof. There
are banks of sophisticated-looking computers running along the sides.
“Not so sophisticated really,” Raz murmurs. “This was designed as a viewing station by one of the lesser species. We could
have arranged a more advanced craft, but they like to do things themselves. Look down.”
I nudge to the edge, not sure what to expect. As I approach, panels of glass slide back and a telescope revolves into place
before me.
A world like Earth lies a few miles below. There are massive buildings, wide roads, parks, and ponds. Some of the buildings
have glass roofs or are open-topped. I can see all sorts of creatures moving around inside them, a bewildering variety of
animals, birds, lizards, and more, many defying description.
“It looks like a zoo,” I remark.
“It is,” Raz says. “But all of them have souls and are here of their own choice. They know of the Demonata and the threat
this universe faces, and have pledged themselves to our cause.”
The air hums with magic. As I cast my gaze around, I spot lodestones dotted everywhere, of all shapes and sizes.
“It’s an ark,” Raz says. “You know the biblical story of the ark, how Noah took in a pair of every species and spared them
from the flood.”
“Was that real?” I ask.
“It doesn’t matter,” he waves the question away. “
Our
ark is real, and we have to deal with far worse than a flood. This is why you’re here, why we’ve shown you all that you’ve
seen and revealed so much.”
“I don’t get it. You want me to live here?”
Raz laughs. “We’d have brought you here directly if that was the case, telling you only as much as you needed to know, as
we did with the others. There are already humans on this ark. Your people are not among the more advanced, but we brought
some here anyway, for
you.
”
“I’m still lost,” I mutter.
“We want you to be the new Noah,” Raz says. “We want you to protect these creatures and guide them, evading the Demonata and
Death, always remaining one step ahead of those who would destroy them. We want you to save the universe.”
It sounds ridiculous. I’m tempted to laugh. Except I know Raz isn’t joking.
“How?” I whisper.
“We’ve planted scores of lodestones across this planet,” Raz says. “Enough to last an eternity. This is a world of never-ending
magical energy. We designed it to be a haven, a warship, a nursery. Food will always be abundant. Species will never struggle
with infertility. Magicians will be born to every generation.”
“You’re going to make a last stand here?” I frown. “This is a fortress?”
“No fortress could stand against our enemies,” Raz says. “If this world was a thousand times more powerful than it is, it
still wouldn’t hold long against a mass demon attack. The Demonata don’t know about the ark yet, but they’ll discover it eventually
and come. When they arrive, it must not be here.”
“Huh?” I gape.
“We will ensure they never open a tunnel to this world, by guarding each stone zealously. With no direct route of attack,
Death will lead them to nearby planets and they’ll launch armies from there. When that happens… when the net is closing and
the end looks certain… it will be
your
time.”
“What am I supposed to do?” I scowl. “Hold up a STOP sign?”
“You will open a window and slip away to another part of the universe,” Raz says. “And you’ll take the planet with you.”
He says it so simply that at first I nod as if it’s no big thing. Then it hits me and I turn from the edge of the platform
and stare incredulously.
“Take the
planet
with me?” I repeat stupidly.
“When you’ve opened windows before, others have been able to slip through. This will be similar, only you’ll have to open
a bigger window.”
“You’re insane!” I yelp. “I’ve never opened a window more then seven or eight feet
are banks of sophisticated-looking computers running along the sides.
“Not so sophisticated really,” Raz murmurs. “This was designed as a viewing station by one of the lesser species. We could
have arranged a more advanced craft, but they like to do things themselves. Look down.”
I nudge to the edge, not sure what to expect. As I approach, panels of glass slide back and a telescope revolves into place
before me.
A world like Earth lies a few miles below. There are massive buildings, wide roads, parks, and ponds. Some of the buildings
have glass roofs or are open-topped. I can see all sorts of creatures moving around inside them, a bewildering variety of
animals, birds, lizards, and more, many defying description.
“It looks like a zoo,” I remark.
“It is,” Raz says. “But all of them have souls and are here of their own choice. They know of the Demonata and the threat
this universe faces, and have pledged themselves to our cause.”
The air hums with magic. As I cast my gaze around, I spot lodestones dotted everywhere, of all shapes and sizes.
“It’s an ark,” Raz says. “You know the biblical story of the ark, how Noah took in a pair of every species and spared them
from the flood.”
“Was that real?” I ask.
“It doesn’t matter,” he waves the question away. “
Our
ark is real, and we have to deal with far worse than a flood. This is why you’re here, why we’ve shown you all that you’ve
seen and revealed so much.”
“I don’t get it. You want me to live here?”
Raz laughs. “We’d have brought you here directly if that was the case, telling you only as much as you needed to know, as
we did with the others. There are already humans on this ark. Your people are not among the more advanced, but we brought
some here anyway, for
you.
”
“I’m still lost,” I mutter.
“We want you to be the new Noah,” Raz says. “We want you to protect these creatures and guide them, evading the Demonata and
Death, always remaining one step ahead of those who would destroy them. We want you to save the universe.”
It sounds ridiculous. I’m tempted to laugh. Except I know Raz isn’t joking.
“How?” I whisper.
“We’ve planted scores of lodestones across this planet,” Raz says. “Enough to last an eternity. This is a world of never-ending
magical energy. We designed it to be a haven, a warship, a nursery. Food will always be abundant. Species will never struggle
with infertility. Magicians will be born to every generation.”
“You’re going to make a last stand here?” I frown. “This is a fortress?”
“No fortress could stand against our enemies,” Raz says. “If this world was a thousand times more powerful than it is, it
still wouldn’t hold long against a mass demon attack. The Demonata don’t know about the ark yet, but they’ll discover it eventually
and come. When they arrive, it must not be here.”
“Huh?” I gape.
“We will ensure they never open a tunnel to this world, by guarding each stone zealously. With no direct route of attack,
Death will lead them to nearby planets and they’ll launch armies from there. When that happens… when the net is closing and
the end looks certain… it will be
your
time.”
“What am I supposed to do?” I scowl. “Hold up a STOP sign?”
“You will open a window and slip away to another part of the universe,” Raz says. “And you’ll take the planet with you.”
He says it so simply that at first I nod as if it’s no big thing. Then it hits me and I turn from the edge of the platform
and stare incredulously.
“Take the
planet
with me?” I repeat stupidly.
“When you’ve opened windows before, others have been able to slip through. This will be similar, only you’ll have to open
a bigger window.”
“You’re insane!” I yelp. “I’ve never opened a window more then seven or eight feet
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