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Here’s what the Alden government has determined to be true about Patrium, in broad terms:

1. Abilities are hereditary. Hereditary Patrium users have been termed ‘progeny’.

2. Patrium generally enhance the abilities of the body, with various abilities categorized under smaller umbrellas.

3. Each category of abilities is associated with a colour; When an ability is being used, the eyes of the progeny will glow that colour.

4. Ancestral Artefacts (alternatively called ‘zenes’) are crystals associated with the same colours, with similar power to users of that colour. Specifics are not known; there is more diversity within progeny than Artefacts, but a greater number of Artefacts than progeny.

The fourth and final point was recently discovered, in comparison to the others. The world was shaken by the realization that Ancestral magic could be more than genetic. Naturally, the Alden government did what anybody would do; they began testing.

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When it became clear that Ancestral power was passed down generationally, scientists seeked to identify the genetic marker for this newfound ‘Patrium’. With new gene technologies on the horizon, one could only imagine the possibilities.

In the past two decades, some 50 or so documents have been published, sequencing the DNA of various Progeny, to inconclusive results. A gene on the autosomes was quickly ruled out, but no evidence could be found of a sex-linked gene either. Certain families followed the inheritance pattern of an X-linked trait, while others seemed more aligned with a Y-linked trait, and some showed no pattern at all.

Dr. Ivan Kalis jokingly claimed in one report that the gene would certainly be found on the “Z” chromosome. He explored the qualities of this hypothetical Z-linked gene, coining the term “zene”.

“Zene” has since become a common alternative term for Patrium, particularly when referring to Ancestral power drawn from non-genetic means, such as through naturally formed crystals or “Ancestral Artefacts”.

#ancestral prosecta #ivan kalis #alden reports #‘Patrium’ became a bit of a misnomer when they realized that it wasn’t only genetic #‘zene’ as a term became somewhat warped #in modern terms a ‘zene’ may refer to an Ancestral crystal or the power used by an imbued user #in Alden they are most commonly referred to as Ancestral Artefacts. In Prosecta they will be called zenes. Both terms are accepted.

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MAR - GLA TEST 003: 01

In response to the growing Prosectan military presence, the Alden government began a research division, privately testing the capabilities of Ancestral Artefacts.

Adam Pearler is a 26 year old male involved in the very first tests. He has red-blond hair and pleasant brown eyes, except for when he wields his Government Licensed Artefact (GLA). When in effect, his eyes glow a blazing yellow, predatory and inhuman.

The Artefact in question is a staff, with one large, simply cut yellow zene slotted into the top. Mr. Pearler is a medic first and foremost, and should not bear arms. However, he is a military medic, and so has been trained on how to use this staff to offensive ability.

He looks professional. His medic jacket is honey yellow, matching the amber colour of his staff. A colour choice based on the zenes he uses, a holdover from when Alden was still part of Prosecta. The uniform is good, crisp and heavy like all Alden government wear. He looks good.

He does not feel good. Using his Artefact always leaves him feeling nauseous behind the eyes, a sensation he had never had the misfortune of experiencing before he began the trials. It comes with the glow of the eyes, but it doesn’t leave with it. It stays even after he is no longer exerting force, once he is done his healing. A lingering strain.

He reports this in his documentation of the trial, but it seems like a logical symptom, normal enough that nothing will be done about it.

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MAR - GLA TEST 003: 02

6 months into testing. Adam is proud to report that operating the Artefact became simpler over time, by now intuitive. His eyes are strained often, and his vision has deteriorated further, but this could be coincidence. He got new gold-rimmed frames for his new prescription, rounder than before, and they hide the edge of his bruised undereyes. He find he looks even better now.

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MAR - GLA TEST 003: 03

12 months into testing. Adam finds he has truly reached past the growing pains. His eyes do not hurt after healing, he is less tired, and he can fight harder and longer. The Ministry of Ancestral Research is proud to say they have a person operating ancestral abilities without genetic affinity.

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MAR - GLA TEST 003: 04

15 months into testing. Adam feels like he is going insane. His eyes have gotten lighter, only noticeable when compared to photos from the year before. When the light hits him just so, his eyes flash like those of a predator. He mentions this in his next report, but there doesn’t seem to be a response. Nothing feels quite real anymore.

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10 years prior to the Archbury Reservoir Detonation - The Journals of Ivan Kalis, Ph. D

Dr. Ivan Kalis was not easily scared. Little could compare to the flooding terror of his eye getting gouged out. So right now, he wasn’t feeling very scared at all, no. But perhaps a bit intimidated.

Across the courtyard, Prince Dacien stood, speaking quietly to a woman his age. In all he’d heard of the prince - admittedly little, and all from Blanka - no one had bothered to mention just how young he looked.

The prince was short, pale, with a white flop of hair that seemed more fitting for a teenager than a monarch. His eyes were serious, grey, on a solemn face. He wore a violet vest with an intricate diamond pattern on the back, and some sort of sleeves in a similar hue. Other than the violet —which seemed to be a theme in the palace grounds — the prince was monochrome. His companion was dressed in similar colours, though less formal, especially with her hair dyed a violent pink. Ivan couldn’t make out her face from so far away, but could guess that it was the royal advisor, Cassandra.

Blanka had explained her role on the way there, snatching a newspaper with her photo on it and some article about raising the military numbers.

“She looks young.” Ivan had noted. Blanka laughed, as brash as always, and explained. When King Adel passed, the crown prince had refused a regent, and took over at just 17. Instead, he took an advisor, Cassandra Conroy, who was practically nobody, some bureaucrat’s daughter. People had questioned if she was there for her skills, or for more personal connections, as the Conroys had been old friends of the royal family.

Looking at her now though, it was clear she was skilled for the job. She looked up as they got closer, analyzing them with cool eyes an unnatural hue - a brown closer to the pink of her hair than actual brown. Moments after, the prince followed her gaze, watching them with an equally calm, but milder gaze.

“Your highness,” Ivan said. He bowed with one arm across his chest, as Blanka had insisted he do. “Thank you for this audience.”

“Dr. Kalis,” the prince said, extending a hand.

His clear eyes flicked towards Ivan’s scar, still gruesome and raw where it splayed over his face.

“I hear you have a proposal for me?”

Ivan looked up at Prince Dacien, watching hungrily as the air around his head rippled with tension. The infamous magic of the land. Patrium.

Doctor Ivan Kalis entered the private employ of Prince Dacien later that week.

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The Ancestrals left signs of their arrival to Earth; Earth-shaking mountains, powers beyond our understanding, and vessels that ruled in their name.

It is a well kept secret that there have been no true vessels for decades; no sign that the Ancestrals existed at all.

King Dacien must be plagued by delusion; not visions.

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Many years past, the Prosectan peninsula was one kingdom, united under the violet banner. It was the Arrival that set the course of change.

Welcome to the world, Alden. May your young nation prosper.

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Consider: Mutations and evolutions and bizarre variations that arent lethal, and so they just. survive. and reproduce. and change. and you may look and wonder at this god so separated from men, gifted with powers you cannot comprehend, thinking surely this is something otherworldly. Something holy.

Is it?

Is it holy? Is it god? When it comes down from its plane above, bearing gifts and magic surely stolen from the workshops of hephaestus or some god akin, then you know it must be true. When it chooses rulers with the divine right to rule, and communes with its closest followers, then you know it must be true.

Or perhaps it is just a fluke of evolution. Miraculous in its improbability, not its impossibility. Something the world simply hasn’t understood yet.