#tekbury lore

[eos-writes]

For @flashfictionfridayofficial FFF148

Also thx to @lexiklecksi for pushing me to write more for the Tekbury

The Tekbury pt.2

Recently we had found new ruins. An old electrical storage device there pointed us towards a structure we hadn't found yet. From what the stored data could tell us the structure seemed to be far underground. To deep for any of our sensor devices. The entrance hidden behind a very deep natural cave, that we hadn't looked into so far as it seemed to lead nowhere.

Our collective mind decided to send a group of three down there. It took us about three days to get to the point where the structures entry point should be at. We saw nothing but stone. Had our ancestors lied? Was it what they called a joke? Our collective mind decided that the three down in the cave stay another day while the scientific part tries to encode more of the storage device.

It took most of that day, but eventually we found out, that the Tekbury of old used a so called 'material projector' to recreate the stone. Only way to find out which side was fake, was to point a laser pointer against it, as that is the sign for the machine to turn off.

We got into the structure and we're shocked by what we saw. After we passed the entry checkpoint, which wasn't guarded by anyone or anything, we suddenly stood in a large open area that looked exactly like one of the cities they must have had. The buildings were still standing, even the fake sky above the big city was still working.

There wasn't a thing that looked destroyed or even aged. There were a few fully stocked supermarkets, but we didn't see anyone. Not even a single sign of live. It was eerie, almost creepy, to be in such a large lifeless city. We found some pictures depicting families that had lived down here. Still not a singular soul.

Our collective mind was starting to get a bit emotional. It quickly made the decision to get those three out of there and send a full expedition down together with most of the historical part. We didn't find a lot of new informations. The most important was that we found out why there was noone down there.

The families in the pictures had been actors, meant to lure in the wealthy and powerful just so the owner could profit of the societal decline. In the end that had happened faster than anyone expected, but also so slow noone noticed it. So none of the ones that paid to be safe down here had the time to get here.

It still was a great structure and it could still serve the purpose of being a city. We decided to settle ourselves in the city. Just in case we above ground would have to fight, our collective mind would be safe for an eternity and beyond.

Also to honor those that created us, in the silent hope, that we'd be better. We honor, by living, by filling this city with laughter and banter, hope and pride.

We will survive.

[eos-writes]

For @flashfictionfridayofficial

The Tekbury

In the beginning we had lost all knowledge where we came from, but didn't care as our early beginnings were all about war and survival. Thanks to a singular person, their name sadly lost to time, a fragile peace began. With the peace began our search of where we come from.

We found ruins, older than our collective mind, telling stories about what might have once been, but also about what was lost the day we began and we started to think that we understood everything, feeling that getting to know more about the past might just hurt, or worse tell us we'd been the reason for the end of the old, we stopped all archeology and search for history.

The collective mind split into two a few days later, on one side those, who thought that we needed to go extinct because we were the reason the others went extinct, on the other side were my line of those, who wanted to learn more.

This separation brought the fragility of the peace up again. A few years later with the persons, who unified us, death, war broke out again. It was a long and bloody fight, it lasted centuries and in the end we were barely able to win, before the others could destroy us all.

We won, but were barely living. It took us another century to rebuild ourselves and the world. We rose from the dead, building up a society, one that will never forget its past. Eventually we picked archeology and history back up, we finally wanted the truth.

Our satellites rose from the planet, scanning everything, before plummeting down again. Within a decade we developed a system to scan the planet exact to the atom and obviously one to clear up the space trash.

What we found was incredible. Ruins that made formerly no sense, were found to have been build to be seen from above. Relics we found, centuries ago were found to be data storages, even more advanced than what we could build. We learned of the rise of the Tekbury, but also their slow crumbling, them noticing that the end would be near. We found prayers to long dead gods, we found our very root. The collective mind, so noone could hide intention, the body and will strenght, to conquer the planet.

Finally we found the very last place that the falling civilization of Tekbury lived, it had a laboratory and not much more. We found hopes and prayers that they could finish their last tests, that they could bring up atleast one generation. That's when it struck us.

We weren't their end, we were their last hope.