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With every step they took closer to the center of the Imperial Palace TalOS noted that the surroundings were somehow becoming more and more ornate. The walls were filled to the brim with different pieces of art that TalOS realized were not of their current era.
“Uncle, from what time were these works of art made?” TalOS asked as he studied them for a moment more, “These are all of historical events.”
“Yes they are. During the years where man was bound to Terra and could not reach out into the stars, he created works of art that captured the attitudes of both their time and of the past. It was… a moment of reflection for those who lived during that time.” He said as they continued their journey through the halls.
“Few of these works of man contain Technology, from what era was this before the Machine God blessed humanity?”
“The time of Rebirth.” Malcador answered simply, “The men of their era and most eras after claimed it to be when humanity finally saw the light. That they could shake off the shackles of their personal dark age and ascend forward.”
“A Dark Age… even before we ascended to the stars…” The voice of TalOS was strained as he said those words, “We are lucky that we had survived even back then.”
“I understand that it was a time not of reason but of tribalism, where man fought man for territory. While there was a rule of law those who were most powerful were the true rulers. And even they were subject to rebellion if they overstepped their bounds.” Malcador told TalOS with a sort of strain in his voice.
“But really they were always in a Dark Age.” UZ1 said as she took her entrance into the conversation, “Wouldn’t it be more of the Birth of Human Civilization, where Humanity felt the first sparks of the Machine God’s will?”
“You are correct.” Malcador admitted as he gave a small nod, “Before their era mankind did not examine the world like they did. Sure many tried, but it always fell on deaf ears. But you have to realize in retrospect they saw themselves as the continuation of another legacy. A Legacy of the Roma.”
“Roma?” TalOS asked for something that he himself has yet to hear of.
“Follow.” Malcador said as they continued down the halls.
