|| 11th Month, 8th Day, Year 432 of the Terran Calendar || Entry 001
I am Sol. Formerly known as someone with the surname Verzara. I am writing this because I have realized that as the days grew longer since I have regained the memories of my past life, my memories of it are starting to fade away. If there comes a day when archeologists discover this diary of mine and decipher it's contents... hahaha, I can't imagine if they'll take this seriously or just dismiss it as a madman's ramblings or a novel in the form of a diary.
I will write this paragraph as a reminder that I am someone with the surname Verzara and nicknamed Verz in the 21st Century's social media platforms. It is a shame that I haven't seen Atycia at all before I died... that racist bitc— (refer to entry 031 paragraph 5-7 for more information about Atycia)
Anyways, it has been 3 months since I was discharged from the hospital and a month since I met Anneva. Anneva is someone I met when I curiously ate at the Pearl restaurant at the second ring of Atlantis. When I woke up in bed with her in my embrace a month ago, I was shook. I didn't know how we arrived at that situation back then. She told me that I was drunk and she took me home after helping me attend the auction. But she said that I dragged her to the bed and didn't let her leave.
Speaking of the auction, all I got from that is a music box. But this music box is unique to any music box I have ever seen as it was powered by a zero-point energy battery! Only the Annukazians are stupid enough to use the power source of a weapon for a mere music box. Although I don't know how to remove it... which was a shame but I'll find a way sooner or later.
One of the most notable things that happened this past month is that I gained a new friend. Guess who.... ITS ANNEVA! Well, I don't know what I did while I was drunk but she acts shy and blushes whenever I get close to her. I'm indeed beautiful. But sometimes being gorgeous is a sin. Scars? Real men has scars from their battles!
That pig face (General Khan) went to my house two days ago to ask my hand in marriage for the nth time. I thought he'll be discouraged after seeing my scarred face but all he said was, "Those are the trophy of your bravery and sacrifice. I'd be lucky to have such an excellent wife" and so on. Who believes what that muscle head spouts out of his dog mouth. Who...
(Many paragraphs containing complains about General Khan will be omitted)
...Before I end this entry, I wanna go back to the reason why I even started writing this diary no one else understand. It is to remember who I am before I became Sol. And writing this in my own language will remind me everything I will ever forget moving forward.
|| 13th Month, 1st Day, Year 432 of the Terr... || Entry 004
The 13th month of this world is only one day. This month is treated as the Eve of the New Year. Tomorrow will be the First Month of Year 433. But this is not the reason why I'm writing this entry. The sole reason why I'm writing this is because I have two good things that happened today.
The first one is that I have been accepted back at the research institute after 5 months of passing my applications. I guess they can't keep ignoring me anymore after I said that I have invented a new way for powering aircrafts besides crystals and gold. Of course I didn't think of it myself as I just recreated electricity in this world.
The most fascinating thing about this world is that every technology that you can see in this world is powered solely by gold and crystals. Those aircrafts they used are different though as those ran on the zero-point energy compact reactors that the Atlanteans took after we drove the Annukazians off the planet. But due to this, we don't understand the underlying rules and scientific processes that makes them work. This is why the Atlantean Research Institute was founded three years ago.
Due to monetary constraints, I can't afford to buy crystals to use as the battery of a prototype smartphone or computer. That's why I opted to recreate one of the greatest discovery of mankind in my past life. Electric Generators! Electricity has been one of the greatest discovery of mankind and a foundation of my past life's civilization. One of the greatest geniuses in my past life, Nikola Tesla, was even thought to have made something close to a zero-point energy device. Something that even Atlanteans hasn't even comprehended yet.
But she didn't jump to making particle accelerators from the start after successfully making a generator. She tried to recreate Tesla's Waldencliff Tower in Atlantis. She haven't succeeded yet or more precisely haven't started yet though as she only has a feasible theoretical paper on it. But this same paper allowed her to come back to the research institute.
The specifics of this theory is...
(...two pages of complex theoretical physics equations have been omitted...)
...and so that's how it was supposed to theoretically make energy transfer possible through all corners of the world. But I still have a long way to go till I successfully make this possible. It was also one of my wet dreams in my past life... writing this down while I have a female body really sounds weird and lewd. I shouldn't have written that.
The other good news was I now have an assistant for my research!
"You're writing in your little notebook again, Sol?"
I heard the sound of the door sliding along with her voice. Looking her way, I saw her coming to me with a faint smile wearing nothing but her night gown. Her nearly transparent night gown further accentuated her curves making me drool inwardly. You can't blame me, I'm a normal man (former).
"Yeah", while I replied I put the little journal of my notes away and waited for her to come closer.
"I have seen your journal a few times already but I don't understand what is written in them. Do you mind teaching me your language, Sol?"
As she walked closer to me and finally arrived behind me, she put her hands on my shoulder and gave them a little massage. This is a routine we do after 3 months of knowing each other passed. Seeing me always tired and sleepless most of the time, this is one of the ways she said she could at least help with besides being my research assistant. Help me relax.
"I don't mind Anneva. But my journal isn't that important, I just put what I experience everyday there."
"It doesn't matter. This way I can know more about you."
Anneva has been very curious about me and after about almost three months of knowing each other we basically know each other well enough that we slept on the same roof (it was the research building and she stayed with me here so that I wouldn't feel alone). Tell me it's super fast but I got attachment issues even in my past life! Though she herself haven't told me much about herself besides telling me that she's from a well off family and left her home to live freely.
"Oooh you're growing bolder by the day. Are you that afraid of me and Khan getting together?"
Anneva just rolled her eyes at me clearly dismissing my words. Khan has been growing increasingly active at annoying me recently with his incessant proposals to me. He even went and paid me a personal visit yesterday to propose again. But I think he pressed due to catching wind of me coming back to the research institute.
"I know you don't like that muscle head, who are you trying to fool? If you really want to be with him that badly then go ahead and marry him."
"Now, now, why can't you take a joke Anneva. You know me..."
Anneva looked at me with dead fish eyes and stared at me for a few seconds.
"Yes, you don't like guys at all and you like me."
"You're brutally blunt."
"But I don't know why... Atlantis' and the 12 City's total population doesn't exceed five hundred thousand and due to the still ongoing war with the Annukazians at the exosphere, our numbers are dwindling with each men that dies. A woman having relationship with another is... meaningless and going against the conventional view of striving for the survival of our race."
I looked at Anneva and I can understand what she meant. The war with the Annukazians for the past hundreds of years made it impossible for the population of humans to reach past a million. The highest population we have even reached was only over six hundred thousand, which is incomparable to the sheer number of humans on Earth in my past life.
Along with the war still ongoing, we are still under the threat of a possible extinction. But I am selfish. I cannot fathom being in a relationship with a man. I am disgusted by it. Although I'm not one now, that's still... kinda gay. Though I think liking a woman is gay too but I don't want to be on the receiving end. Maybe I'll change— no, I don't wanna change.
"I'm selfish, Anneva. I will do whatever I like and whatever it may take to do what my heart says."
" . . . "
After that little talk with Anneva in my study, she left and went to sleep. As for me? I still need to solve how this music box that I got from the auction works. I somehow managed to dismantle it in a month after I got it but I am scared of being blown up again so I haven't disconnected anything major... I think. It hasn't blown up after all these months so I'm somehow safe, for now.
This music box looks just like other music boxes in my past life as it plays a song when it is wound up. But this music box is different. The songs are entirely randomized and the way it makes the song is also different. There are no bumps or anything else inside except the zero-point energy battery and a flat crystal with elaborate etchings.
One thing she realized since she got this is that everytime it plays a song, it first goes silent for five seconds exactly which is then followed by a random frequency in the form of music. This music doesn't make sense at all, it can't even be called music, at least in human terms. Which was kind of odd... but they said it was an Annukazian music box though so maybe... probably it's not that odd for the music to be unappreciated to human ears.
Anyways I'll just bring this back to the research institute tomorrow after I report there. I'll ask those analysts about their opinions. Tackling a problem from just one perspective will be harder than with the help of others. In the meanwhile, I will just write what I currently know about this Annukazian technology first. Among other things I also have to do that is on priority is my left hand.
I looked at where my left hand was supposed to be and what was left was just a stump. Although I can easily make a hook or take a synthetic hand at the research institute anytime if I requested, there will be one thing that will be missing. Touch. So I will try my best to make a synthetic hand that can simulate the feeling of touch.
Annukazian technology is available at the research institute and those aliens can even grow back their limbs if they are dismembermbered so I think I can find inspiration there. If all things don't end that well, then I won't have a choice but use the favor the King owed me and ask for the Apple.
For now, I will sleep. I still have a long day tomorrow. Worrying won't amount to anything. I will think about it when I get there.
——Unknown PoV: ???——
"Rise. What is the current status of the Recon?"
I looked at the man in front of me. He stood tall at the height of three meters and has 2 pair of wings on his back. His face do not have eyes and only a mouth and nose but a halo constantly rotated above his head with odd dark eyes all of which are looking at herself. Along with the boundless starry sky outside the window, this gave the man an imposing and majestic presence.
"Report. Infiltration successful. The recon is currently on its way to the enemy's research institute."
"Good. As soon as their king is known to be beside the recon, blow it up immediately. We can't afford to be discovered."
"Yes."
"Go on. You are dismissed."
I nodded to his words and went out of the room. As I went out, I grew curious about what could be so special in this backwater planet that the leader of scouts doesn't even entertain the notion of finding other planets. I think I will know... in due time.
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