It is New Year's Eve 2099 and the Jynarr Demigods are fronting for the presentation of their latest premiere at Sol Station.

The secret was released a year ago: Humanity is one big blockbuster fantasy- the music, the misery, the emotion all rolled into one final production to be presented to Entity for the final verdict. Humanoids everywhere are gathering to see the film: they wish to catch a glimpse of the toll of previous centuries, and of course to see if they can spot a familiar face.

The stars are here, the red carpet rolls out. Julius, Joan, Genghis, Elizabeth, Adolf, Diana... everyone is here. The cameras roll. The stars flash their teeth and swords. Click, click, sparkle, sparkle.

And last of all, through all the glitz and glamour that is the relocated Hollywood of Sol, the gold limousine rolls up. The humans hush. Stepping out of the car, Entity sweeps its eyes across the crowd of thousands. Entity will view the movie, and decide what the ending will be. Only Entity will know whether it will all end in tragedy.

Finally, everyone is seated for the preview and the screens come to life.
In Seven parts, the movie portrays the plight of humanity. Every few hundred years or so, and they are called Symphonies.
The Symphonies leave some of the audience dead. Blood and jaffas pour down the aisles... the film is incredibly disturbing, yet beautiful at once.

Those left in the flexicinema for the last symphony are disappointed. The film draws to an abrupt end- the 7th Symphony has not been portrayed.

The Entity stands. It is his turn. Now, humanity's end will be decided.

Consulting the producers and directors- the Jynarr Demigods - in a private temple, the Entity's proclamation rolls over his tongue in a thick undescribable accent.

"The Entity is not displeased. You have done well. However, there are many flaws which I will not stand to have. All of those world wars - not good. I love beautiful movies. The heroes, the heroines, the child prodigies, the sacred people - I love them all. I love them. But I do not love bloodshed. I love music. I do not love the massacres. Asassinations. Riots. Cruelty. Gore. I think you can make it better. Perfect it. Then I will decide the end."

Breathing a sigh of relief, the Jynarr Demigods now turn to eachother, and they decide. They will recruit the Ruby Soldiers, and they will be sent back into each Symphony to perfect their masterpiece. Without blood. With perfection.

 

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