The Ultimate Ritual
Page 4Aliaths plan got executed exactly as per his instructions. They had been shot out from the space-shuttle in a secret small capsule with a speed of 0.05C and the robot had calculated the vectors so that it would fit.
It all went as planned and they were coming closer to the planet with a speed and course that could not be altered.
After some heavy shakings they landed in some liquid ground.
“It must be water” Aliath told the robot.
After half an hour the automatic steering of the capsule had taken them on solid ground and the robot stepped out to analyze.
After confirmation Aliath stepped out to breathe the atmosphere.
“It is air, but not as good as in my time.”
They stood at the foot of something that looked like a hill and they decided to walk up on it to get a better sight.
The sight was surprising. It was someting that looked like a big, noisy village.
Aliath saw things flying, lights flashing, sounds worse than thunder and a lot of smoke.
“Master Aliath, this planet is inhabited. This is a city and what you see now is what is called war.”
“War?” Aliath didn’t understand the word.
“War is the intense destruction of different groups of the human race. They are killing each other.”
Aliath felt the anger starting to evolve within him and noticed that it was written “USA” on one of the flying machines. He turned around and walked down the hill in a state worse than usual.
“Master Aliath, is there any solution?”
After a silent moment the High-Elf suddenly came to see the insight he had travelled so long for, stopped, turned to the red machine and said,
“Yes, but it is nothing we can force on them. They have to see it themselves.
The problem with other life is that they cannot see the real values of things. They are so to say too materialistic…
The solution to that does not lie in revolution but in rehabilitation.
Even you, robot, cannot understand this which explains the downfall of your own civilization.
What is needed is a truly responsible person who develops and starts a new practical philosophy with the aim of rehabilitation of every single person…
I guess that person would be me, wouldn’t it?” Aliath looked at the robot.
“Yes, Master Aliath, it must be you. And we can start on this planet.”
“Accepted” answered Aliath to the robot knowing that the machine had not the faintest idea of the subject.
It was funny, and a feeling of joy arrived to the spirit of Aliath - something he had not experienced in a long, long time. Then, he smiled.
He overcame his deep apathy and whispered “I will do it”, and deep inside him he now knew that he would make it. He had lived for more than 1,000 years and now he could live another 1,000!