Aneerin has intercepted us on the way back to Earth way more times than I’d like to admit. Usually when I’ve got some new discovery that’s going to change everything. He shows up and gives us the same old talk. He says that it isn’t our place to tell Earth whatever it is that will change life as we know it. I used to try to remind him that I come from Earth. But he just gave me this sad smile and shook his head. I hated to admit it, but I came to realize he’s right. I’m not a man of Earth anymore. I’m just a visitor when I go back now. My place is out here now. With the cybers I created. The ones that chose to live with me. The ones BORN to live with me. They are my people now. My family.
The Cybernetic Council has done a lot of exploring outside the boundaries of human space. A while back, they called on me to join a fleet headed out further than normal even for them. The target was a world they had learned about that was devoted entirely to diplomacy. The race that called it home were biological lie detectors, and so were perfect mediators. They hadn’t seen one of my kind in a long time. The really wanted my perspective on what we’d been up to for the last ten thousand years or so. Not gonna lie. That was a real interesting place to visit. And my game AIs really jumped at the opportunity to explore it all, and they and the other cybers spread out and shared everything they learned. And a fun time was had by all.
There are a lot of biologically diverse planets out beyond human space. A lot more that we can’t live on then we see in our territory, but some really interesting stuff out there. Some of the game AIs with me are real scientists and medical types that love to scan through the local plants looking for cheap and non-invasive ways to treat what ails people. And I’ve got others that are always on the lookout for new herbs and seasonings to try out on the grill. Not to mention new animals to try out on the grill. I have had some real crazy BBQ, let me tell you. Genuine out of this world. Some of it even tried to eat me back. A word to the wise. Not everything you kill stays dead out there.
I’ve been places in the decades since War’s End. Places no human has been in centuries. Places where I’m the first human any of them have ever seen. The old game AIs that travel with me actually love that kind of thing. Meeting new people. New civilizations. They can obviously reformat their hardlight avatars to look like anything, so they can even pass as one of the locals while learning what they want to learn. Sometimes I go with them when the basic form is close enough that all I need is a disguise. But most of the Big A Aliens out there are radically different from our own forms. Very few Star Trek-style bony headed humans out there. Outside our little corner of the galaxy of course.
Cybernetic Council starships can go just about anywhere they want. Unlimited range to all intents and purposes. Me and all those game AIs I pulled back in the day have gone places no one has gone in ages. I’ve seen real aliens out there. Not humans from other worlds. Not failed or successful genetics testing subjects that survived the millennia. Real, true, Big A Alien species that have no genetic similarity with us. I’ve been to worlds where I can’t even eat the food. Seen words no human eye was meant to read. And wouldn’t you know it? I’ve got people at my side that are all geared up and ready to study this stuff. Combat archeologists and linguist types. Give them a ruin to dig through, or a language to learn, and they are overjoyed.
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