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The sight was stunning. The sight was magnificent. The sight was blinding in its beauty. The sight was heartbreaking.
But the observer did not care.
The observer only cared that it was happening, and why, and what the results would be.
The observer— he with twenty thousand years of life behind him— could only think that what he saw was nothing more than another cosmological episode that was to be analyzed and studied.
It was happening relatively quickly to a being of such long life, and as a result the observer would have passed this down as just another quick examination had it not been for the fact that this rapid event was an opportunity to learn something new. An opportunity to scrutinize another obscure parallelism of the universe in the hope to understand its workings; perhaps to gain some insight to how the observer might accomplish his given task.
And as all this was happening— the sight and the observation of the sight— a war was being waged. Blameless civilians and passive countrymen were being subjected to statute by strength; their sovereignty and liberties taken away by the might of the masses, continually driving onward to the beat of imperialism. All fell to the vigorous legion and the machinations of the hated Barraki. And their great protector did nothing, because it was not disturbing the ‘balance’. The very same balance that kept him alive.
For their protector, their sanctified being of supreme power, could not care for the individuals or the people as a mass so long as he was in a state of health. Even when he weakened because of his people’s strife, he would not turn to them and aim to cure their civil turmoil. No, for he had created organizations to deal with such important matters as universal peace.
Their protector, their adored guardian, was nothing but an automaton devoid of emotion or feeling.
And as this war waged, not once disturbing the perpetuated equilibrium, the observer watched the tragic sight unfolding before his analytical gaze.
The system was not too large—just the right size in fact; the five planets carefully strung to their orbits around the glowing star. An adolescent star for a sun, the planets, trace amounts of cosmic rays, a lack of nearby stars, and modest interstellar debris made this a very healthy system.
Therefore, the observer could not understand why the life bearing third and fourth planets were heading towards the bright sun. A quick study revealed that the gravitational field of the fourth and massive fifth planets seemed to be interacting in a normal manner, resulting in the massive pushing and pulling that was changing the third planet into a scorched rock.
The second and first planets both were orbiting the other side of the sun and thus did not feel much of the gravitational dancing of the outer planets. An interestingly random accident.
Firestorms erupted on the surface of the lush third planet and fast became visible from space. The oceans boiled away and steam swiftly filled the evaporating atmosphere, obscuring the conflagration that ravaged below. The planet collided into the sun, and the star hastily consumed the elements composing the now obliterated celestial body.
The fourth planet did not have such a horrible fate. It would survive; but most of its life would not. The gravitational affect of the gigantic fifth planet pushed the it closer to the sun. The fourth planets massive ocean flowed over the single continent that it bore. All land life forms drowned in the newly created ocean planet and temperatures raised by eight degrees. Most aquatic life died.
To the observer this was nothing more than gravitational interplay between planets.
This observation led to another question, concerning why such a large body should exist in an otherwise small system with comparatively undersized planets. Several observations, studies, and one experiment were then performed, resulting in the most likely reason to be concluded upon: Due to the proximity to the galactic center, the metallicity of this solar system was particularly high. This meant that large planets could form. Not only this, but high metallicity also increases the density of the protoplanetary disk and thereby induces said giant planets to shift position. These massive planets would then dominate and determine the fate of minor planets as their gravitational fields pushed and pulled.
This proved a possibly useful piece of knowledge given the observers purpose: to reform a shattered planet.
But that did not matter. Even though the observation made would help the observer with his duty, he did not once give a thought to the life just obliterated. He did not care about the life of others; he did not care about the life of his own people. That made all the difference to his life. For in his years of existence, The Great Spirit Mata Nui never had a soul.
And there it is.
--Mr.M