S3E13: The Event

Welcome to «ENKI: Tales from the Past»

Greetings, esteemed listeners. Today’s installment delves into intricacies that may challenge conventional comprehension within the audio medium. The narrative weaves through a tapestry of spacefaring civilizations, each driven by their clandestine agendas. However, without a firm grasp of the underlying lore, one risks veering off course amidst the unfolding saga.

Prepare to encounter the enigmatic Lyrans, a bellicose ancient race whose legacy is etched into Earth’s very fabric through enigmatic pyramids and genetic imprints. The Andromedans emerge as luminaries of enlightenment, their pursuits centered on societal harmony and scientific advancement. Lastly, the formidable Pleiadians loom over the cosmic stage, wielding interdimensional prowess to surveil the ebb and flow of existence as self-proclaimed custodians of equilibrium.

I am Mario Portela, entrusted with the task of guiding your understanding through the labyrinthine depths of this narrative. My fervent hope is to impart the essence intended for this episode, seamlessly aligning with the overarching narrative arc.

In recognition of the complexity herein, I’ve embarked on the endeavor of crafting a comprehensive literary tome, enriching the saga with expanded lore, elucidating flashbacks, and intricate details. You can embark on this journey by delving into the inaugural volume, “Enki: The Beginning – Book 1,” available on Amazon worldwide.

Now, venture forth with Ninki into the fabled realm of Atlantis, and immerse yourself in the unfolding story. Enjoy today’s episode!

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[In the celestial expanse where galaxies dance to the symphony of creation, a dissonance echoes through the cosmic tapestry.

The moment has arrived. – It finally happens! – Across countless ages, we readied them for this juncture. – Are they ready? – It has begun!]

The ocean breeze caresses my face as I stand upon the balcony of our floating city, gazing out at the endless azure that surrounds our island sanctuary… for us it will always be known as Athala, for it rises majestically from the sea like a golden jewel glinting in the sunlight.

Here, far from the simmering conflicts that plague the mainlands, we enact our covert mission under the guidance of the Pleiadians. Originating from the ancestral cradle of the Seven Sisters, their ancient civilization boasts mastery over traversing the realms of time and space effortlessly. Athala stands as a sprawling complex where diverse races collaborate, governed by the enigmatic Pleiadian paradox protocols designed to uphold balance and stability at pivotal junctures within this galaxy.

In me, the Pleiadians discerned a kindred spirit, aligning with their own essence, thus designating me a guardian from birth. As an emissary representing the Andromedan civilization among them, I am entrusted with the solemn duty of vigilance. The Pleiadians enlist our aid as custodians of time, tasking us with observing and forewarning of pivotal occurrences that may disrupt the delicate equilibrium. I pledged my allegiance to safeguard the destiny of this planet, committed to shaping a harmonious future.

My purpose here in Atlantis is to oversee the establishment of a control center, a base from which the Pleiadians can monitor the unfolding events on Ki and intervene when necessary to maintain balance. My heart aches to turn away from Enki and Inanna, but the promise of saving this adopted world we have come to love drives me forward.

Today, a shift is palpable in the energy around me, like currents swirling beneath a placid lake.

The collective mind is bustling with activity and I sense an unexpected turn of events is about to take place.

I close my eyes, reaching out with my senses towards the Pleiadian Hive Mind that exists beyond the physical plane. Their presence washes over me as I attune my consciousness to their frequency.

[Can you feel it? – You must feel it, for it has begun. – Is she feeling it? – Your task arrives. – Take Action!]

A solemn warning takes shape, unfurling within the confines of my mind.

[Events have been set in motion that threaten the integrity of the timeline. – Our enemy has made an incursion, intent on disrupting the flow of destiny. – You must trace this divergence to its source and seal the fracture before it is too late. Your task arrives. – Take Action!]

My eyes fly open, heart pounding with trepidation. This is the moment that will set events into motion… Who or what possess power enough to challenge the will of time itself? What consequences will such meddling inflict upon Ki and its denizens, human and Anunnaki alike?

I must waste no time… Our city’s technology can scan the planet for anomalies in the quantum flow that might betray interlopers. Once identified, I will lead an investigative team to assess the situation directly and determine the appropriate course of action.

My feet carry me swiftly through Atlantis’ gleaming corridors, bound for the Central Chamber. My advisor Neferkaptah falls in step beside me, her Lyran brow creased with concern. Before she can voice the question in her eyes, I speak.

“THE fracture has appeared in the river of time. We believe the enemy force has created an incursion upon the planet’s future, threatening integrity. Ready your best technicians – I need our scanners analyzing the planet for quantum anomalies immediately.”

“It will be done. We stand ready to serve the will of the Pleiadians, whatever comes.”

I clasp her shoulder firmly while she contacts central services for orders.

“Paradox is upon us… initiate scan procedures.”

Upon reaching the soaring Central Chamber, ringed with ethereal control panels, I convene an emergency meeting with our foremost experts in chronal mechanics. Minds and technology merge in a joint endeavor as we initiate our scouring of the planet, seeking any sign of quantum tampering.

Several minutes pass in a tense vigil. Then, a warning crystal sounds as our systems detect a spike in temporal displacement energy. I hurry to Neferkaptah’s terminal. Her fingers dance across illuminated controls, calibrating our scanners to the find.

“There! – Sensors show a chronal anomaly developing in this region, consistent with the event we have in Pleiadian archives. The signature is faint, but unmistakable.”

I examine the location intently. A vast ridge of mountains to the west, sparsely inhabited but known to house a number of anomalies built by Anunnaki tech. What secrets might those mountain subterranean depths conceal?

Turning to address the Central Command, my voice rings with absolute authority.

“Ready a strike team for immediate deployment. We travel to investigate this disturbance before it grows beyond our ability to seal. If hostiles are present, we must be prepared.”

But caution dictates we assess the situation further before determining the appropriate response.

“My lady… the dissonance is moving. Look!”

With bated breath, I fixate upon the jagged silhouette of the mountain ridge, its ominous contours looming on the scanners. A minuscule vessel hastily departs the vicinity, its eerie departure shrouded in mystery. The craft bears the unmistakable hallmarks of an Annunaki scout ship, a foreboding harbinger of impending doom for sure. There can be no question: the architects of this temporal disruption lurk within its confines… this is the moment I have been expecting to change the impending doomed future of this planet.

[Does she know? – She does not! – This is exciting. What will she do now? – I want it controlled! – I want it destroyed!]

I stare intently at the display screen… the craft moves swiftly, making a beeline for the ocean. My instincts scream that this heralds danger… somehow…

“Ready a fighter squadron for immediate intercept. Hail it!… Either Capture that vessel via tractor beam or destroy it if capture proves impossible. But I want its occupants taken alive if feasible.”

“It will be done, My Lady Dannu”

As she swiftly relays my commands, I return my gaze to the screen. Whoever dared change the planet’s equilibrium will be dealt accordingly!

My eyes narrow as the squadron mobilizes to carry out my bidding. In moments, its fate will be sealed…one way or another. Our duty to uphold the balance shall be fulfilled, no matter the cost.

“We are ready!”

“Hail it, Neferkaptah!”

“We have response…”

“This is Dannu of Athala, Ninki for the Anunnaki… Release ship command and identify yourself… I repeat… This is Dannu of Athala, Ninki for the Anunnaki…”

“Mom!? Is that you?”