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“ABRID LAS PUERTAS, CABRONES!” 

 

“ES UNA TRAIDORA Y ME DA IGUAL CUÁNTO VALOR TIENE EL BAR, CARLA! TIRAREMOS LA PUERTA ABAJO!” 

 

“HAS DADO LA ESPALDA A LOS TUYOS, VENDIDA! TEN OVARIOS Y ASUME LAS CONSECUENCIAS!”

 

“HIJA DE PUTA, HAS ENTREGADO NUESTRO PLANETA A ESAS ZORRAS GIGANTES!” 

 

“SI TAN VALIENTE ERES PARA SER LA MASCOTA DE LAS GIGANTAS VEN AQUÍ FUERA A DAR LA CARA!” 

 

 

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I once thought that the day I revealed to my parents and siblings my… clearly divergent sexual preferences of the 97% heterosexuality in the family so far would be the most tense of my entire life. My youthful innocence made me think that after never seeing any hint of discomfort in the face of any appearance of the Homo factor (as my late maternal grandfather never tired of joking once the opportunity presented itself) they would not mind that his up to the time only daughter turned out to share tastes with her 4 older brothers.

 

Good heavens, how wrong I was ... 

 

Seeing my mother drop the glass she was taking out of the dishwasher, my father almost choking on his coffee before bed and my brother Alex almost ripping the door off the fridge... The awkward silence of 4 minutes before Alex ran out of the house screaming with all his might: 

"FI IS A LESBIAN AND THAT MEANS I'M STAYING THE PENTHOUSE, YOU IDIOTS!" 

(Months later I discovered that those four idiots had been betting since I was 11 years old to decide who inherited my grandfather's attic-study to make it his private room)

 

I perfectly remember how my mother without saying a word approached me pushing aside the remains of glass, taking my hand and leading me to the table. My father waited patiently and motionless until I was already sitting in my seat, getting up slowly (VERY SLOWLY) leaving his phone face down next to the stains of his coffee. 

Her first words and I swear it happened like this were: "Fiore ... you know that lesbian means you like women ... right?" 

 

Before continuing I want to emphasize that the only reason that Fiore called me and not Fionna as my parents claimed is because the same grandfather who lived in his attic studio decided at the last moment to enroll in the registry that Fionna was not a name Enough Italian to reflect my father's origins.

The talk after confirming to my parents that I perfectly knew the meaning of lesbian, her awkward subsequent questions bathed in a mixture of guilt, doubt and trying not to seem that they were against homosexual people ... I remember so much seeing how my father was searching on his phone Tips for parents of homosexuals while my mother listing each actor on Spanish television in 2013 who seemed attractive in an attempt to "help me clarify ideas".

 

Both that night and the following days when the news spread both to my family in Barcelona and to the other side of my family in Verona (Italy), they made up the most uncomfortable and most vulnerable week I had felt in my entire life ... OR at least until now where I find myself writing in the bathroom of a friend's restaurant in an attempt to wait for all my acquaintances and other city dwellers to stop asking for my head. 

 

I never think to regret loving and having married my wife Vell... how much they are still resentful in my hometown with the giantesses of Acheron ... perhaps I would have reconsidered coming alone to visit after so many years.

 

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Seeing that Carla (my best friend earthling… Damn, maybe they wouldn't hate me anymore if I stopped using Acherian expressions) has not come  to let me know that I can go out ... and that I still hear my old friends and acquaintances ask for my neck out there, I suppose I have time to start from the beginning.

My name is Fiore Lenoe Romero, daughter of Gustavo Leone and Joana Romero, fifth sister of the seven heirs to the Leone fortune made up of 4 trucks and high-ranking member of the EEA. (Earth Embassy of Acheron)

I'm in a super-tense situation so I think I can afford a flourishing introduction. 

 

Born on December 4, 2000, I grew up in a two-story, 6-room house with 4 older siblings (the youngest of them 5 years older than me), a mother addicted to shakes (no symbolism here, my mother went through a very terrible phase due to her addiction), a trucker father who spent a week and a half a month at home and a maternal grandfather who enjoyed too much of his illusion of dominating the neighborhood from his attic in his handmade house.

I have always been a good student and athlete, without ever being the best in my class but always in the top 10. Keeping myself in good situations, entering all extracurricular activities to the best of my ability to earn my scholarship possibilities… From even Before knowing that I liked women, I knew that I wanted to work at the UNO as a great secretary, and following that dream and knowing my limitations, I decided to try the social sciences along the way.

 

This is the story of how a young woman from the periphery of Barcelona, r03;r03;working hard and never giving up, managed to fulfill her dream of working for the UN. Except for the small detail that ... she didn’t work exactly in the position she had dreamed of. 

 

My previous position, prior to the Union-Week events, was as a translator and interpreter at the UN headquarters in Geneva. 

Yeeep, it turns out that I was not so good at studying social sciences compared to my physical training and language qualities ... so I took what I liked and knew how to do and followed the path. 

 

A year before the Union-Week I was informed that my application had been accepted from Geneva, so without taking a week I stood with my suitcase and my motorcycle in a rented apartment an hour and a quarter from my job, ready to give it my all and climb stalls until you reach headquarters in New York. 

The week before, on June 21, 2026, I was in the exact same place where I had arrived, with the same old motorcycle and ready to deliver my resignation letter written two months earlier ... and despite the crucial that were the following 168 hours, the first half of 2026 is not a time of my life that I feel very proud, really. 

 

I guess with a brief general introduction done it starts time to get down to what really matters, the story of how I met the girl who stole my heart with a single glance from her turquoise eyes, the love of my life, my future girlfriend and even more future wife, all in a 55-foot-tall package. And how my actions to get into her panties (figurative sense, I wouldn't get to get literally into her panties until 10 years later) saved the humanity from losing one of our most important allies off the planet. 

 

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Well ... the history of the Union-Week has been told a thousand times from so many perspectives that starting with another one to relate the same events seems a bit heavy to me. Unfortunately, I can't think of any other way, so I'm going to start in the morning of Monday, June 27. 

Like every day at that time I had barely a wink of eye thanks to a full session of hot night, internal scorn and excess caffeine sponsored by C*** Cola, so I prepared for work especially early. 

 

I left my apartment at five in the morning to clear myself, my goal was as usual after a bad night the English Garden, one of my favorite places to walk and clear my head. Fate wanted me to be there right there at six twenty minutes in the morning ... just in time to see how the sky at the dawn of Geneva split in two when the Acharonian SkyLetter probe crossed our firmament until it descended over Lake Geneva.

 

The streets were filled in seconds, thousands of people surrounding the lake without any kind of social control began to record with their phones (me included, only that instead of recording I was on video call with my father) the most... relevant event to all our modern history as a species. 

The first few minutes passed in almost silence, nobody daring to do anything while the probe floated in a violet halo over the waters. The silence lasted until, exhibiting a technology that ridiculed all our achievements, the probe began to move, separating its components and deforming them until it became a cyberpunk-worthy holographic screen on which 2 lines and 8 columns of text were displayed, written in a language completely incomprehensible to us.

 

Neither the police nor the army managed to disperse people who immediately began shouting all kinds of conspiracy theories, from threats from other worlds to messages from the future to warn us of new and more dangerous epidemics. I do not remember when between the riots began and the police intervening, I was called by two army officers who escorted me a few blocks away where one of my bosses (Luca Engler, who is currently a counselor at the Acheron embassy in Geneva) was chatting with what appeared to be a top military post. 

 

As I was hastily informed as we were forced into a military vehicle, a much smaller and undetectable second probe had appeared hours earlier in the Palais des Nations, containing a device similar to a computer (although to this day I am still believing that it looks more like a curved tablet) to which our technicians had managed to connect (I still have no idea how) until they found a message in perfect English that they proceeded to let us read it. 

And not just any message! To this day my hair still stands when I remember it. 

 

“Earthlings, this is a message from your sisters of genetic origin from the planet Acheron. 

We are aware of how much you have suffered in your last solar cycles and we wish our first contact was in a better situation but there is not much time left. 

Please continue digging into this memory unit until you find two more documents: 

A very simplified version of our alphabet that we have prepared for you to use as a Rosetta stone and a counter that will indicate when our next messaging probe will reach your planet. 

Our intention is that both come as close as possible to one of the headquarters of what you call the United Nations, although the enormous distance that separates us does not allow us to specify surgery without putting you in danger.  

We will look forward to your response, no matter how cliche it may sound to you according to your cinema, we come in peace. ”  

 

Without knowing it, what I had read were the first words that my wife would write to me.

 

 

(Not literally me but back then I was totally part of humanity so I take my share of the message)

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I am hearing that they are going to bring the police, I don’t know what they plan to tell them but they should not be able to do anything here, I am not doing anything illegal for the love o of god! 

Honestly (although I think sadness speaks for me now) ... I don't know why I came back to Earth. I have been living in Acheron for almost longer than on this planet, and except for my Earth family and my best friend Carla there are not many more ties that link me to this place. 

Okay, okay… I don't want to be misinterpreted as a cold and ruthless person who turns her back on her home planet! I have attended via hologram the birth of all my nephews and my godson, all the birthdays of my family and the funeral of my last grandfather ... and those here have done exactly the same for all the things that happened in Acheron! It was difficult teaching my parents to use the Holo-time but it was worth having them by my side at my graduation as the first official translator of the Aekun or when the Alver-mother of my dear Vell passed away… I know that she also appreciated having her in-laws present at the funeral.

It may not count for some if you are not in person but in the case of my family I believe that we have managed everything well and that is what matters.

And I suppose that the term Alver-mother sounded strange to you, nor can I blame those who after 20 years have not been interested in the culture of the Acheron Empire! However, this is an ideal excuse for me to launch my new favorite section:

The first unofficial guide on a personal level of the Acheron empire! 

(Name not yet registered, please let no one appropriate it)

Let's start with the obvious. JIn the same way that the inhabitants of the earth are called Humans or Earthlings beyond our cosmic borders, the inhabitants of the planet Acheron are known as Aken. (Although I will leave the history lessons for another day, Aken comes from the name of the first great unifier on the planet ... the equivalent of our first UAN president)

And yes, I know that none of them has mentioned feeling offended that here on Earth you refer to them as giantesses… but let's be fair, we cannot go recriminating that we are called humans and not earthlings, and then start changing the name of other species!

Among their main characteristics we have that we both come from the same type of biological origin of bipedal hominids. (As much as we like to dream to the contrary, the planets that can harbor life are limited and the way this life is generated and evolves to a minimum level are equal or more limited). While on our planet we manage to evolve thanks to rapid adaptation to the environment, learning to create tools and less need for food consumption compared to our physically stronger rivals, the Akken evolved growing until they were able to dominate the much more hostile rivals and the nature of the gigantic Acheron (remember, Acheron is almost 3.8 times larger than our planet), scrapping the multiple biological sexes along the way for a single unified sex in favor of more individuals being able to procreate. (What on Earth we know as sequential hermaphroditism, similar to what happens in clown fish)

Physically for us humans the Akken would be all females, mainly based on their physical appearance based on non-direct confrontation with less bulky but more resistant muscles, rapid migration, the appearance of mammary glands in all members of the species and internal genitalia. This is relatively true until the age of 20 (on average, according to an acquaintance, her sister took until 24), where each Akken ends its period of puberty and their bodies begin to shape their genitals, giving rise to two possibilities: the alver or fertilizer and the dalver or fertilized.

Don’t think that they suddenly develop a penis or anything like that! The change occurs almost entirely internally. (I can attest to this, my wife is an Alver and down there she only has a beautiful, smooth and wonderful grotto ... too explicit? Maybe)

I am not going to elaborate further on the subject of reproduction, so we should follow more data from the biology of the Akken, the ones that every time I count them when they invite me to a school class give rise to three different general opinions: Either you feel really terrified,Or do you really feel amazed as a science fiction/fantasy fan, or they give you certain security that we are "eternal" allies. (Words from the Herald of Acheron, the highest rank of the empire and the equivalent of our UAN president ... I think he had said something similar before)

Their cells, skin and organs are extremely resistant to injuries, extreme temperature changes or pressure or aging. Their brains are more apt to receive and change information making them more similar to those of human infants/adolescents than to human adults. Their bodies are so malleable and trainable that with proper physical and mental training they are able to increase both their body mass, their muscle mass or their height exponentially (and although it is temporarily, I have come to see a soldier staying 90 feet tall for weeks).

Have I already mentioned that the average height of the Achei is 48 feet tall? No need, right? Just in case I will emphasize it again. 

14 and a half meters or 48 feet high for those of you who still follow the imperial system or whatever it is called. An average weight of 30 tons currently. I won't go into more detail but just to support my point a bit more I will say that an 8/9 Akken girl can lift an adult African elephant. It is not an estimate, I have seen it.

I know that unless you live in areas where there are Acheron embassies it is difficult to put into perspective such gigantic and beautiful beings moving at such high speed. 

And of course I mean speed relatively! Their movements in perspective are not much faster or more agile than ours (at least starting human and Akken from an attitude of rest and tranquility, both under pressure the Akken wins with extreme ease), but I can promise you that after two decades living with them the feats they can achieve do not cease to impress me. 

I guess in perspective it is not too difficult to understand all the first stir / terror on a global scale when we established our first physical contact ... especially since the Acheron empire did not expect us to give so much importance to the difference in sizes.

It’s strange to think but you have to believe me, I have talked about this with almost all those involved in the first contact and none believed that the difference in sizes was going to cause so many problems!

Although I should, before getting to that part, talk about the decryption crisis.

 

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Hours after the arrival of the Acheron probe, they brought me, my fellow translators, and the linguistic experts that the military had been able to find in the last few hours in a secret cellar at the Palais des Nations, along with the 10 "informatics" (I insist on not being clear what they really were); all of us constantly watched by the most terrifying and armed soldiers I could ever imagine. 

On one side of the room and surrounded by 8 soldiers the first Acheron probe that had arrived, the "Rosetta Probe" as they had called it. On the other side, a screen the size of almost the entire wall, emitting the second Acheron probe in rigorous direct and with planes from all possible angles. And we are in the middle with a lot of tables, computers that seemed completely new and all the office supplies you can imagine. 

Objective: Decipher the message as soon as possible. 

And although now, so many years after living in Acheron, it is impossible for me to reposition myself in that room, I perfectly remember the terror that invaded us inside. The Aekun is ... the hardcore version of the bastard son of Korean, English and Spanish. 

Much of the language is written in symbols, these symbols have multiple variants to express actions over time, the syntax is subject-object-verb, the linguistic variants between different areas have similar bases ... Many grammatical rules that together resulted in neither with the alphabet that they sent us (Fun fact of the day! The alphabet that they sent us I found it years later… in a book of the equivalent of kindergarten education on Earth. Up to that point of fear they had us not knowing how to understand them) we managed to find the meaning of the text. 

I and my fellow translators had relegated us to the lowest possible level in the chain, bequeathing us the honorable honor of translating the second message word for word with the alphabet while their honorable Bald Mc.Ni-thank-you-gave us a debate the meaning and they were trying to put the puzzle together. 

Every time, and I repeat, every time they failed to advance they shouted at us to continue translating, insisting that we should check each symbol both individually and together. 

Did I mention that instead of leaving a space between words or forming complete sentences, the Akken leave spaces after each verb conjugation? It was… it was the real problem.

AND WHO HAD THE IDEA THAT IT WAS SO?! THIS GIRL HERE! I GET UP TRIUMPHAL FROM MY CHAIR TO FUCK, ONE BY ONE, THE MINDS OF ALL THE OLD FARTS IN THE ROOM! Someday my great-great-granddaughters will tell the story, I'm sure of it. 

Returning to the situation and already relaxing a little, I was the first to suggest the existence of this grammatical rule explaining the strange format of the text. First they took me for a madwoman until my direct boss began to review the phrase with the deciphered symbols and found that some logical phrases were formed, which of course meant that my idea became everyone's idea as we launched ourselves into the race to continue deciphering the text. 

The process lasted for almost 8 hours, much of the last five interpreting meanings since although in the Acheron empire he knew English many expressions and words with double meanings were broken or without context. What you are going to see now is a fixed version of the text except for the only word that at first did not occur to us that it was an error.

"The Acheron empire discovered the earth 1000 cycles ago of solar rotation, and since then we have observed you with curiosity and enthusiasm without wishing to intervene in your natural development. From the day we begin to traverse the cosmos, the Akken have had a dream in mind: to find our family beyond from the stars.

And precisely you are that family, earthlings. The first in this galaxy that we know to have the same origin as us, a symbolic union that may one day make us genetically compatible, a union that all of us in the Acheron Empire swear to defend at all costs. 

 

And as a family, just like an older sister worried about her becoming her little brother, we have to warn them that your non-existence and unconsciousness on a cosmic level is about to end for your misfortune. 

 

The Aph solar system where you reside has been selected for acquisition by another "alien" empire as you refer to species beyond Earth, the Torih Alliance, as a place to build their first colonies on this side of the Milky Way ... and Considering that Earth is considered an infant civilization for the rest of the galaxy, we have complete assurance that your entire species will follow the fate of many others found by the Torih, assigned as a sub-civilized species for your subsequent re-education. (That we are totally sure that in your language it corresponds to cultural enslavement-genocide)

 

If you wish, the Acheron empire will act and defend your position against the Torih, for this we will need to establish a degree of submission as soon as possible so that we can acquire the rights of your solar system. This probe is capable of analyzing the content on the other probe with the Earth keyboard that we built, from there we wait for your message, both affirmative and negative. (If so, we are ready to establish contact as soon as you give us a date, if this is the case, it should be around the solar rotations of your solar system)

 

Best regards and best of luck, your sisters from Acheron ”

Saving a few expressions resulting from broken English, can you see the word that by its appearance caused the entire subsequent disaster when someone in the room leaked all the information on social networks? Correct, the Acheron empire was firmly confident that the word Submission was an expression of equality and not of ... well, submission between a superior and an inferior. And of course, when an alien species confuses such a critical term in its first message ... I still don't understand how the Leaning Tower of Pisa ended up being knocked down during the riots. 

The 3 most terrifying weeks that we have lived as a species and that we have lived through true hells, 3 weeks that kept all of us involved in the translation under rigorous surveillance. 

3 weeks ... that I spend them investigating with all the material they had given me.

I consider myself a sincere person who trusts her instinct, and my instinct told me that the abrupt final change in tone at the end of the message made no sense. It was too strange that after talking about family and all that without warning they pretend that we will "kneel" before them. And as you will all imagine, it was not easy to make an argument out of my instincts to get in touch with them, not with the whole globe launching on a arms race against an enemy that we do not even know its form, its capabilities or even its arrival. 

I suppose that everyone will remember the figure of the delegate Austin Muñoz, the great diplomat who, after secretly meeting with the members of the translation team, decided to answer the Acheron Empire and thus become the hero who united both civilizations. 

AUSTIN MUÑOZ IS A HERO, RIGHT? Only him and no one but him came up with that idea, right? The great theory that turned out to be right and serve to save the earth, RIGHT? 

AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

It was me who had the idea! I was the one who went to him with my theory, not him to us! I was the one who suggested the Akken's mistake in understanding English and the true meaning of the message! So many years have passed and I have kept quiet because that way I could protect my family and the "woman" I love from all the cameras that have surrounded Austin since that day ... but it has never seemed fair to me that they take all the merit. 

I'm not going to underestimate Austin's role in the alliance treaties and all that, but I want at least that before going back to Acheron in a definitive way this should be recorded: I was the one who consulted him about my idea and who brought together other translators to explain my theory. 

...

And yes, I know I should have said it before but well ... this trip of mine is my last visit to Earth ... at least as an earthling. 

 

 

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In order that all of you understand my position on never returning to Earth again, we must emphasize for a moment one of the phrases that my brand-new wife wrote in her "first contact letter" to Earth (we will come back later because a soldier was chosen as the writer of such an important document). 

“And precisely you are that family, earthlings. The first in this galaxy that we know to have the same origin as us, a symbolic union that may one day make us genetically compatible, a union that all of us in the Acheron Empire swear to defend at all costs.” 

The genetic technology of the Acheron empire ... whom I want to deceive, the technology of the Acheron empire is measured between 800 and 950 years more advanced than ours, and as its message suggests, Akken's greatest wish as a species was to find their genetic family beyond Acheron. 

The reason is much less apocalyptic than you can imagine, I promise you. (But quite apocalyptic depending on the point of view you see it)

All species that come from From our common genetic point, that of creatures that evolve from water to dry land and from there to bipedal hominids ... all of us who share these characteristics are condemned to extension, to total genetic failure. Yep, I mean exactly what you have just read, our evolutionary process always ends in genetic failure and in losing the ability to reproduce, 100% truthful, with no way to avoid it individually. 

The Akken discovered it when they found a planet with the... “same” environmental conditions as Acheron and Earth (Although our planets are vastly different, certain points in common can be traced to the reason for our evolutionary origin such as the breathable atmosphere, the existence of unsalted or polluted waters and the earth capable of harboring nutrients), a planet where another member of our biological family ... had gone extinct after 5 million years of suffering trying to save its own genome. 

Their records were found by Akken scouts, totally chilling documents where they explained their attempts to save themselves by purifying their genome to ensure fertilization, the other planets with our evolutionary origin and how their civilizations had also met the same terrible end ... and a hope for the future as theories for those who found them. 

Theories on how to use two totally different genomes from a similar origin it would be possible to avoid the loss of reproductive capacity

The Akken learned terrified of the fate of our "great-grandparents" (since according to them the peak of that civilization occurred when the Akken ancestors began to recover from their last ice age and the human ancestors began to abandon the sea and breathe out of it). A terrible destiny that tormented the planet Acheron and propelled them to explore the entire Milky Way galaxy until they found us. 

All this brings us to the present, where this struggle to avoid the mistakes of our predecessors has brought together the scientific spheres of Acheron and Earth, and these have brought their research to the point where I am: Since I'm not a scientist I can't give you the details ... but roughly ... I'm going to become an Akken. 

Technically the correct term would be Akken of Human Origin or Akken-Human hybrid.

30 years with the best scientists on Earth and Acheron working together, matching technologies (Much of it being humans catching up with the Akken, only being the other way around in the field of evolutionary simulation that humans were more advanced in) has led to the first genetic treatment to purify our very different genomes ... and since I am still not a scientist, I am going to tell you exactly what they told me would happen: 

The process is similar to a pre-made disease ... more or less like a cancer with positive effects no matter how terrible that sounds. (And more for me, who lost my grandmother to kidney cancer). It sounds pretty bad, and according to the scientists who carry out the research, it will be a quite painful process in its first and last stages. 

Basically I will be injected with a mix of Akken gene cells and artificial cells which will enter my system and trick my body into accepting and starting to reproduce the Akken cells, expanding my entire body up to 90% the height of a normally-born Akken according to initial estimates). All while they injected me with a serum (daily in the first phase, weekly in the second and again daily in the third, that’s why I mean with first and third painful phases) that will desensitize my muscles / bones / skin / organs so that they can expand by accepting your new cells without killing me in the process. 

Until now the greatest fear they had was that the bone system would not accept it to expand correctly, a fear that after the latest physical-virtual tests have resulted in being totally unfounded. 

I will be the first person to receive the treatment ... Why would I do something like this? 

Love. True love, Baby 

I don’t care how childish or stupid it sounds, I already told you that I trust my instincts blindly. The Akken live on average 800 years, from which their bodies stop aging at 40/50. My wife is 34 right now ... and I don't plan to go to the other neighborhood leaving her behind, alone and heartbroken. 

I don’t plan that the fight against the governments of two fucking planets to marry her fall on deaf ears and only serve to leave her being the widow of a human. 

GOD, I cannot leave her knowing that I have 750 years of possible sex in perfect physical condition ahead!

(The latter is a joke ... a big part of it at least)

 

I guess I should mention that it is a bit late for any of you to try to stop me with arguments like that I was born as a human and should die as a human ... stupid argument because after so many years of movies we finally have cyborgs or artificial bodies.

Why will you ask? I guess that's something else I should have mentioned at first, but I wasn't planning on staying locked up that long. I am in a Spanish bar bathroom, a room with ceilings of 2 meters and about 15 centimeters ... and I am currently 2 meters and 70 centimeters tall. 

Boom! Surprise! I am already in treatment, and this is why this is my final visit to Earth ... in a month my body will hurt too much to get out of bed and in about 8/9 months it will be impossible for me to even enter my old house, or my old school ... I think you already caught what I mean but I will give myself one last comparison: 

In a year I will weigh almost as much as my entire old house.

Vell tried to rethink it for a couple of days, and my arguments for her led me to be on the same day that the treatment was available on the operating table. (This if I keep it to myself, I'm just going to mention that there is a great dream of both that needs me to become an Akken genetically). 

I have spent a week and a half in an almost permanent coma, with brief periods of lucidity that took place in rapid checks of my brain capacity; and after two and a half weeks I can move again without assistance for about 35 days until I enter the next phase of treatment. 

How do I feel? I couldn't feel better! I see perfectly without lenses, I almost never feel tired, I could fight with a bengal tiger and win without problems (Vell has forbidden me and the ground authorities have denied my proposal, unfortunately). According to the scientists most of this is psychosomatic since the improvements in my body are still only minimal ... the only real one is the increase in height, weight and the subsequent increase in the need for food and water intake... and waste disposal. (It's disgusting, I know, but I have to be honest. I would hate myself if someone wants to receive the treatment without understanding all that it entails)

I started the previous chapter by mentioning that I don't understand what I'm doing here on Earth ... And although the question is still valid thanks to the screams that I still hear with my improved ears (that I am under a window that overlooks a patio it has nothing to do with being able to listen to them, it is all thanks to my super-hearing), screams of rage full of insults against me, Acheron and others that are not worth mentioning ... 

I want to be honest with all of you. (A feeling that lately I have much more often, I suppose it must be part of being an Akken)

I know why I have come, I'm back to say goodbye to all these buildings and to see my family and friends face to face. (A little late for my current size but the difference between now with almost 3 meters and a future with 13 meters is important)

For this ... and to try to convince them to come to Acheron with me. Make no mistake,I am not going to try to convince any of them to follow in my footsteps! It will be at least 5 years before the next test.

The reality is that I am very sorry to see them on this planet suffering from the effects of pollution, global warming, senseless tug-of-war policies, cold wars between countries ... 

The treatment reached my ears about 5 years ago, and since that day I have been doing my extra jobs to get me the favor of the right people. If they agree to come to Acheron with me I have them ready jobs for my brothers, their wives and my best friend and her family; jobs in the professions they studied! (something that at the moment only my older brother Eric is doing)

I have managed to include my parents in my “Working-Living plan” (a term from Acheron, another day I will explain it) so that they can stop working and live from their pensions without problems. I have also made sure to get places in the educational system for all my nephews, both blood and my friend's children.

I can't even explain the difference in quality of life between Acheron and Earth, it would cost me several books of 300 pages each and perhaps I would not be close ... and I can’t bear the idea of  continuing to enjoy all that leaving others behind. Ahhh ... I hope everyone accepts my proposal, I really need to know that they will be fine when I cannot come to visit them without getting authorization from the local and regional government and I know that the best place where they will be is Acheron.

I'm going to stop thinking about tonight's conversation, for the moment I'm going to continue with the next part of my memories: The great night of the meeting.

 

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The first time this wild difference between the two civilizations was made clear was during the second week of July, the day the third probe arrived this time at the UN headquarters in New York with a new message (this time fully translated): 

"Excuse our mistake with your words, our knowledge of the Earth's languages is based on the little that our satellites have been able to translate from your information waves. 

We will arrive at your planet on July 27, 23:50, at the place where we sent our first probe. We will update you with more information when our emissaries enter your solar system”

At that time we were still dragging behind us hundreds of thousands of movies, video games, series, books, songs and almost any unimaginable means fantasizing about the existence of aliens and that they would arrive to the earth. Billions of different theories of what the great event would be like when humanity made contact beyond the stars to end it all by bursting out to become reality. 

Do you remember the beginning of July of that year? It was impossible to look anywhere without encountering a debate on how to deal with the fact. Military men wanting to evacuate all of Geneva, diplomats and historians organizing the best summaries of our history as a species, presidents and high officials from all over the world trying to carve out a niche for themselves in the great moment ... Endless follies that saw no end to welcome our “Sidereal sisters”, from musicians around the world composing “hymns” for our planet to associations of ice sculptors trying to build a massive scale replica of our planet. 

In all this madness I was standing in my apartment, with my social media and internet accounts tapped until further notice. Reason? Because of Austin, who else! Not only does she take over my theory and become the most famous man on the planet (at least for that year), it was also necessary to “force my arm” to become one of the translators who would act in the background at the great ceremony in preparation. A role that would force me to be at the center of the world in those moments, technically hidden behind the big stage, whispering microphones to the main actors along with translators of much more renown than me.

Shit, to pretend otherwise. At least they let me call my parents to let me know I was fine.As you imagine, discovering that rejecting the offer was not an option did not make me feel anything pressured by the situation, not at all…. Sigh ...  

It was a difficult and rare week, both due to the arrival of information from the Acheron Empire (which was summarized in the fact that they sent a small cruise ship with the representative of the Empire and her team) and the degree of extreme isolation offsetting any illusion that the fact that I was going to attend the first contact between aliens and humans (Third grade, which means I would be in a room analyzing and translating any clear document or message). All I could do was either watch TV, or brush up on the Akken alphabet, or, my final choice, exercise. 

Be that as it may, the weeks passed much more quickly than I expected, my training together with the summer heat serving him to lose 2 kilos.

And in my slightly better-fitting dress, I was kidnapped again by the military on the 27th at 08:00 am, 16 hours before the big arrival. Without giving me time to ask anything, I was dispatched in a kind of technical room, again equipped with the latest technology to observe and listen to the smallest detail of the entire Ariana Park and the interior of the Palace of Nations. That was pretty cool, I spent all the free time I had to look for where there were couples too excited by the story situation enjoying their privacy. 

47.

Returning to the “Welcome to Earth” gala, the tension was evident as night fell, every available gaze pointed at the sky. Thousands of the highest caste on the planet gathered, the most important celebrities from all over the globe, all equaled by the same intrinsic nervousness. "How would they get there? How would they be? Do they have hidden intentions?”

Unanswered questions, new theories emerging non-stop to be invalidated instantly. 

An endless loop that became silent as a new probe appeared (this time in the most scifi way possible, popping up out of nowhere surrounded by electronic… spatial distortion?) In the midst of the grand celebration. One whose message broke the patterns of almost every human in our world. 

"Greetings, humans. We are prepared in Earth orbit to land but we are at a small crossroads, if we are using that expression well.

The place you have designated in front of your planet's headquarters for us is… too small for our ship. We need a somewhat larger place, please inform us by this probe where we should go. ” 

An area of r03;r03;250 meters was insufficient for the spacecraft, which apparently was in Earth orbit even though all the telescopes they were searching for were unable to locate them. Management sped up a response for the Akken, signaling an area of r03;r03;nearly a square kilometer near the park that they launched to empty at full speed.

I suppose that by now everyone will have seen it, even so I think it is still easy to find the video of any of those present so I highly recommend seeing it again, never in my life had I seen operators empty and cut the trees from a place so fast, leaving the area almost untouched in just 10 minutes. 

And if that video is incredible, the next one is even more incredible. 

The sky lit electric blue despite being almost 00:00, the lights appearing in the sky slowly forming an absolutely titanic silhouette, the silhouette of what we later discovered to be the simplest model ship in the Acheron Empire. The air distorted around him as the camouflage faded, allowing us to see the ship that left in KO all the technology on our planet ... and see it begin to descend slowly and smoothly like a leaf falling swaying in the wind.

And if it hadn't been clear until now, seeing the ship up close was absolutely terrifying, both because of the intrinsic power in its design and the sheer size that made the Palais des Nations ... and almost every building in the city looked dwarf. compared to it. 

In still absolute silence (which the ship itself respected, not emitting a single noise when deploying its landing gear and landing), what many ventured to consider a kind of door opened laterally, relieving a soft white light coming from the interior accompanied for a gigantic silhouette and much more humanoid than everyone expected without saying it. 

In front of the 1800 reception guests and the diplomatic team who had moved her platform at full speed appears a future good friend of mine, the diplomat in charge of establishing relations and promoter of the plan to save the Earth sovereignty, Kalliah Kelhoe. 

At her glorious 14 meters and 11 centimeters in height, her majestic turquoise hair swayed by the light breeze of that summer night, her suit halfway between gala and work shone elegantly and tightly tightened her generous curves while also strengthening her firm musculature... her lightly shining blue eyes watching the crowd as her mouth outlined one of the most sincere smiles I had ever seen. 

 

And without wasting a second, four other Akkens appeared behind her, the two most direct behind Kalliah being soldiers, each dressed in a military-cut outfit and exhibiting nearly 18 meters in height and muscles that many earthly female bodybuilders only managed to reach. on steroids. If their size and muscles weren't threatening enough, they each carried a kind of assault rifle in their hands and a complex-looking "sword" at their waist. 

The two behind the soldiers were both slightly taller than the diplomat, dressed in far more work suits. What stood out most of them two were their "tools", threatening-looking hybrids between pistol and "scanner" on their hip and a device similar to the second probe hanging "bracelets" on their right hands. (What we later discovered were holographic projectors, the equivalent of an electronic tablet for humans)

The one on the left especially caught my eye, her sunset orange hair and her bright moon-colored eyes triggering slight nervousness. 

That, my friends, was my wife, Janivell Mika. And I would love to cut the chapter right here leaving my wife as the absolute protagonist … but it would not be fair for Kalliah, who had been preparing her first words to our world for almost 6 months. 

Raising a hand to her mouth in a gesture that caused many of our soldiers to raise their weapons in fear, Kalliah cleared his throat without losing his expression of kindness and trust towards us. 

“Greetings, humans and children of Earth. You are not alone in the universe ” 

… Yeeeep, that was the best thing Kalliah managed to think of all the time she had. I'm not going to blame her or laugh at her (more than I've already done…), I'm just going to say that seeing her other drafts the thing could have been much, much, much worse!

 

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As you will have noticed in the last two chapters, I have started to include a new extra section just at the end: Glossary of terms. (Which now that it included important characters makes me think that I should look for another section title) 

Today (and for the record I am writing all the same day in spite of the expressions of time,I plan to upload it during the week and a half that I will be on Earth taking advantage of the fact that I have the maximum upload speed to the terrestrial internet here) I have decided that in order to continue talking about all the good and great things about the Akken I must first mention something more ... something less ... kind about them. The first part will be why the rest of the galaxy fears the Akken and the Acheron Empire, the second part will be the type of planet that is Acheron.

Starting this chapter with the first point and while I make time for something special, we need to be clear about the term with which the Akken presented themselves to our species: 

“Our Sisters”

The center of the usual Akken family unit is quite interesting from a human point of view, their families are usually made up of both "mothers" and 2, 4, 6 or even 8 daughters, always trying to make the family unit an even number. (If pregnancy gives rise to a single daughter, the dalver or fertilized is usually ready for a safe new delivery in less than 7/9 Earth months)

The reason for this trend to an even number comes directly from the time when the Akken were not in the top of Acheron's food pyramid, the equivalent of the ancient history age (Although this is a very light comparison, the Akken evolutionary history includes much more evolution in size and shape than human). 

As I mentioned and now I will delve further, Acheron is an extremely dangerous planet where almost 55% of the tree species are much more immense than our largest sequoia, where alpha predators like the whale shark of our world are equivalent to Acheron's "raccoons". In a world where variation and climatic changes are so aggressive that in a single day (much longer than our days, remember that we are talking about a planet 3.8 times larger than Earth) that can go from hail to heat waves with extreme humidity and from there to colossal thunderstorms. 

In such a dangerous world, the Akken always lived ready to break their family unit and communities to escape danger, their instinct for survival rising above any appreciation of their place of origin or residence. In these more routine separations than they themselves would like to admit, the custom was to temporarily divide the family into pairs, which led to the older sisters forming a bond with the younger ones in order to protect them to keep the family bloodline alive. (the order is normally for 1st daughter with 3rd, 2nd daughter with 4th and so on)

 

Well, with this explained, I hope you understand better the implications of Acheron considering us their “little brothers and sisters”.

The Acheron empire wants to be our allies "forever and ever", our "older sisters" although that is frowned upon by some here on Earth (and some there in Acheron, do not think that a perfect civilization exists without its good number of bad apples)

And while it is true that there are other allies of the Acheron Empire that have been introduced to us and with whom we do business, we humans are the only allies of the Acheron Empire at this level of importance.

We are the only ones the Akken would be willing to spend an inconceivable fortune for us to buy our entire solar system. The only ones for which the Acheron Empire would be willing to declare war without hesitation.

The question is obvious, especially for all those who continue to believe in massive conspiracies: What hidden motives will exist behind this "affection"? Do they want to seize the earth's resources?

Some will start to theorize that it is to avoid their extinction at all costs, others will say that it is to take advantage of our resources like oil.

I have my own theory after living so long with them and seeing their society from within: 

This "affection" is an intrinsic part of the Akken mentality, part of their nature at a level as internal as the tendency to form and antagonize communities of us humans. 

Do you remember the times I have mentioned how the brain of the adult Akken is more malleable and receptive than the human equivalent (in addition to being slightly larger in proportion)? 

I explained it by comparing it with the brain of a child-teenager, and although there is a great deal of distance to overcome in the comparison, I sincerely believe that it was not misguided. (From my perspective I can tell you that I slowly feel my own brain changing, as slowly the new neurons inside me that I don't know how are reproducing make me feel more empathetic, more receptive, more ... direct and with less and less ability to lie or hide great intentions. And maybe something more capable of remembering data but this is surely a total placebo for the time being)

And do you know that the Akken and the human brain of our infants coincide? How extreme can be both affection for someone they appreciate and hatred for someone they despise. 

The Akken are feared by the entire Milky Way being never being the ones that caused these conflicts (except on three great occasions that we can comment on another day), that is a fact that we can verify by asking any other alien civilization. 

There is no army more brutal and effective than that of the Acheron Empire, known to the entire galaxy for 17 undefeated millennia! More than 20 generations of Akken without receiving a single military defeat, the casualties of soldiers are so low that you can count them with an abacus. Akken are so direct and brutal in battle that no one dares to contest any territory or sovereignty against them. 

Allow me to describe to you a course of a random conflict with the Acheron Empire and before let me mention that another part of Akken nature is that they are unable to attack / pressure civilian populations, leaving all their onslaught and military power to fall on the enemy army. and its leaders. 

The army seeking to confront them must be prepared for Zero surviving soldiers policies whose only way to escape is by showing constriction, sieges to entire continents for decades without rest, scorched land taken to the extreme on every battlefield so that there is no possibility of counter-advance by the enemy. Prepared to fight against a land army more similar to a force of nature than to living beings, armed for both kilometer distances and close combat and against a naval, air and space force that destroy all their objectives without stopping to even consider taking advantage and capture enemy weapons, vehicles, and bases.

Soldiers, leaders, weapons, vehicles, bases, trenches, satellites ... everything ends up in ashes, crushed under their gigantic bodies able to grow at will to the point that certain species of our size are no bigger than their fingernails. Whole continents reduced to lifeless wasteland after their unstoppable advance.  

What do our dear allies do with these brutal victories, you ask? 

Nothing. Zero. Nada.

Usually there is no attempt to even demand compensation or claim the territory won. It's much more common for Akken themselves to end up sending necessary goods and resources to the civilian population of their eradicated enemies than to even think of taking advantage of their victories to send a message.

They simply ... go back to Acheron, leaving the civilian population to rebuild their worlds having known the mistake of confronting them. In the Akken mentality there is no enjoyment or pleasure for war (something very different than for battle, which for the Akken as we will see is something similar to our high-level sport), nor of the results of these. War is the last resort and must always be carried out with the utmost ferocity and speed so that they last as little as possible. 

 

And that is absolutely terrifying when you have against you a population of hundreds of millions of beings that in less developed worlds they would we call goddesses, fed and supported by a home planet with almost infinite resources. (I think that in total population the Earth is more numerous and populated, but that is because our planet is much more peaceful and peaceful than Acheron and I plan to emphasize it a thousand times, there are creatures in Acheron that look like they were taken from Monster Hunter)

Let's stop being afraid of them for a second and let's talk about Acheron's army, okay? 

Let's start with the name the army receives both in Acheron and beyond its borders: Acheron's High Rain Armies. As I did when listening to it, you may be wondering what the word rain has to do with all this. 

You see, for Akken, rain is not just another climate. The simple event of raining has a very symbolic meaning and is always a highly celebrated event in their society. (I think this comes from the general climate of Acheron driving very powerful rains, lasting in duration and scarce on the calendar)

The rain represents the end of suffering, the cleansing of the spirit and the earth and the beginning of something new, something that will nourish itself from what was before to shine even more. The army of Acheron is the army of the rain since new things are rebuilt in its path, clean of all the previous and that will feed on the bad decisions of their grandparents to be something better. And if you ask me now if the civilians of the races that have faced the Akken think the same, I will give you the greatest shrug that I can do.

If we talk about combatants in total, the Acheron army usually has between 10 million troops ready for action, either against other planets or against the nature of Acheron himself. It is important to note that local police, firefighters, rescue forces and all earthly equivalents are part of those 10 million prepared and trained operatives with all the social implications and duties that this entails. 

The highest and most important position is curiously one of the words that coincides with the one on earth, the Great Kaiser. For an Akken becoming Grand Kaiser of the Acheron High Rain Armies (full position name) is relatively easy as be chosen by the previous Kaiser... or as simple as being the strongest on Acheron's face. 

Exactly what you just read, the position of greatest power in the strongest army of this galaxy goes to the most powerful Akken, without any kind of process of choice other than defeating whoever is in command battle face to face, one on one or how they know this tradition, sport and even ritual of passage between mother and daughters, Lastar. This position is ... for life until defeat or resignation, the latter being the most common as I understand it. 

The Akken highly values personal strength, and not only do I speak of physical strength, but also speed, intelligence, composure, agility, endurance, psychoenergetic manipulation, will... Only those individuals who defeat the current Kaiser at all levels are prepared to lead their own in martial, commercial or diplomatic battles. And the part about leading them in battle is completely literal, the Grand Kaiser is always the first to attack and the last to leave. 

The training to join the army and once inside is absolutely brutal and selective, and only after this previous training and being appointed an official soldier an Akken can act on behalf of the main government of Acheron.  We are talking about an extreme preparation process, one that can lead us to the comparison in destructive potential between a first class Akken soldier and a small human seawarship.

Well, having said that I must attack a point that you have surely stopped to read a second time. Psychoenergetic abilities, or as I see many people call it I think that due to Xcom (I don't know which of the 8 exactly but I think it is because of Xcom) psionic abilities.

All Akken possess psychic abilities that allows them to manipulate certain environmental fields such as static (to a greater or lesser extent), from very superficial abilities among the general population such as slight telekinesis or telepathies to specializations such as prediction, levitation, reinforcements or force projection. And when I say all Akken is all of them, it's not a genetic factor that can fail or malfunction like certain human traits. Think of it as the ability for our hearts to beat.

These abilities resonate with certain Acheron minerals (although there are theories that they are due to these same minerals), giving rise to the Akken's Army preferred weapons capable of splitting the battlefield in two, of destroying entire bases with just one hit or destroy mountains of certain materials in a single perfect maneuver: the Ra1-Memo weaponry.

These psychic abilities are the reason that the Akken can manipulate us without damaging us with their enormous physical strength, detect where we are in their surroundings or simply understand what we say without the need for translators (The latter ... do not take it literally. I am talking more about feeling what we want to express than understanding any language).

I guess part of the reason some humans are afraid of Akken is this very thing though I can't figure it out why! 

From the first day I found out about all this I have always thought how cool it is! 

I think the part of the army has been made clear, and although it's not intended to scare anyone, it's important to note how stupid I think the ideas of some humans are to declare space war on the Akken. Almost as stupid as that in 2045 we continue with theories that the Earth is flat. (Although I suppose it is part of our nature to deny the obvious and put nails in our own way)

Let's go to something more personal without abandoning the theme of today's chapter. Do you know who is the sister-in-law of the current Kaiser? Bingo! The only human who currently has Akken nationality and is slowly becoming one! Me as myself!

Today instead of continuing my memories I have something very special, a live call with Kaiser Maelana Mika herself! (For the record, this is a surprise and not the result of being scared because I'm listening a saw out there and have started calling the police, making a mistake on the number, ending up dialing Mae's, that's a stupid thing only a truly stupid person would do... sigh ...)

And I know that it is not necessary but I will remind you how calls between planets work, especially between planets with such different sizes.

The course of time is the same in almost the entire universe despite what the films made many believe years ago.

When you speak to a person on another planet, the correct measure of time to use is, both courtesy and practicality, that of the planet whose rotation around its star is the shortest.

Now that I'm thinking about it… whether this is a live call does not matter at all. Both because the conversation is going to be transcribed by an application on my mobile and because later I have to separate all this text into chapters.

Well ... c'est la vie! Enjoy this live call technically live just for me!

 

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Fi, myself :P : Mae, are you there? Wait a moment, don't talk. The application is transcribing the call with the names of my phone contacts.

MaeMae, Sister <3<3<3<3: Application? Application as on Earth phone? Where are you calling from?

Fi, Myself :P: What did I tell you? ... wait ...

 

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Fi: Now... yes, custom names! Welcome to chapter 4 of my memoirs, Kaiser Maelana Mika! It's a pleasure having you around here! Say hello to our listeners-readers!

Mae: Readers? Wait a minute, Fi. Let's start at the beginning, where are you?

Fi: On Earth. 

Mae: ... why? Are you or your other family in trouble? I have heard that the Earth mafias are very insistent, maybe I can do something to help if I call our embassy in... Spain. Are you in spain

Fi: Don't stress, big sister, this has nothing to do with mafias. Right now I'm sending you by message a preview of chapter 3 of my memoirs where I explain what I'm doing here. Are you too busy now to talk?

Mae: I left the meeting because of your call so we have about 10 Earth minutes before I have to come back in. Memories, huh? Are you not too young for this phase? As I understand it, humans begin to live off their memories since they turn 70. 

Fi: I know it's early but I'm surrounded and if I don't get out of this alive I want there to be some of me- IT'S NOT LITERAL, MAE, I'M LISTENING TO YOU UNWRAP YOUR SWORD FROM HERE.

Mae: Fi, don't say something like that again if it's not literal, please! You know that if something happens to you I will not answer for my actions. I would never forgive myself if something happens to my family, to my sister's wife and the future mo-

Fi: Easy, easy, it was an Earthly joke! I will be here for a week and I need to recover my humor, sorry! I am not surrounded by anyone except the other passengers on the flight that takes me to Barcelona, so I have decided to entertain myself by writing some “memoirs about me” on social media. Can you believe I still remember my passwords from 20 years ago? I can't believe how much advertising is still on facebook!

Mae: You are the human by far the smartest I know, so of course I do.

Fi: I haven't doubted for a second what you would answer that, MaeMae. Well, do you mind answering some questions for my memories then? I'll be brief, okay?

Mae: You are never brief, that’s a part of what I like about you. What do you want to ask, who am I and what? An interview like the one from the show you taught me?

Fi: If you're talking about that Late Night we don't have that much time or jokes prepared, so better introduce yourself and I'll ask you a few questions so that my human readers feel closer to the Akken and your culture.

Mae: You work more for the relations between our worlds than many Earth and Akken politicians I've had the pleasure of meeting, Fi. 

Well, my name is Maelana Mika and I am the eldest of the four daughters of Charlise and Abbyl Mika. I currently hold the position of Grand Kaiser of Acheron's High Rain Armies for 35 years after I defeated my predecessor in honorable Lastar. I have led our armies in two campaigns, a peaceful campaign to buy the Alph solar system to which the Earth belongs and where you are right now, and a military campaign against the Aruns-Zae protectorate to defend our borders, both successful with only 3 casualties. 

I am currently 79 years old, of which I have spent 40 years in the army, my previous position was builder-guardian in the province of Saemir. Something like this?

Fi: Technically yes, but I expected something less ... curricular, you know? Something else of the type ... if you have a lover or partner, your tastes and hobbies ... those things.

Mae: You know I've never had a partner, Fi, I spend too much time between my work, my training, and our family. And if I have to talk about my private passions I want to emphasize that I am passionate about sport fishing, one of the best things that we have imported from humanity and for which I personally want to thank all the Earth fishermen who have been perfecting it for so many centuries. 

Fi: I still don't understand how you have turned fishing into a heads-up battle against the fish, although I suppose considering that most of the fish species in Acheron are as big as blue whales and as aggressive as Brage Wells I suppose that it was simply the most logical transformation. 

Mae: I also really like another Earth sport, Formula 1, if that helps! I find it so incredible the precise handling and speeds they achieve with vehicles so slow and poorly designed to turn. I fully understand that our presence when moving affects the races but I would love to see a race while I'm on the circuit ... the stands count as a circuit, right?-

Fi: I think so, and you know that this is just what I meant! This is how you show how great you are! It's much easier to empathize and to be accepted on a more personal level if they see you as the normal people you are! You specifically, not only because of you being the Kaiser but you understand me! Give me something else, something that you do every day and that you like!

Mae: Well, I also like physical exercise, especially with weight lifting by far. The other day I grew to my full size and was lifting for 6 hours, the first time in many months that I had time! I broke my old record and that of the headquarters in one session!

Fi: I'm going to regret it but I'm really curious. What weight do you generate on the dumbbell? And to make it better understood, Acheron training dumbbells use a system that generates pressure equivalent to an amount of weight, so that the same dumbbell can be used to lift 40 kilos as well as 1000. How much did you lift?

Mae: Keep in mind that I was using my maximum size until I almost didn't fit in the gym and that my muscles were maximized, okay? 1000 tons on each side. Of course this doesn't mean anything, it's impossible to maintain that size in a situation that requires not being fully focused on the effort-

Fi: Sorry, what weight did you say you have lifted?

Mae: 1000 tons. 

Fi: Damn ... I mean, you're telling me that you lifted the equivalent of an earthy redwood for hours ... and in turn you implied that you were almost as big as a whole military gym ... We were so good at avoiding seeing you too intimidating. Sigh ...

Mae: I ... have I made a mistake mentioning that? 

Fi: Not at all, it's something to be proud of! I am at least proud of you, big sister. 

Mae: Thanks for the compliment, I'll help you match me when you're a full-fledged Akken! Your readers know about your transformation, right?

Fi: Yep, previous chapter. And for the love of God and all that is most sacred, don't you think of making me lift that! Love me a little, please!

Mae: It's precisely because I love you, Fi! When the process is over, your body will be that of an Akken, one who has been ill for too long and has lost all physical form. So you will need to work it up seriously, in order to feel 100% of your performance! ... And with this I don't mean that humans cannot give 100% of their performance, okay ?! They can and their merits are incredible in proportion, I mean it totally seriously and without any irony!

Fi: Forget it, Mae, they will understand what you mean. It would be hard to do worse than the first time they invited the Herald of Acheron to witness the Earth Olympics! Many don't want to understand it but I am sure seeing the surveys and the requests of young humans to study in Acheron that every day more and more people are able to see that there is no evil in your way of expressing. 

Mae: I wish I could confirm that but knowing that they are going to read it ... listen to it? Whatever it is. That this is going to be read by humans and I can only apologize over and over again in the name of our species for all those Akken voices that belittle you, I know that it is unfair to compare it with yours-

Fi: Stop right there! There are bad weeds on both planets, people with too much political power and social diffusion, trashing and stabbing our relationships. They can and will be as vocal as they can be, humans and Akken, in hating us ... but surveys, trends and simply our increasingly close relationships show otherwise. 

Humans and Akken, Akken and humans ... our ties are getting deeper and deeper every day and nothing can stop that. 

Mae: That's true too, my position allows me to directly maintain and see the results of our closeness. Although I have to say I may never understand how humans can declare war on their own kind, it's the biggest point that makes me feel somewhat uncomfortable meeting with your military leaders.

Fi: Honestly I would feel the same way… we have been here for about 10 minutes, do you have to come in now or can you stay a little longer?

Mae: You know how much I would love to, but I can't keep ignoring the knocks my assistant is giving to the door that separates us much longer. 

Fi: Well consider yourself goodbye, MaeMae! Thank you very much for answering the call, really! I'm sure this is going to look great in my "memories"

Mae: Be very careful, will you? Call ... when it's night there on Earth, so I can continue working without the stress of knowing if something has happened to you. See you later ... I think that's the expression. 

Fi: Bingo! See you later, Mae!

 

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I think it wasn't too bad, right? I don't see a lot of errors in the audio to text transcription either, yep, I think it was a successful rushed first attempt! If you want another day to call another of my friends or Akken family to hear first hand everything I'm telling, leave it to me in the comments, but if you want to know the testimony of someone specific!

Interviews, first-hand data, scientific and cultural information ... I think that without having planned these "memories" are fitting me very well! I hope I can continue writing as soon as I get home, either thanks to the local police or the Akken embassy, I am liking it much more than I thought and I still haven't posted any of this. 

I am going to divide the chapter here and in the next day, which for me technically will be a few minutes while I let the corrector correct all the errors that my big fingers have caused with the keyboard being too small, we will talk about Acheron as a planet and how did the Akken's first reception here on Earth end, including ... my first encounter with my beloved lover. 

See you soon! : P

 

 

 

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Acheron, also known as the Violent Blue from the solar system BnaV, also known and previously categorized by humans as planet LZV 82b from the 82 G. Eridani solar system. 

Let me tell you a little bit about the sky from Acheron, okay? Acheron owns by its gravitational mass two moons orbiting around it with an angle of 270 degrees between them, which means that part of the end of the day one of the moons is present and at the beginning of the new day the other is present.

Acheron's first moon is known as Lady Maera in honor of one of the first to attempt to unify Acheron, the pale queen of Wubes, the second moon is known as the Eternal Blue for its bluish surface and its ability to retain sunlight becoming a second sun for part of your night ... a blue mini-sun as its name suggests. 

As I already mentioned, time flows almost the same in the whole "universe" (I think), so technically I have been living less years in Acheron than I have spent outside of Earth, although for me the time has been the same. That said, the day in Acheron is measured the same as the earth by the time it takes for Acheron to rotate around BnaV, which leaves us with the average length of day in Acheron being 24 hours or the equivalent of 51 Earth hours. 

Going down to a further level on the surface, Acheron is made up of 61% water mass and 39% land mass of 8 large continents and 7 large island groupings forming the central zones of this habitable surface. 

And of this habitable surface the Akken control and dominate 8.1%. Yep, only 10.1%, less in proportion to the surface that humans dominate on Earth.

The territory forms the so-called Empire Acheron and controls and operates mainly on the Acceria continent, the continental Wubes and the great archipelago Cobour, together with multiple colonies on other continents. The capital of Acheron is located in the southeast of Acceria and facing the Great Blue of Calefield (Great blue is the equivalent of ocean in Acheron), known as Saemir Province. 

As a reference to continue I have to ask you a question. Have you seen any image that represents a future solar-punk theme? If so, you can partially imagine what cities look like (I should mention that the concept of human city-metropolis does not exist as such, the closest thing in Akken culture is the provinces that have nothing to do with our concept of provinces, often a mess ...), Akken villages and colonies. Now keep in mind that in 20 Earth years I have lived in Acheron I have only seen 3 provinces and a couple of islands, so this information may not be entirely accurate for all Provinces. 

The way to design an Akken "city" is really curious. You will see, the Akken cities are built around a circular central base, the main district where all the management and commercial centers of the city take place. 

From this first point 8 roads are usually opened in each cardinal direction, each of these "sub cities" or Communities as they know it connected to the main and the neighboring ones by a "magnetic tram" that crosses the city by air and I am sure that it does not float thanks to magnetism. Each Community houses all the basic and cultural services that you can imagine, in addition to a special structure that serves to make a difference with the other Communities.

I do not know if it will be understood as explained but with an example I am sure it will be easier to understand: 

My wife Vell and I live in the capital, remember that it is the Province of Saemir, which has 16 communities due to its status as the capital of the continent and the Acheron Empire (capital until within 420 years or so where the new capital will be chosen, Akken custom). We live in community # 7, the Heacac Side Community where the High Acheron Rain Army headquarters is located.

Gigantic buildings even taking into account the size of its inhabitants, clean and elegant figures full of as much vegetation as possible, artificial rivers running through the streets achieving a permanent sensation of freshness even at the peak of the hottest summer, not a single vehicle inside from the provinces beyond certain transports as a kind of hybrid between tram and super cool bus! Stores everywhere of all kinds open with almost no security, trusting that customer honor will make them do the right thing! 

The Akken culture highly respects the nature of Acheron that shaped them and made them who they are now, caring for and maintaining the ecosystem that they do not need to mold as intact as possible. This in case it has not been clear means that in Acheron you will not find farmers with 30 hectares of land and private farms ... or buildings without official or controlled use in the middle of nowhere. 

The Akken population centers are the Provinces, Communities or Retreats that act similarly to the tourist cities on earth. Everything else is stunningly beautiful natural scenery, validating a number of deviantart drawings that I'm sure the reason so many artists want to go on vacation is to seek inspiration from both landscapes and animals from Acheron.

Speaking of animals and how this chapter is about Acheron, I consider it a good idea to mention an example of why the Akken had to evolve to be the powerhouse that they are today, so let's play a game:

Imagine an eagle, okay? A golden eagle, in all its majesty. Well, now imagine that same eagle but with claws with 3 front and 3 rear nails all fully articulated. Now imagine that same eagle with a longer and more flexible neck with another set of legs emerging from the base of that neck, thus turning it into a quadruped animal.

Add a much more powerful peak up to the level of being able to chew stones, a digestive system capable of digesting bark, earth and even rocks, wings so large and powerful that it allows them to provoke powerful currents of wind and fly an animal like this to almost 100 kilometers per hour ... and all this in a size frame that puts them in size and weights equal to or greater than most monster trucks.

Yep, I said it correctly and without mistake, monster trucks.

All this together results in the equivalent of terrestrial wolves, pack predators that harass and dominate older prey in long-running races. A good equivalent except for the part that the Varacoveras (this is the equivalent of the scientific terrestrial names, the common name of this species on the continent is Wild Covero) 

I suppose many will remember that a few years ago, a human millionaire bought 75 elephants Africans during one of the worst cases of overpopulation in reserves, a case that raised a lot of controversy both here on Earth and in Acheron.

Why in Acheron do you wonder? Because that was the elephants' final destination, part of an experiment to compare the faunas of both planets. 

75 adult African elephants were faced with 15 wild Coveros in an enclosure with a certain advantage designed for elephants. If the result does not come to mind, I remind you: Not a single Covero received fatal injuries during the hunt, all the elephants were completely devoured. Acheron is a really, really screwed up site.

Well, I think this is enough as an introduction to the planet Acheron and, honestly, as the role of documentary writer I am worse than I thought I am going to go directly to the subject that if I dominate, my own life!

 

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The minutes following Kalliah Kelhoe's first words of Kalliah Kelhoe were tense for all present, including the Akken who kept the smile, although the most perceptive were able to see that the lack of response was making her feel much more nervous than expected. (Honestly, it was not necessary to be the most perceptive person in the world, when one is so big and is illuminated by all the lights of the party it is easy to notice the smallest drop of sweat)

I am going to sound cheesy for a moment, but please don't Please close the page immediately:

That night the first thing that united the Akken and humans was not our genetic ties or our goodwill, no. The first thing that united us was the fear of taking the first step, inherent in who or what you are. 

If you have stayed, thanks. Breaking the ice was the next step in the meeting, carried out by nothing more and less than the man who took over my idea, Austin Muñoz, who took the microphone and proceeded to read the speech that the presenters assigned for the moment could not narrate.

Greetings, representatives of the Akken and the Acheron Empire, humanity welcomes you with open arms as a symbol of peace! Welcome to our planet! ” The damned Mexican recited between applauses of relief and many sighs of relief even among the Akken soldiers. Okay, I think I should calm my envy a little ... Austin was as scared as the rest of us at Akken's physical appearance and it was a great step on his part to take the microphone, a great step that I honestly don't know if there was dice. 

You will see ... it is true that my eyes never left the beauty behind Kalliah. It is true that my heart was beating like never before in my life, much more than for any of my two attempts at relationships in high school and university respectively. 

All this is true ... but it is also true that my legs trembled with terror and my instincts wanted me to run away from there. 

I don't need to justify myself but I still feel like I must, and of course the justification is obvious! The Akken were a challenge of nature as we humans knew it in every way ... I still remember in my youth when I began to investigate to make sense of my macrophile tendencies that I spent many days reading why it would be impossible for human beings to exist. Akken size… unconsciously trying to feel bad about those feelings. Seeing them in real life was a mixture of satisfaction and terror for everything I had read about violent giantesses and vore ... and especially seeing the soldiers so muscular but feminine at the same time did nothing to reassure me. 

Aggg, I'm drowning in a glass of water by myself. Let's go back to the scene, okay? 

Austin's intervention was crucial in unlocking the situation, and his words and actions advancing without apparent fear towards the Akken guests served to remind Kalliah of his previous strategy. 

The Akken took a deep breath before taking the first step away from the distance that many years later we discovered was the scope of the invisible barrier projected by the ship, continuing to advance with two other steps trying to ignore how fragile the sinking ground was. slightly (at least for your prospects) until you begin to kneel on the floor.

Austin, on the other hand, tried to ignore the slight vibrations that each Kalliah step caused, trying to keep the guy for when the giantess was ready to offer his hand in a historic grip. The gesture or action of a handshake between two people is not unknown to the Akken culture and its meaning is almost identical to the terrestrial, which meant that the giantess knew perfectly Austin's intentions and intended to follow them knowing all the symbolic value behind it. 

And right now I must implore, what do I say ?! I beg you to look for the video of the moment, one that begins before the squeeze. Austin and Kalliah's tension is simply delightful, seeing the glaring problem between the two that Austin's hand was slightly larger than Kalliah's fingertip. 

And it is that the protocols for interactions between Humans and Akken would take years to arrive, which led us to the solution on the fly of our two uncomfortable representatives!

Kalliah first clenched his fist with his outstretched thumb and forefinger to try to offer the tip of his forefinger to the grip, quickly shifting to close the thumb as the Akken saw that the position of her hand might resemble a pistol. Austin meanwhile silently studied the proper way to grip the Akken's finger, assessing whether it would be more respectful on the inside, on the side, or on the fingernail. 

Ahhh ... pure comedy before the first human-Akken comedy duo existed ... every time Austin visits me for my birthday I make sure to put the video on to laugh a little at his expense. 

The situation was unleashed again when, with a quick glance between the two, the mediators performed the famous hand-finger shake that was received with applause from around the world ... including applause from Acheron who was following everything live and even mine as well. 

The celebration did not last much more than an hour after the arrival that night, unfortunately, Kalliah's words expressing the long duration of the trip and the preparations led the organizers to call the rest for the long, long, long day that he expected tomorrow. with the first virtual meeting between the leaders of Earth and the leaders of the Acheron Empire. A disappointment for many but no one in their right mind raised a complaint so as not to disturb our guests from beyond the stars. 

Do you know for whom the celebration lasted the longest? For me and the other translators, of course! Guess who came running to ask us to stay? Austin, who else!

I am going to save you a little of the details so that it is not as tedious to understand for you as it was for me. Envoy Akken Kalliah had asked Austin if the team of translators who had deciphered and sent the confirmation message could help with the final touches on the program that Akken translators had designed for the conference the following day. 

Basically they wanted to check that they had the correct translations and interpretations from English to Aekun so that there was no room for confusion some morning in the conversations. The request was logical and the chance to be the first humans on the Akken ship was too cool to be true, so I introduced myself to the first volunteer followed quickly by the rest of my companions. 

 

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Hello again, this time from a place much better prepared to write than the cabinet of a bathroom that is too small for a future Akken like me! I am now finally at my old home, writing from nothing more and nothing less than my old computer! It's ... much smaller than I remembered, although technically I'm much bigger than when I spent whole nights playing FFXIV. 

As soon as I can I will write again from my holographic phone.

 

Disappointments continue for me unfortunately, the meeting/special surprise for my parents has been less surprising than expected ... or technically more? I'm sure my parents weren't expecting to see me here on Earth, and I'm even more sure they weren't expecting a patrol car to bring me home… again. God ... you can't imagine how red I was because of shame!

 

I'm also sure they weren't expecting to see me so… big so soon, which would explain the mixed emotions on my parents' faces. I don't blame them, it must have been a shock to see me get out of the patrol car almost having to crawl while Agent Eric (who should mention that he is my "godfather" or at least that he likes to joke about the many times he picked up my brothers and me when we were children) was smiling leaning on the hood of the car. 

Let it be between us but I would swear I had read a similar scene on the internet when I was young ... oh well, the important thing is that I was able to fulfill one of my dreams when I returned to Earth. 

 

Let me put you in a situation so that you can judge: As soon as I made my biggest contortion to date to get out of the patrol car, my parents have remained silent looking at me as if I had appeared bald in a clown costume, leaving me nervously stroking my neck with my hand.

 

The first word my father managed to pronounce was: "Honey, what happened?"

 

"I've grown up, daddy" was my answer. That's all. 

 

It may not have been so funny due to the small fact that they were already aware that I am going to become an Akken, but as a fan of this whole subculture of macrophilia, being able to perform in real life this classic scene has been fucking amazing! So much so that I could not contain my emotions and I knelt down through tears to hug my parents without warning

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After the hug we chatted for a while before my father suggested going to McDonald's for dinner like in the old days ... and after telling him my part of the order and almost giving him a heart attack we decided to order pizza for dinner at home.

Tomorrow we have arranged for my father to call my brothers for a family reunion without telling them that I am here, now ... I don't know if the news will hold up in secret. I say it more than anything because my closest brother is the best friend of Agent Eric's son and the news flies in this town. 

 

Looking on the bright side, this relaxing night time will help me to tell you about my first meeting with Vell, mostly because I don't dare to try to play with anything else in my room for fear of breaking it. Did I tell you that I am a lot stronger now? I think that unlike me you could already imagine… I'm going to miss my high school athletics trophy, now split into 3 pieces. 

Let's go back to the night of the Earth-Acheron encounter, okay? Despite the general disgust at seeing that only one of the Akkens had ever interacted with us, the party was dismantled in an orderly manner and so quickly that to this day I still find it hard to believe. In less than 5 minutes, all the crowds and commotion were replaced by soldiers deployed throughout the compound, electronic interference devices strategically placed so that no image or visual documents could be left without prior authorization.

 

And believe me, there was no prior authorization for anyone. We are talking about an unusual situation controlled to the extreme. The translators like me who were going to accompany Austin were forced to undress and receive a shower under pressure from the hands of some completely covered soldiers, to dress in clothes designed so that we could not contain or hang any type of device.

The nerves were, as you can all imagine, extremely real and constant between us as we watched as all the computers and devices that we had used that night were delicately kept in containers worthy of the safety of the best James Bond movie. 

 

After a few more minutes in which no one said anything while we were searched once more by soldiers, we received the first indications of the soldier with the highest apparent rank watching us: 

“Form a line here as we say your names. Once everyone is ready, start walking at a good pace to the designated position where Austin will be waiting for you, remember that from now on and until your services are not needed you are directed by Austin and any attempt to offend or attack the Akken will be punished with the utmost severity.” 

 

The pressure on us was so evident it amazes me how scared some of my former co-workers were when we walked outside the park and saw that they were pointing spotlights at us in all directions. I guess all this control was the reason that when we got to where Austin was waiting and he asked if there was anyone who wanted to retire almost 50% raised their hand. 

 

Me? Of course not, if not there would be no story to tell, right? ;)

 

“Well folks, if no one else wants to retire, it's time for us to start moving towards history! Think that tonight our names will change to ... "I don't remember what else Austin said but I can assure you that he did not stop for a second while we got on the" golf carts "that took us to the outside of the ship ... and god Holy, the image was more and more impressive every meter that we advanced. 

If you have never been near an Akken ship, I strongly advise you to look for the nearest designated spaceport and ask for a guided tour… it is an overwhelming feeling. 

 The soldiers stopped the vehicles in a position marked on the ground with bright white lines, a huge rectangle that looked like some kind of target from below. "3441" Austin yelled loudly as he advanced the group to the edge of the area. “Ambassador Kalliah, 3441! It is the code that he has asked me to recite when we are ready "Austin whispered turning towards us, just at the ideal moment to lose the two" drones "that detached from the center of the hatch of the ship and that floated at an impressive speed towards us . 

Before anyone could say anything, the drones emitted a line of purple light that stretched out until it collided with each other, floating in parallel around us for a few seconds. This was evidently a scan, something that none of those present needed confirmation of. 

 

Once the drones reengaged the hatch, it began to open as slowly as last time, the same steam rushing out of the interior welcoming us. "Thank you for all the preparations but they were not necessary, Ambassador Austin" Kalliah's voice said as our eyes adjusted to the light emanating from inside the ship, her cute but massive bare feet topped by not-too-fat fingers and bright magenta nails being the first thing we saw as the hatch continued to rise. 

I suppose it's a good time to mention it but Akken hands and feet are proportionally larger than humans by a fairly large margin (smaller in hand size), fingers included in that size. This is because… the greater proportional weight… and the data… 

 

I'm very sorry but no matter how much I think about it, I don't remember the specific explanation. I know it would be incredible considering that to get citizenship I have had to demonstrate a knowledge equal to the equivalent of secondary education in Acheron but it is like that, I am not able to remember neither the most influential artists in classical Akken culture nor the reason your hands and feet are bigger. 

Here the only important thing is that they are bigger, softer and, for me at least, much more erotic than humans. (And for the record that I am not a foot fetishist, it is one of the things that I never understood or saw the eroticism in the pre-Akkens macrophilia)get

 

Let's go back to that moment! The hatch of the ship continued its course until it was fully opened, Kalliah receiving us with the same warm smile that she had shown hours before and with an elegant but less military outfit than the clothes in which she appeared in front of humanity. "Welcome you all, thank you for agreeing to help us!" The Akken said as she knelt in front of us with her hands on her knees to try to close the physical and emotional distance that separated us. "I know it is not much but we have prepared a small welcome gift to our ship!" 

 

And without giving us time to respond, Kalliah drew one of his arms back to extract a human-sized book from his back pocket. We didn't know what to expect so we let Austin step forward as we surrounded him with the soldiers from behind. 

I'm going to give you a second to guess what book this giant alien was giving us, okay? Please, try to think it through and do not look for it online if you do not know the anecdote.

 

Ready?

 

 To Serve Man

 

ACHERON'S FIRST GIFT FOR EARTH WAS THE FUCKING BOOK “TO SERVE MAN”. The older you are reading this you may remember from The Twilight Zone, and some younger ones may relate it more to The Simpsons ... but it was. The first gift a member of a gigantic humanoid species came up with was a book about cooking fictional humans. 

 

As you can all imagine, we were literally frozen with fear and with all the rights in the world! It wasn't until Kalliah raised her fist to her mouth to hide an innocent giggle that some of us looked up from the book. "Hahahaha… I'm so sorry but it was too ideal to pass up!" The Akken, let us remember that a 14-meter tall “bitch” rubbed a stray tear down her cheek trying to hold back the laugh. "While I was thinking of a way to relax the tension in the environment I began to remember one of the first Earth series I saw when I was a little girl and how much I laughed at this episode ... so I thought: Why not make a little tribute to a classic of your television culture so that we can laugh for a while? "

 

None of us answered anything, which evidently started to make Kalliah nervous, all of us silent while Austin still held the book, flipping through its pages. To this day I am still not clear if it was natural or if it was a forced laugh so as not to make a fool of Kalliah or cause a disaster in our relationship, but I can tell you that Austin slammed the book shut, starting to laugh out loud clean. "I guess after so many years of making aliens our personal monsters in movies we deserve it!" Austin said smiling, leaving the book in the hands of the closest soldier. "I must say that it is incredible to me not only that you have been able to decipher our language without our help but also that you have also been able to capture our television broadcasts or use our internet services!"

 

"It was not easy, I can assure you!" Kalliah answered now in a much more formal tone. “Our research probes found your planet 1200 years ago, and although we have kept it close to ensure that no other advanced species will locate you, the constant changes in your multiple languages r03;r03;have made it very difficult for us to maintain a fluid knowledge of your history! It was not until the birth of my generation that with your arrival in the digital age we were able to begin to decipher and understand your culture. ” 

 

Austin, fast and fast as lightning, launched into asking the questions that were arising from the avalanche of information from Kalliah. "Sorry ... but you said that you have observed us for 1200 years, right? More or less since the 8th century after Christ? "

Kalliah nodded as she raised her head in a slightly pretentious gesture, very much in keeping with what she was about to say. “I don't want to brag but it was the interstellar research team led by my grandmother alver… my paternal grandmother who found them! My mother grew up watching my grandmother try to create an atlas of your rapidly changing history without success, and I grew up seeing what my dalver mother was like ... my maternal mother and I were the ones who managed to make sense of all the events we saw on your planet thanks to your globalization! That is why I am here today serving as a diplomat, for being the youngest expert on your planet. ”

 

The next person to speak wasn't Austin, but one of my colleagues behind me. "You say it was your grandmother who found our planet? How old is she?" 

 

Austin quickly launched into silencing him, but Kalliah was quicker to speak. “Akken's average lifespan is around 800 years old, with an increasing trend towards 850 years or so. My paternal grandmother, if alive right now, would be 1,300 years old, my mother is 490 years old and I am the youngest diplomat in the Empire at 75 years old. I know that from your perspective it is difficult to understand and that any attempt at equivalence that I make will not be correct ... but if it is easier for you to understand it, think that my grandmother would have the equivalent of 112 human years, that my mother has the equivalent of 51 and that I would have the equivalent of 23 ... it is not exact at all but I think it will help you with your mental calculations "

 

As you can imagine, none of us present could understand the magnitude of what was present ... I think this has been clear, right? Akken big, we small and without even much vision about the universe… yep, that sums it up! So let's continue:

 

“Where are my manners? Humans usually invite your guests to come in although it was already planned that they will enter your homes, right? It is not a very foreign custom for the Akken but I find it really fun! " Kalliah explained as he leaned back to make way for us, the ground lighting up with holograms of arrows showing the way to a door on the other side of the entrance. Welcome, friends! And thanks again!" 

 

The Akken began to walk towards the indicated door, opening automatically when it was close enough. The 8 steps for her were easily 100 for us, 100 steps surrounded by equally fascinating and terrifying technology. 

Austin encouraged us with a few whispers that for his own honor I am going to refrain from saying here, I will leave it for his memories. The only thing you need to know is that they perfectly fulfilled their mission and that the team began to walk towards the rest room of the Akken ship where the rest of the crew was waiting for us, the two soldiers sitting on stools in what seemed to be the island from the galley (not too dissimilar to the galley on a human luxury yacht) while the other two sat at a breakfast table working on two "computers." And by computers I mean of course the holographic digital centers that have been so successful here on earth when Apple started importing them, the PB Akken.

 

“Girls, our guests! Let me introduce you, okay? The two bastards sitting in the kitchen are Calrie Mena, our head of security and human weapons expert." The pink-haired, scarred Akken raised her hand in greeting, a tender smile on her lips. “And Melia Nazub, our… pilot. Technically we can all pilot the MZ, including the ship itself as it has done to get here ... but in any emergency situation Melia is in charge of keeping us safe and her cache of 300 years of experience as a pilot shows how good she is at her job!" 

 

And it is not because I despise good friends of mine who have helped me so much these years ... but I am the one who caused me to achieve nothing. Dressed in a formal attire comprised of black “cotton” shorts and an orange tank top, her twilight-weaving orange hair gathered in a ponytail that hung down to her shoulders, her eyes were electrifying. blue (before mention the color of the moon ... not to mention the color of Acheron's second moon, Eternal Blue) staring at us with a mixture of excitement and stage fright, her little upturned nose breathing in and out in a calming rhythm, her cute Sharp ears slightly red from the shame of not being dressed in her uniform (remember children, if the Akken has sharp ears it is from Acceria, if the ears are elven type it is a Wubes Akken, and if they are rounded and lobed it is an Akken of the Azora archipelago). 

"And finally we have Janivell Mika, the programmer of our first Aekun-Terrestrial Languages r03;r03;translator and the second in command of this initiative!" Kalliah presented Vell with a final clap before beginning to slide his fingers through the air, a section of the floor next to the table rising slightly as railings appeared around it. “From there you cannot see it but we have made work tables and chairs for you at the meeting table, with this platform I will bring you all there so that we can start this as soon as possible, I know that humans need to sleep daily and I would not like take away hours of sleep unnecessarily!" 

 

Doubts still floated in our group ... except for Austin and for me to advance without knowing why I was using the floating platform. Something inside me was gaining strength by the second, a growing feeling that began to erase any hint of fear or doubt within me. 

I think Austin complimented me on my poise even though I wasn't listening, my ears focused on the sound of the platform rising to the surface of the table. 

 

There I was, as close as possible to the face that had absorbed my field of vision, wondering why she kept staring back at me… and why Vell was even more precious with every step I got closer. 

 

Austin yelled to the rest still on the floor not to make our hostesses wait, but as I am saying I did not hear anything but my footsteps through the huge table until I reached the human work table closest to Vell. AND NOW I'M GOING TO SHOW A LITTLE ENDING THE CHAPTER WITH A MESSAGE THAT HAS REACHED ME FROM VELL A WHILE AGO! You are not going to meet her yet "in person" but consider it a preview! (She is my wife and the love of my life, boys and girls… I have to make her first live appearance here special in my memoirs)

 

 

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You are an idiot, you know? Do you want me to admit that I fell in love at first sight with a human who needed to jump to reach the bottom of my knee, a human who I couldn't even see well with the table and Austin in front of her? Do you want me to confess that my heart skipped a beat when you started walking towards me, here in front of your wonderful ... what, 0 readers, 10 at most and counting your parents? 

 

I don't know if I hate you more for the audacity of asking me this or for not having warned me that you were going to Earth to propose your plan to your family in person ... but you can bet that incredible ass of yours that since that moment I have never stopped thinking on you, my idiot. 

 

And I'm sure that at least 90% of the time it was thinking how much I love you.

 

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Vell is best girl, right? God, how much I love her!

 

 

 

 

(The following fragment is transcribed through the PROMPTER system recording from 11:20 am on 08/09/2046 to 11:50 am from Sant Boi de Llobregat, Catalonia, Spain, Europe, Planet Earth. PROMPTER Transcribed descriptions and dialogues, all the actions happened for their later use for educational or artistic purposes, please if you are using or seeing the use of this program without being the owner of the license, notify our NOVA agents on Earth or in Acheron for their intervention, many thanks)

Location: Garden of the Lenoe Romero residence, owned by Gustavo and Joana Lenoe Romero.  

Fiore Lenoe Romero walks hunched in circles around the pool while biting her nails, a sign of nervousness. Her mother Joana watches from her rocking chair in the covered garden area as she drinks lemonade from a commemorative silk-screened glass-

 

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Prompter, you don't need to describe everything you are seeing- 

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User Fiore, you have set me up with the function TotalDescription Scene.

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But I didn't think you were going to describe it down to the last detail! It doesn't help me if you describe things like that for example… my mother's glass is a gift from my first older brother's wedding! I only need them to transcribe the actions of my family and their words, I take care of adorning the rest of the narrative with my internal thoughts.

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My function TotalDescription has been updated with your prompts, user Fiore.

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Good, perfect. I'm going to close my mic again so my words don't get duplicated, okay? Transcribe everything that happens including my words, I know my brothers and I know that if they hear me speak to my bracelet they will start to accuse me of espionage or any nonsense that occurs to them. Reactivate the recording in literary narration mode… now!

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Fiore continued her circuit of nervousness and growing doubts about her plan. Memories of the nerves of the day when she confessed her sexuality to her parents flourished within her, the same motivational words from then serving to keep her afloat and not break into tears in front of her mother. The brave and beautiful Fiore clenched both fists knowing that what she was doing was the right thing to do and that whatever decision they made just to propose it was her duty as a member of the family. 

"Honey, do you need a linden or something to calm you down?" Joana asked after approaching the fence that surrounded the pool without her daughter noticing. 

"W ... what? Of course not, mom! IM perfect! Why do you ask?" 

"Because you're sweating almost as much as when you failed a subject in high school and refused to teach us the exam"

"Mother please, I'm not that girl anymore! I am a full-fledged adult, with her bills and duties, her alien wife on another planet and her changing genes that will turn her into something completely different but she will continue to be herself- "

Joana can't stand her daughter's verbiage for another second. , resorting to the reliable and always ready mother's slap to bring her back to reality. A slap that required climbing slightly over the fence to reach the nape of her daughter and that due to her advanced age of almost 70 years was not easy, but a mother would do everything for her children. "Fiore! Enough already! Stop trying to distract me and tell me what happens! " 

"I don't know, mother! You tell me! Did you ... Dad and you talk about my proposal last night? You didn't even let me bring it up at breakfast! "

Joana endured silence for a long 15 seconds, looking away from her huge daughter at a much less interesting garden hedge. "Honey ..."

"It's a no, right? You haven't let me say anything more since last night about this because you think it's stupid, right? "

"You're old enough to act like that, don't you think, darling? God… - ”Joana sighed rubbing her forehead, the sweat slowly falling down her neck. “It's not that easy, you know? I cannot deny that every day that passes your father and I are more afraid for international politics, for the growing conflicts and threats and for the well-being of our family as you said… but you are asking us to abandon our entire life on earth! Your grandparents are buried here, and your great-grandparents and great-great-grandparents! And if Acheron is so wonderful because they are doing nothing to avoid problems here on Earth, huh? "

“Mom, I hate to say it but the dead can't and don't want our future to revolve around them! And you know perfectly well that part of the conditions of the treaty stipulated that the Akken had no right to intervene in terrestrial conflicts without the express request of all those involved. I live in Acheron and I have told you a thousand times how many policies there regret not being able to help humans to overcome the difficulties they experienced tens of thousands of years ago ”

Joana knew that her daughter was partly right in her arguments ... What the hell? Joana was clear that Fiore's plan was the best possible option! All that held her back was the fact that her children and their families did not agree, but above all that her own husband did not want to leave. Doubts began to grow within him under the watchful eye of his beloved and only daughter until the moment when the sound of the garden door slamming open indicated that the love of his life was making an appearance. “Hey Fiore, you who have lived up there all this time… do Akken have a problem with T-shirts with funny messages? Because I have many and if they are going to pose a problem I will need to renew my entire wardrobe for the summer "

"WHAT?!" Joana quickly exclaimed. 

"Does that mean what I think it means, dad ?!" Fiore asked, almost about to cry with joy. 

"If what you are thinking is that most are slightly offensive phrases, it is a resounding yes, they are funny but I cannot deny that they were already offensive when I bought them 10 years ago. Another question ... I know that Akken don't have our concept of gender ... but do they have a concept of race? Because I don't mind hiding being Italian like that time on my honeymoon in New York. I'm talking in the the human racist sense, my head is still well drilled from that time you tried to make us understand the difference between my dear daughter Akken Vell and her family from the other continent!"

Joana left her daughter aside to run next to her husband of more than 50 years, her beloved and stupidly impulsive husband. Her stupidly impulsive husband who did not hesitate for a second to leave Italy when they decided to marry based on the argument of "I would even live on another planet if that means I can give you a better life." Joana never thought that such a beautiful phrase would turn against her. "Gus, my love… are we really going to do it?" 

"You don't want to? We are almost 80 years old and who knows how many before we had real mobility problems, it is now or never! " 

"I know ... and for the record, I'm not especially against ... but our parents are buried here-"

"I loved my parents and my older brothers, my grandparents and my uncles ... but you know as well as I do. that we cannot let the past and those who are no longer here rule our future! " Gustavo argued completely seriously, Joana rolling her eyes as she remembered from whom Fiore had inherited her skills for debate. "The United States, Russia, Israel or China, one of those idiots who is going to declare war any day that they and God know I do not want my family to be involved! If the children agree, I vote to sell the houses, liquidate our pensions and leave this shitty planet before the end of the month! " 

Gustavo was really excited about the idea, any of his actions and gestures served as a faithful mirror to reflect how much the retired old man wanted to leave the earth. Such was the fervor and speed with which he fired question after question at his little girl that none of the three present heard the garden door open again- 

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And now I’m back to writing, hello again! Allow me to make a point to formally introduce you to my brothers:

Following the order of birth, we have to start with Albert, the first-born and cold-headed of the family. Albert is ... is ... a meticulous fucking, perfectionist and a pedantic director of the city library (I know that sometimes I call town and other times I refer to this place as a place so I'm going to clarify it, the town where I live whose name I prefer to keep in anonymity it was originally a town next to the city of Sant Boi de Llobregat that after the expansions ended up absorbing us. I grew up here as a town and I feel if sometimes I refer to it as such, I feel any confusion), one of the largest libraries of the region on the other hand.

Don't believe me wrong, I adore my older older brother (that's how he differentiated them when I don't use their names, adding the words older and / or twin) with madness and I would give anything for him or his wife, my childhood friend and math tutor Ana Velas and my dear nephews Cristian and Carla… but Albert has been a toothache since we were little, always believing himself better for being the first-born and for reading a lot of classic books. 

Ok, I will not get stuck as soon as usual, I apologize to all you readers that you have to put up with my usual deviations. Now we have the twins of the family, Alejandro and Alessandro Yep, you read that right, my parents decided to call them by the same name in two different languages. Brother Alex and brother Aless are what I call them to differentiate them, placing special emphasis on the letters. 

My brother Alex may sound familiar to you since he appeared in these memories in the first chapter, shouting and confirming my homosexuality to earn the right to have the best room in the house. Sweet boy, sweet and dumb boy... no, no. I really mean it, Alex is a charming middle-aged man who I know would read this and hate it a lot so I remind him that he is almost 50 years old, specifically 53. I treat them as young because time has passed differently for me ... technically the same as I already explained using a different calendar and the incredibly better quality of life makes my physical state before starting the transition to that of a 30-year-old girl even though I'm 46. 

Aless, on the other hand, is a really good person and his profession as a gym teacher in a Public school proves it, of my brothers Aless has always been my favorite because of how much he took care of me and helped me. Time and fate have unfortunately been more cruel to him than to the rest of us and, I know I repeat myself but it is something that really hurts me, unfortunately he ended inheriting the fragile joints of my paternal grandmother and that has led to him needing to wear an orthopedic cane since 11 years ago. 

Sigh… Alex works as a street sweeper, I had forgotten to mention it earlier. 

Finally, we have to talk about Eric, my most direct brother and that I have also mentioned indirectly before. (If you need help Eric is the best friend of the son of Agent Eric who brought me home from the previous chapter, yep. They are both named Eric, things in life)

Eric is the only one of my brothers who has managed to work at his dream job, and I know it's not fair because his dream job was a pastry chef and that's easier than trying to be a novelist like Albert, a teacher for students with disabilities like Aless or a pharmacist like Alex. But that doesn't mean I'm proud of my brother and his recent promotion to manager of the bakery where he works.

Proud… and a little scared now that I’m gonna ask him to move to Acheron. 

Of my brothers, we have two married in the form of Albert, as I have already mentioned before, and Aless and his wife Yanrinnha (it's written like that, I swear) and my nephew Merist; one with a stable relationship of 11 years in the form of Eric and his partner Olivia ... and finally Alex, who years ago proclaimed himself asexual after not finding satisfaction or love in his last two relationships. 

It may sound strange but I know that Yan and Ana would be more than delighted to come to Acheron, more than anything because they themselves have asked me several times to pass on the necessary documentation. 

The problem and with whom I most have doubts is with my best friend who will require a separate intervention and with my brother Albert ...

I suppose you can imagine it by how Prompter was writing but my brother Albert was listening from the other side of the door, specifically from… I will let you continue reading the transcript. See you again at the end! 

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Slowly opening up again, the firstborn Albert enters his parents' garden. The first thing he did was smack his lips to get his parents' attention, followed by opening his eyes and rubbing himself in disbelief of what he was seeing. Planted behind her mother was the "betrayer of humans", her beloved little sister Fiore much younger… and bigger than ever. The idea that it was the real Fiore was hard to believe, Albert looking around to see the active holographic projector generating the image. 

"Older brother!" But there was no projector, none could be so advanced as to replicate the heat in the huge arms that encircled his neck or the tears that fell from the enormous head that covered his entire shoulder.

The choked breath from crying out of the blue that she had so often held and comforted was as real as the wind that rocked the hedges that surrounded the garden. Fiore was real, and she was right here, here on Earth again. "Fi ..." Albert whispered, returning the hug to his sister, confused that he couldn't wrap his hands around her torso. "You are here ..." 

Fiore nodded, relaxing the hug and pulling away slightly so that she could look her older brother in the eye. Albert knew well about the transition his little sister was going through, mainly because he was the one who had asked the most questions and information about it. But not even with all that information would it have been possible to imagine the magnitude of the process since in front of him was not the Fiore that they had seen holographically in the last two decades. 

No, the person in front was a living reflection of Fiore from the day before she left for Acheron in pursuit of the love of her life. And that was unbelievable and downright disturbing on many levels disturbing. 

"Yes ... I'm here ..." The hug lengthened until Anna shouted with joy after her husband, pushing aside mercilessly to hug her young apprentice like many years ago. The two women continued talking uncontrollably, completely removing Albert from the conversation ... although that was not difficult, his mind was still on his father's words that he had heard completely and without a hint of error. And it was something really important to let his wife and sister keep talking about how big Fiore was now. "Fi ... what was dad saying ..."

"We have to wait for the other three to come ... it is something really-"

"I have heard almost everything, Mom continues with the bad habit of not closing the door with a double lock and I only needed to put my fingerprint. Go at the end of the month to where…? " Albert asked, knowing well what his little sister was going to answer him. The idea of r03;r03;leaving Earth was something that his father had commented on more than once over the years ... and that Anna and her own children had also expressed a wish to follow their grandfather. 

But? He still didn't have the right answer, not after so many years of effort struggling to ascend and keep one of the few and most prestigious physical libraries in Spain afloat. Every battle with the cultural conservation association to keep his books, every extra hour picking up or supplying his co-workers ... the idea of r03;r03;parting with all of this to start anew in Acheron was something that he didn’t want to think about, not right now at least.

Anna immediately understood what her husband meant and as it was natural for her it was impossible to contain her emotion. “There is a god, yes! So we're going to Acheron! It's… it's perfect! " Anna screamed with joy as she took her husband's hands. "The kids have only been in the new school for a year so it's the perfect time to move, especially if it means going to Acheron!" 

"Anna ..."

"Imagine, getting rid of all the shit on this planet! Not one more terrorist attack in the news, not a massive corruption scandal first… we will make sure that Cristian does not end up doing military service without having to trust that the government of that time will abolish compulsory conscription! It's almost too perfect to be true! " 

“Anna…” 

“It sounds weird but I would like to try to take this opportunity to get back to teaching. Do you remember in the documentary that Akken universities and institutes were looking for professors of Earth history and culture? Maybe this is a sign to take advantage of my degree in philosophy! - ” 

Fiore stepped ahead of her sister-in-law, grabbing her shoulders from behind and lowering her head to whisper. "I'm one step ahead of you, Ana ..." Ana got nervous. “One of the things I did while preparing everything I needed was to recommend you as a professor of philosophy-earth culture at the institute where I go to give talks on the languages of the Earth. And just to correct you and feel a little smarter than you for a moment the Akken combined what on Earth we consider high school, professional and university studies in a single educational stage ” 

“HAVE YOU HEARD THAT, AL?! God, I've wanted to officially teach for so long! I love teaching our children but would love to start taking advantage of my college years!" 

Albert couldn't answer, everything happening around him was too fast. And things were not going to stop accelerating, especially because if something stood out the family was never going to be late for appointments. 

Ana's happy shouts made the second son of the family and his wife, Aless and Yanrinnha rush to the garden, repeating the encounter with Fiore that Albert had previously felt. The joy, the slight sense of discomfort at her sister's youth, and the exposure to the news of the moving plans. 

Only they were both delighted with the idea. As delighted as Alex and Eric were when they arrived minutes later prepared for a barbecue that no one had said a word about happening, but of course now it was going to be a reality. Seeing how her whole family slowly got used to the idea was not exactly reassuring, especially since her mother also seems to be willing to move after seeing her husband more animated than ever (especially after retiring). 

Albert decided to keep his thoughts to himself for now, until he could talk to his not-so-little sister in private.

 

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Not bad for a first time director, right? I have added much less than I expected, this program that Caedence has sent me is terrifyingly incredible, no wonder Hollywood took so little time to buy this technology from Acheron! As you have seen, it has gone much better than I expected except ... except for Albert. I was already imagining that he and Mom would be the most difficult to convince, so for now everything is going according to plan. 

Including his inviting me to have a few beers by the river tonight like when we were young, his plan is to question me about my motives, no matter how apparent, and pressure me to move Vell and I to Earth even though there are no Akken neighborhoods. here. (The land neighborhoods in Akken are extremely common around embassies and in most cities, if I remember correctly it is estimated that there are a million and a half humans living in Acheron)

I am going to save you the barbecue with my family and the reunion with my nephews and the next day (tomorrow) I will inform you that it has happened ... no! I have a better idea! I cannot take Prompter on a portable basis without preparing the area beforehand and I refuse to leave it abandoned in the river for a few hours, so I am going to record the conversation with my brother so that it is fully transcribed! I don't know if doing this and taking it as an example will help someone who wants to move to Acheron to be able to convince their family but as the popular Spanish saying goes "There is no harm that does not come". 

See you tomorrow! And do not get used to chapters two days in a row, I have many places to visit and a lot of paperwork here on Earth to fill out to take my family!

 

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Hello everyone, Fiore here writing… Is this style of YouTubers still even popular? It's been so long since all I follow are Pulshare channels that I am very at a loss with all of this. All I remember before I left is that the Vtubers had managed to impose their style on twitch and that the civil war between made-up personalities and real streamers was at a standstill.

Pulshare is the social network equivalent to YouTube / Twitch fused with Netflix in Acheron in case you didn't know… and you may find it hard to believe but it is full of exactly the same terrestrial equivalents! It is surprising and disappointing at the same time that hundreds of species from different planets end up reaching the same conclusions and services ... and that these are mostly social networks. I guess it's inevitable, right? While we are talking about social species that seek to form communities such as the Akken, humans, Torih or many others, the final way to maintain these "communities" is always to take it to the digital / virtual sphere. As it is almost 00:30 and my brother still has not arrived, I am going to allow myself to expand a little more on this, okay? 

We all have the immense size of the Akken in perspective, right? Well, in this "section" or community of the Milky Way they are the largest species there is, the rest having sizes that vary between the Torih with 20 feet in height to the Gneshes with 2 feet and a half, the civilization at the minimum required of our space community. (The minimum point of civilization is the point where it is legal to establish contact with them, placing themselves in the creation of the digital network up to a minimum speed and expansion of 95% of the planet where they live)

I mention the size so that you understand well what type of content is popular in Acheron in the last 2 decades (4 Earth decades counting the calendar, I repeat that in perspective both measures of time indicate the same). 

For Akken, who lives on the roof of plenitude, the highest possible peak at the level of social, political and economic well-being, fashion has long been to interview people of other species, visit other planets and make videos comparing stories ... and when I say fashion I mean sensation on a planetary level. If you enter the main page of Pulshare (I think that from earth you cannot yet, or at least I cannot connect to the Acheron cybernet) and you look for the last 50 holographic or digital videos most viewed 40 will have beings of other races or other planets on the cover, of those 40 almost certainly 30 or more are about humans. 

As you can all deduce being one of the first humans in Acheron, once you see 5 videos of Akken marveling at humans or the Earth begins to bore, I am not saying 20 years. I've been in so many such videos and by now not even playing with Vell to drink every time I stutter is fun. (I don't know why but when I have to speak in front of a digital camera I am unable not to stutter)

And just by showing off as a wife once again, Vell always manages to win. I know that our scales are very different but no matter how much I try to endure, I am unable not to get drunk sooner. And I extend this to my Akken family side, no one can drink as much alcohol as my beloved giantess. 

There was a time a few years ago when it became fashionable among the personalities (Emitters is the equivalent of Youtuber) of Pulshare to buy everyday human objects and record themselves trying to use them, playing with them or seeing how their human friends used them ... 

It was a strange time, definitely. My sister-in-law bought a fucking Ferrari to watch me use it and learn how the engine works… and as you can imagine it was fucking uncomfortable because they made me feel like I was some kind of laboratory mouse operating a lever! Akken are great and super perceptive except when something arouses their mechanical curiosity and fails to satisfy it by their own hand, at that moment it is as if their minds are blocked and they cannot notice the tension in the environment. 

I don't think it's worth dwelling on my past humiliations too much, so I'm going to settle that part by saying that if you ever find yourself in the same situation you should be the first to offer the demo. If there's one thing Akken stands out for, it's being tireless.

Another thing that I recommend- Wait, I hear footsteps and I know very well who is the only idiot I know who would come to the river with dress shoes. Increasing the reception of the telephone...

 

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Fiore: Good evening my brother! How beautiful is this full moon that bathes us, right? And what picturesque weather, only almost 40 degrees at midnight!

Albert: Cut that crap, little shit.

Fi: But why- But how dare you ask me to interrupt my dialogue, good sir! I am only trying to imitate the vocabulary and mannerisms of the upper class with whom you are now related, oh director of the best and one of the last libraries in the metropolitan area of r03;r03;Barcelona!

Alb: Do you know who you remind me of talking like that? To grandfather when he tried to call the royal family to congratulate them on the king's Christmas speech. 

Fi: Right? I was thinking to myself ... to think that the crazy old man would be right and in the middle of the century we would still have to support royalty ... disgusting life. 

Alb: Oh, do you include yourself in this? I didn't know you paid taxes to the Spanish hacienda since Acheron! Seeing you so empathetic with us earthlings makes me think that maybe Acheron is not ... how would I put it ... the best planet in the galaxy? 

Fi: Now who's being ridiculous, huh? If you have something to say to me, say it to my face, if you have something to give me, tell me since I am thirsty from waiting for you here so much.

Alb: Look at you, so grown up and still capricious. I've tried going out earlier but you know, the kids have class tomorrow and we have homework to do; It's what it takes to have a normal life and not show up for the first time in two decades in the middle of the week.

Fi: A normal life, huh? I'm going to pass it on to you because I see that you have brought a 6-pack of cruzcampo and as a big, grown girl, now I drink a lot more. I guess I ruined my surprise by asking but curiosity kills me ... they managed to make it really taste like beer and not ... what was it?

Alb: Does it taste more like beer than before? Yes. Does it taste really good? Not at all, but it's our poison, you know.

Fi: In my defense, you are the ones who initiated me into alcohol with cruzcampo, it's your fault completely. 

Alb: We were young, with no income beyond the weekly pay, and Cruzcampo was the only thing that grandfather drank and we could take from him from time to time. A toast?

Fi: Why?

Alb: I don't know, to have you here with us ... I've missed you. 

Fi: And I to you… 

Alb: Really? Because you don't have the slightest intention of coming home-

Fi: ALBERT! Leave it already! Why do you keep trying to put me in the face of chasing the love of my life ?!

Alb: That is unfair, Fiore! I have nothing against Vell and you know it perfectly! She is wonderful and I love her calls to ask me about literature… what she held in your face is that you left for half your life and now you come to kidnap us!

Fi: Oh, kidnap you ?! Wanting to protect my family from the inevitable by giving you a better life are they kidnapped ?!

Alb: Better life according to whom, eh ?! You are invalidating each achievement, each sacrifice, each challenge overcome that we have done here because according to you in Acheron we would be much better! You're not taking into account-

Fi: Are you going to continue like this for a long time? I'm opening another beer.

Alb: How ... How dare you? You have always been a selfish whore but this is a new level of baseness that I did not expect to see you reach! How can you even sleep at night knowing what you are doing ?!

Fi: Between the breasts of my gigantic wife. This is how I sleep ... except in the summer when I sleep on his stomach as long as he's not sweaty. Outrageous all you want, Albert ... be angry with me for thinking of you and not wanting to leave you behind ... You say that how I sleep at night ... What I wonder is how you sleep knowing that your whole family wants to move and that you want to tie him to a planet that is one more attack away from exploding into a third world war! And God knows that this war will have neither winners nor losers, this will be the last war! FALLOUT, ALBERT! THAT'S WHAT IS WAITING FOR YOU! AND NO FALLOUT 3, NEW VEGAS OR WHITE FRONT… NO! WE'RE TALKING ABOUT A FALLOUT 76 RELEASE LEVEL APOCALYPSE!

Alb: Who told you that, your giants from beyond the stars ?! Do you think I'm going to let a fetishist like you eat my brain with your unfounded theories ?!

(There was a 5 minute pause in the recording here, courtesy of my brother giving me one of the most angry punches I've ever had. The system is only audio recording so I'll summarize what happened right after: Sigh mine , Albert putting his hands to his mouth terrified, I sigh again as he lowered his head and I finished the bottle of beer in one gulp, the river water running and the mosquitoes beginning to approach following the light of my phone)

Alb: Fi … I… I… I'm sorry…

Fi: You don't feel it, Albert, I know that very well; It's not the first time I've seen you explode and lose your Mister Elegance mask. It's not the first punch you give me and I'm sure it won't be the last…

Alb: If you say it like that… you leave me like a horrible older brother… hehe…

Fi: You have never been a great older brother… nor a horrible one. I haven't been a model little sister either ... although I don't think I've been too bad either. We ended up fighting too many times, I think because of the 9-year-old difference between you and me ...

Alb: We touch because we both want to be right ... From the moment you start talking, the first thing you learned was to say "No" and "Mio." 

Fi: Can you blame me for it? We were 5 brothers in 4 rooms! In most of my first memories I see you fighting over a toy, a place on the couch or the last pancake for Sunday breakfast…

Alb: Do you remember… Do you remember so much ?! 

Fi: Not long ago actually. Akken has an absurdly high memory capacity ... and I suppose that means that I am less and less human than I am Akken.

Alb: Fi…

Fi: That was my decision, Albert… don't look at me like I'm sick. I love Janivell as much as I love you ... and for that love I decided to receive experimental treatment ... for that same love I want you to come to Acheron. I won't be able to protect you like Akken here on Earth, but I can use who I am now, who I have been and who I will be to give you a better life in Acheron, far from this dung heap that has become our world. 

Alb: And how is that life better than the one we have here, Fi? I'm not being ironic or anything ... The least I can do is sit here and listen to your plans.

Fi: I do not recommend you to sit down, I discovered very late that the river has flooded all the earth around here and that under the dry surface there is only mud ...

Alb: Ah ...

Fi: Yep.

Alb: That explains why you've been sitting in the same position since I arrived…

Fi: If you need to sit down, take advantage of the fact that I'm sitting and leaning on my back. Don't worry about me, I'm a big strong girl!

Alb: You used that as an excuse for us to ride you when we went out to play ... good times. 

Fi: Good times, no doubt. Will you listen to me? (Albert nodded very slowly, especially slowly to make sure to annoy me!) 

Well, the first thing you have to know is that I have arranged for you and Lisa and her family 5 houses already paid for-

Alb: WITH WHAT MONEY HAVE YOU PAID IT ?!

Fi: That doesn't matter, don't interrupt! What I was saying is that I have already negotiated 5 chalet-type houses of 197 square meters with main and rear garden, 3 floors high, garage, basement, attic, heated pool-

Alb: WITH WHAT MONEY HAVE YOU PAID IT ?!

Fi: Albert, that doesn't matter! I am part of the neighborhood promoter, technically I am a consultant but I have helped a lot in the promotion for the land embassy. The houses are a gift to you if you decide to move, in case they do not go to a lottery for humans seeking asylum in Acheron.

Alb: Gift…? It is like 3 times our current house. Fi, this is… is… god, I don't know what to say! You can't drop a bomb like that and expect to receive it undeterred! It is too incredible a house and I sure cannot conceive of the Akken technology that they have equipped!

Fi: Right ?! It will take a bit of time for us to adapt, you and Dad especially with the technology there… but it's worth it, I assure you! You will live on the residential edge of the human district, just 40 minutes from our house. According to data to take into account, the Saemir human district is one of the most advanced in all of Acheron, having a size similar to that of Berlin and with a growing population and economy. And before you ask, as much as the human district is, the main streets have been designed so that the Akken can pass without causing problems for the human population. 

Alb: That… that's great, more than I thought if I had to be honest. And the subject of school and my work? Have you… thought about that?

Fi: All covered, big brother! I have prepared the papers so that Mom and Dad receive their retirement pensions in Acheron with the bonuses that this entails, which translates into a 35% increase in their contributions. For you I have been to the largest library in the human district, New Alexandria for cliché as the name may be, and I have recommended you along with Vell's mother so she would be happy to offer you a managerial position. For Anna, as I have said before, I have recommended her as a teacher at the academy where I give talks from time to time, and I can also tell you that Cris and Carla are pre-enrolled and admitted only in the absence of you moving there and signing the application.

Alb: You've thought of everything, huh?

Fi: All my life you and Anna, Alex and Aless, Eric, Dad and Mom, the grandparents… you have all taken care of me and guided me to where I am now. Your support was key for me to finish the translation, to pursue my dreams to work in the United Nations, to follow Vell ... The least I can do now that I am where I am is to try to give you a life as great as the one you have given me far away from this planet condemned to war-

Alb: You are mentioning that a lot and about Dad, I believe it is because he has always been a fan of conspiracies. From you… Fiore, is there something you are hiding from me with all this?

Fi: Just rumors, the Parliament of the Empire is somewhat restless with the latest movements of China and the United States in their lunar bases ... you know how this goes. For a race that hates dirty warfare as much as Akken, seeing their "human brothers" deny any attempt to help as they begin to stockpile supplies makes them quite nervous. 

Alb: It is understandable, here we are also quite nervous. Fiore… what you've told me is wonderful and all that, and I can see all the effort you've put into it. Are you leaving me ... no matter how useless it may be, will I go talk to Ana tonight? Not much of a rush, is there? How long will you stay on Earth?

Fi: I have a maximum of one week, you have all the time you need. Albert, thank you… thank you for agreeing to think about it! 

(Here I turned suddenly so as not to give him reaction time to avoid my hug, bear hug to be exact. And I admit that maybe I wiped the tears of emotion on his shirt, maybe a little snot too)

Alb: Quita, moron! It's my evening dress shirt!

Fi: Oh god, Albert ... only you would come well dressed to a river. Do we finish our beers and go home? I'm not going to sleep until the day after tomorrow, but you're tired, right?

Alb: It's true ... In Acheron the days and nights are longer ... I'm already getting nervous vertigo just thinking about it ...

Fi: Nervous, eh? I have the perfect solution for that! 

Alb: Alcohol?

Fi: Always, god you are going to love Akkeron's alcohol! There is so much variety and even the recipes made with terrestrial products grown there taste different!

Alb: That, my dear sister, is one of the best arguments you have given me all tonight.

 

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Acheron, here we go! Well… technically I still have to finalize details with Lisa but from our mini conversation at the bar I am sure that having your own restaurant is reason enough to move. 

 

Acheron, here we go!

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Hello everyone, dear fellow humans! I am here once again to forge these my memories of my early days as the coolest human on Earth, the first to open her heart and soul to a Akken, helping to forge a new era for us and our… our worlds… 

I'm sorry … Hehehehe… I can't go on! 

 

Today it isn't Fiore who is writing, no sir. Fiore is right now in the cargo bay of my dear, precious and best ship in Acheron's diplomatic fleet, the Midnight Swarroff… why was I saying all this? Oh yeah, that Fiore was helping her parents and siblings carry everything they were going to take to Acheron on the first trip. I have offered them help, several times too! Unfortunately it seems that Albert's human pride is greater than I thought and he has managed to convince Fiore that he and his brothers are more than strong enough to carry and secure everything for the trip. (I think that more than convince her, Fiore has decided to give in to avoid the argument)

 

At least they have been attentive to my instructions on how to activate the projected barriers so that the furniture does not move during the trip ... it isn't that I'm going to turn my precious baby into that thing of those that you humans have... roller coaster? That should be.

The best pilot of the diplomatic fleet has standards to uphold, even more in front of my family's family. 

 

I suppose that by now you will have been able to deduce who I am, even so I believe that I will allow myself to introduce myself properly. My name is Melia Nazub, personal pilot of the KJCMCF team, future expert in Earth sports and I suppose now it is impossible not to be obvious but I am an Akken. 

Great change from that little hybrid that you are used to reading, right? The real deal is present, in all its enormous figure! Please, if you are still here after that attempt to imitate human colloquial language, let me explain the reason for my presence. 

 

As you are, I am one more reader of Fi's memories, technically I am the second reader (Fiore sent me the draft before posting it on the internet). And since in addition to being a reader I am one more character in this story, one who has been there watching those two idiots all this years, I have taken Fi's account while she was with her mother and father in the town hall to tell you the truth about what happened the first night.

Because enough is enough that Fiore makes you believe that she handled the situation with security and confidence! The truth and the whole truth is that Janivell and Fiore were and are the spitting image of that meme that humans have ... what was it called ... AH YES!

 

Useless lesbians!

 

Let's go back to the last memory of their first meeting, okay? Specifically after closing the door of the ship to begin preparing the connection with Acheron. We were all extremely nervous, the satellite prepared on the edge of your solar system was the latest model and none of us had had time to do tests ... Keep my secret but until a few minutes before landing we were still preparing Kalliah's first speech and deciding how we were going to get behind her. Good times with no established protocol ... I hate protocol. 

 

After the appearance the five of us went straight to the ship's kitchen / meeting room, none of us finding words for what we just experienced. And as fast as the climate change of your planet we all burst into talk, talking non-stop interrupting our speeches among us, the experience we just had to be so overwhelming that Kalliah and Caedence burst into tears. 

 

All ... except Janivell who was totally silent in an unusual way for her! And I can promise you that I have worked with her many years before and many after, and if there is something that Janivell does not stand out for, it is to respect the speaking turn of others.

 

"Janivell, Jani!" I remember Caedence became concerned about the third attempt to get Janivell to answer us, and after a fourth attempt our dear friend decided to bring Janivell back to Ache- to Earth, sorry. Bringing her back means in this context shaking her by the shoulders and slapping her. 

 

Janivell then emitted the most ... feminine cry, do you call it? I'm very sorry for all these doubts but I try to use your language as much as possible and the issue of gender is something that I still have trouble remembering how it works. Coming back just a seconds before, the most in love cry I've ever heard, flopping back onto her seat while holding both hands to her chest. "HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN HER?!" The scream was thunderous, I don't know how any human outside the ship avoided hearing it. "HOLY EPHION, how can such a beautiful human exist?!"

 

"...who? There were a lot of humans out there, and I still can't quite distinguish who belongs to which gender," I asked, trying to mentally review the assistants in Janivell's visual field. (All Akken naturally possess what you call an eidetic memory)

 

“In the left sector of the party, third woman in the elevated booth next to the entrance of the great building, the one wearing helmets and wearing a dark blue ball gown! FUCKING HOLY EPHION: PLEASE TAKE ME WITH YOU!" Janivell yelled while Calrie prepared the panoramic images of the contact gala on the projector (don't be angry but we were recording everything at all times until we left the planet ... mainly for the protection of us the crew) until she focused on the person who had affected my friend so much. And as soon as he saw her, Janivell let out an even louder cry. "THAT IS! THE ONE WITH THE LIGHT BROWN HAIR! SHE WAS LOOKING AT ME!"

 

The remaining four crew members looked at each other, none understanding what was happening beyond the obvious. I don't mean to offend Fiore but… but she wasn't particularly remarkable on a first visual impression, no more than good… any of the female humans in the same overhead surveillance room. “Of course she has stared at you, Jani… everyone has stared at us like that! We are literally giants compared to them!" I aimed wisely, or so I think. 

 

"Not that kind of scared and dreaded look, you idiot!" All this… I think it is evident that we were speaking it in our language, so it is more than anything an approximation using similes in English. Believe me, the insult that Janivell used was much, much more serious than idiotic. "It was something else ... I don't know how to say it ... I haven't felt anything like this in my entire fucking life!" 

 

"Janivell, we've been out there for literally 30 Earth minutes ... tell me that's not what I think you're trying to express," Kalliah said, sighing and starting to tuck her hair back, a gesture that means she is beginning to give in to the pressure. Janivell sighed in agreement without raising his head, his gaze fixed on the image of Fiore. “GREAT, ABSOLUTELY GREAT! We have only had two conversations with humanity officially and we already have a first love between aliens, love at first sight between Akken and humans! You couldn't have left that for… what do I know… ANY OTHER TIME, IDIOT?!" This insult was even worse than the previous one. 

 

Janivell denied getting up from his seat, walking slowly until he was in front of the projection. "It doesn't make sense, okay? I know perfectly well! I know we are two different species even though we are physically so alike- ”

 

“Except that they are practically a tenth of our height and who knows what the difference in weight will be! Humans do not seem to possess a quarter of body mass in proportion to us,” Caedence pointed out quickly. 

 

"I already know that too! It's the first thing I thought when I saw her looking at me! She is so… small… but at the same time just looking at her has made my heart stop more than before when we finally entered Earth's atmosphere! She is small but her beauty has made me lose contact with reality for a moment, has made it possible that for a thousandth of a second on Earth there would be no one else here but both of them… it is just what my míma described when she met my díma! You had to feel the same when you met Yve, right?!"

 

Caedence then lowered her head, silently admitting those same feelings years ago. At that time I had not felt that yet but I knew the description of the "moment" well, I suppose that humans will also have something similar when your heart finds the right person. "I'm so happy for you, Janivell…" Kalliah admitted with a sigh, reaching over to put a hand on her close friend's shoulder. "But it had to be now?! We don't know who she is and we have no way of finding out! The last thing we can do now is give the impression that our intentions are not 100% peaceful by starting to ask for identity and their presence on our ship of random humans! For some reason humans are absolutely terrified of being abducted and any wrong move will make us the target of their fury! This is partly why I have prepared a little joke as a gift, so that they see that we are not dangerous" 

 

Janivell knew perfectly well, all of us actually, that Kalliah was totally right in that situation. "I'm going to ignore my heart for a while, Kalliah ... for the sake of the mission and the future of our worlds," Kalliah couldn't resist throwing herself into hugging her friend and co-founder of the Mission to celebrate her reasoning, just in time to find herself Janivell staring at her with his arms crossed. "But you have to promise me one thing, okay?" 

 

"The what?"

 

“Ephion is capricious and we all know that if there is one thing he enjoys, it is playing with destiny. If there is only one chance, a small and real one, that I can speak to that human ... will you allow me to introduce myself not as an official Acheron emissary ... but as myself? I can swear it in the name of our empire, Kalliah, I know what I'm feeling"

 

"Of course, why not? Not only that, I offer to get that if that human corresponds to you, she can accompany us back to Acheron! I even offer to get permission to make your wedding official as a representative of Ephion! You know why I'm so sure of making so many promises, right?" Kalliah smiled, placing both hands on Janivell's cheeks. "Because there is exactly 0% chance in which a situation occurs in which  you and that human can speak in person" 

 

To this day Kalliah has kept her promises and honored them, I must admit that. And that getting permission to officiate a wedding on behalf of Ephion is not easy at all! 

 

 

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Hello again, I'm still Melia! I'm sorry for the interruption, I had to run to the cargo hold to rescue Fiore's brother, I think it was Alex. A piano had fallen on him, I didn't want to ask how. 

 

Although now that I see it… you have no way of seeing that there has been an interruption in this written journal. You should trust that this bar above is the equivalent of a 7 Earth minutes break. Where were we going? Oh sure, I can see it just above. 

 

With her previous promises in mind, Kalliah had to swallow her pride when precisely Fiore was among the translators who were going to help us finalize the translator program for the next Earth day. Caedence, Calrie and I had to use all our will not to start laughing at the wrinkle of concern that formed on Kalliah's neck, and most of all not to laugh at the "courtship" between Janivell and Fiore. Reviewing the chapter where the two meet in person for the first time I have noticed a deliberate lack of dialogue omitted by Fiore, and I think it was a human who said the phrase: "I will publish the truth, the truth and nothing but the truth!" 

 

Do you want to know what they said? There it goes, enjoy it!

 

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Janivell: Good… evening… night...

 

Fiore: Hey… I say good night to you too! And welcome to… to… Mars… no god! To Earth! Welcome to Earth!

 

Janivell: Nice to be here, precious human… precious human! I wanted to say ... precious humans who are kindly going to help us save the destiny of our worlds and the Milky Way ... ignore that, I don't know why I said something like that. I don't want to downplay it either! I know how important this moment is for you humans and I want to be able to kindly receive on behalf of Acheron, the Via Lactea, the universe ...

 

Fiore: I hope to be helped ... help! I hope I can help and live up to it! I have no doubt that with how huge and sexy you are, your program will make a fool of our biggest supercomputers! ... JUST HUGE, I DIDN'T MEAN TO OFFEND YOU WITH MY COMMENT ... IT WAS JUST A MOMENTARY SLIP, I SWEAR! I ... I'm not objectifying women out there, I'm a progressive woman looking for gender equality! 

 

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I am sure that if the human man with the funny accent that I never remember the name had not run to end the conversation the thing would have ended with Fiore denying being homophobic and Janivell had ended up receiving humanity on behalf of the space-time fabric. 

What a pair of idiots, it's like they were made for each other from the first glance!

 

The rest of us watched in silence, the humans who accompanied Funny Accent and Fiore going from fear and respect to disbelief, fear and slight anger at Fi's behavior. (Maybe that was the result of Fi being the youngest in the group for almost 10 years, I understand that humans are quick to marginalize and criminalize someone, whether because of their age, gender or variant of the species)

The purpose of this special meeting, I remind you, was to give some final touches to our Aekun-Earthly translation program, a variation of the program that we use in our schools when our daughters participate in programs of interaction with other civilizations and planets. Time was running against us (mainly because the parliament in Acheron was already assembled and prepared, awaiting the remaining 8 Earth hours debating minor laws) and Funny Accent decided to take the reins by beginning to separate its workers into groups, each one reviewing in the holographic displays prepared by Kaliah for different parts of the program. 

 

Each revision passed to the central console of Janivell and Caedence who were in charge of the real bulk of the work: Updating all the information that 27 humans constantly gave them and testing that everything worked correctly after each update. Hard work, right? Hard and constant work that did not leave a second of freedom for Janivell and Fiore to continue the initial conversation attempt, especially since Funny Accent had expressly decided to sit next to Fiore for… how do you say humans? Keep her by the leash? Is that even a colloquial expression? It doesn't matter really, just knowing English, Chinese and Spanish to understand your sports is enough for me. 

 

I have never seen Fiore or Janivell work harder than that night, both sweating (Akken don't sweat as easily as you humans, that's more than enough for you to understand the enormous work I was putting in for Janivell and Caedence) and “typing ” In their respective jobs. In case you were wondering, I was in charge of the surveillance, both inside and outside the ship. 

I didnt like to be so passive seeing my friends so stressed but Kalliah insisted that my work was much more important ... I hope you do not get angry but the Herald of Acheron was very specific with not letting any human approach the ship, something that humans are very prone to crossing the boundaries of basic hospitality.

 

This continued steadily until 5 in the morning: 5 hours of stolen glances, cheeks flushed every time their eyes met, Funny Accent constantly having to shake Fiore's shoulder to get her back to focus on his work, Caedence constantly hitting his ankle from Janivell discreetly under the table to get him back to work… 

 

 

A constant waltz between two morons who had met beyond the stars.

Ummm… no, technically at the time they were in the same star orbit.

A constant waltz between two morons born on either side of the galaxy who had met in the same world, the same place, the same room.

 

The fire that burned within both of them burned the sanity of Kalliah and Funny Accent, the scene before us and the humans would lead one of them years later to inspire one of the first highest grossing Akken-Terrestrial films in the history of both planets.

As you are, friends! "Alive in the name of love" is written by one of the translators who was on the ship that night! 

 

The night was slowly coming to an end, the program was already revised and almost 95% updated. The excuse to continue seeing each other was fading before them, none of them knowing how to force a last word, a last look! Funny Accent announced aloud that everything was ready, all that was left was for Janivell to introduce the latest modifications and we could all go back to bed. (At that time, Funny Accent still didn't know about the differences in the dream cycles of our races)

The slight murmur of the humans ended as everyone looked at Janivell, expectant to see how the progress bar floated on the wall reached 100% ... And that meant that Janivell had no escape!

 

At that moment the miracle happened, the miracle that changed everything friends. 

 

Springing up as fast as possible, Fiore took a step back so that Funny Accent couldn't catch her. "WAIT A MINUTE!" Fiore screamed with all her might, her arms extended towards Janivell to emphasize what she was about to say. “There is… there is an error that remains to be solved! In the human expressions, Spanish section!!" 

 

"And why haven't you said it before ?! We had finished reviewing the Earth expressions an hour and a half ago!" Funny Accent screamed so furious that his eyes were bloodshot (something that apparently happens to humans) and his entire face was red. "Kalliah! ..." Funny Accent shouted again before realizing that he was talking to an Akken and not one of his humans. Trying to maintain control as much as possible, Funny Accent snorted holding his chest. "I'm sorry I screamed, Kalliah ... would it be possible ... would it be possible to see where the mistake this downright idiot has made?" 

 

Kalliah nodded without saying anything, amazed at the intensity that humans could feel. Surprised ... and excited otherwise. With a quick glance at Janivell this quickly went to Search-

 

No! Don't you dare skip any details!! Tell them everything! Tell them what I said, it is very important to understand my master play!

 

Fiore! When have you ...-

 

 I have returned to my parents a while ago and my brothers say that you've been yelling at the microphone for a while in an extremely excited way, so I came to see what happened. 

 

Are you angry? I'm not trying to sabotage your memories, just… Holy Ephion, I feel like my míma caught me eating in the kitchen on the sly. I'm sooo sorry! Let me erase- 

 

Don’t even think about it!! A whole chapter written by an Akken? God, Melia! That's amazing! 

 

My memories are not just something that I want to write about my history so that the day I am a real Akken I can continue to remember the human that I once was ...

My memories are something that I want to serve so that both humans and Akken see what happens when there are no barriers of preconceived fear! That ... and laugh at how idiotic we were when we were young! I know we are still somewhat idiots but that is something to deal with at another time. 

 

Please tell me about my great moment in great detail, I want you to see who the real fucking boss is between me and my version of that terrible movie and that I am not going to advertise. 

 

Got it, mini-boss! 

 

Kalliah commanded Janivell with a look that she will start looking for that supposed error, something the Akken obeyed while both of them thought it would be a simple minor typo due to the high speed at which she and Caedence had been working all night.

Lines of text sped past through her, everyone waiting without moving except for one person determined to change the course of her life and history.

 

Although Funny Accent tried to grab Fiore to sit her back in her seat, she managed to get away and run across the huge table until she was physically next to Janivell, human and Akken, staring at each other while a certain suspicion in them held their hands away from each other. "Have you ... have you found it?" Fiore asked almost breathlessly, the difference in size coming into play more than ever that night. 

Janivell didn't answer as her eyes continued to race through the lines of code, scanning faster than some human computers for any errors ... until her pupils froze in place, her gaze fixed on an expression that nothing corresponded to the translation.

 

"Have you found it, Janivell?" Kalliah asked, walking until she was behind her seat, leaning on her shoulders to approach the holographic screen. Janivell nodded slowly as Kalliah understood that no matter how close she was, she was not going to be able to find the mistake, the words too small and written in a way that she without almost any programming experience could decipher. "Can we know what it is? Do you have an easy solution? We're running out of time.” 

 

Janivell slowly shook her head, her eyes still locked on the sentence, her lips and throat slowly drying in disbelief. (Something that happens to us Akken)

“Agg, damn it, Jani! Caedence, can you see what happens?!" Kalliah grunted as she sprinted around the table to get behind her, Funny Accent starting to hyperventilate from the tension. 

 

Caedence moved her screen away with a wave of her hand, drawing her finger over Janivell's screen to see what was happening. And while Janivell remained silent, this time looking at Fiore, Caedence found the error by repeating her friend's reaction. "Oh, come on! Tell me what's going on right now!" Kalliah growled angrily. Caedence slowly raised her hand to point out the mistake Kalliah read aloud, first quickly and slowly slowing down. 

 

“I know it's rushed and I'm not sure if this will mean the same to you Akken ... but here I go, Janivell Mika. I ... you ... I love you ...” 

 

Silence reigned over everyone, no one moved even slower as we all tried to understand what had just happened. Janivell's lips curled in confusion, pointing with the thumb of her hand furthest from Fiore. 

Fiore nodded slowly, sweating like I've never seen her sweat!

At the time, I'm sure Kalliah and Funny Accent wanted to interrupt what was happening in an attempt to avoid the more than possible interplanetary scandal that followed. And despite wanting it with all their might, neither could interrupt the next words between Fiore "Fucking Boss" and Janivell. 

 

Janivell: No… I don't know your name…

 

Fiore: Does that matter? 

 

Janivell: No. My name is Janivell ... and I think I love you, unknown human ...

 

Fiore: My name is Fiore ... and I think I love you too, incredible akken ...

 

Fucking smooth, Fiore, so fucking smooth. My heart trembles just remembering it… Seeing you so small yet so fucking huge in front of all of us, daring to do what no one in their right mind would dare, seeing Janivell lose her mind for you… A fucking master class on how to declare your love!

 

20 years together and going up will support me, Melia. I will never regret knowingly sabotaging the translation program. And I should point out that it was an "error" easy to solve, don't go now thinking that I am some kind of criminal!

 

And what about that time we got drunk and-

 

All in due time, Melia… every story has its moment.

 

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Do you know what? The fact that Melia managed to hack my account to tell you how ridiculous I was at the old time doesn't surprise me at all, I myself was going to tell you how nervous I was and how idiotic I was that night! Yes ... of course I was going to do it ...

What really surprises me about all this is that Melia has managed to use the earthly internet! 

I already told you two chapters ago about the equivalent of youtube/netflix/twitch all in the same Acheron service, Pulshare. Today, as we move away from the terrestrial solar system towards the first Gala-Door, I have decided to start talking about the equivalent of Google in Acheron ... is it correct to say equivalent to google if you want? It's more like Google and Microsoft put their differences aside and have a gifted son in the form of an operating system named Legac1.

Legac1 is Acheron's main operating system, and unless you are a fan of sub computing and use the equivalent of linux there, the only computer system you will ever need! You will see, Legac1 (whose name and similarity with the word Legacy in our language is a coincidence) is designed so that anyone can handle it without problem, either domestically, for business use or for official use; This was achieved thanks to the fact that the Acheron Parliament bought the company in its early days and turned it into a free platform where everyone can create their virtual space with a series of joint rules not easily avoidable. (I say the latter because there is a Darkweb also in Acheron, it is one of those things that every intelligent civilization ends up generating in the globalization process)

Within that space is S33ker, the online search platform that would be the most direct equivalent to Google. It's a fast, efficient, search system that can return as precisely as you need it ... you already know all that stuff. The point here is that S33ker is ... relatively complex if you haven't grown up there, and going from using something with so many options to something as simplified as google is something that the Akken have a hard time with! I think it costs them more to use our internet services than to walk through the narrowest streets of our cities, And believe me, it was in the middle of the only chance we had to date in Geneva with Vell when I saw her maneuver in an alley with hardly any space with balconies, buckets of garbage, fences and a dog tied to a door, a very very angry dog! It was a show … Surely some of the photos that the perverts were taking of us will still be posted on the web if you want to look for it.

You can call me romantic if you want because of what I'm about to say but lying here, floating in my cabin waiting to be allowed to go to the next sector, seeing the immensity of space through my "windows" makes me remember the days long gone, days when I was just one human with the great honor of being the first to travel to Acheron…

Change of subject! I'm going to tell you about the Earth-Acheron trip, okay? You have no way to answer so I'm going to say Yes for you, no need to thank me later. 

The trip involves around 43 Earth hours of travel, crossing 3 sectors in the process before reaching the Acheron sector. A Sector for those who are not up to date on space travel nomenclature is the space limited by the gravitational force of a solar system. 

This doesn’t mean that the Earth is 4 sectors away from Acheron, make no mistake! For a solar system to be considered a Sector it must have a planet with life or the possibility of it, otherwise they are considered Barren Lands and their access is restricted to the closest civilizations or if they enter auction to the civilization that buys them for their exploitation. It's a bit scary but we're talking about investments so large that only Acheron or the Torih alliance could even afford it.  

 Between Acheron and Earth there are exactly 14 solar systems away (Here I am deliberately not counting all the empty terrain between sectors, okay? Keep in mind only what I am telling you to avoid getting too confused), and that's where the Gala-Doors come into play. The Gala-Door are space titan-constructions controlled by the Milky Way Alliance (name that will sound familiar to you because Earth will finally be accepted in 2057!), The intergalactic organization in charge of managing all interactions between the civilizations of our galaxy and all issues that have to do with common hollow space (literally what we humans understand as outer space or the Last frontier).

Its function is simple to understand (unlike its mechanisms which I daren’t even look at!), creating "rapid transit tunnels" between sectors so that the average citizen can travel between planets without having to go through territories. Because of this and due to the complexity of the Gala-Doors, they need to have very specific positions and cannot be particularly long, which is why engineers tend to prefer to connect the closest sectors and build more Gala-Doors than daring to try to build a “tunnel” between specific sectors. 

I suppose I should add that the Gala-Doors are themselves M.W.A Space stations, so they have all the necessary services that their crew and the travelers who cross them may need for their day to day life. Some even have entertainment venues like parks or shopping centers!

Think ... think of them as if between two countries there was a barren terrain and an underground tunnel was built that would connect both countries, and in that tunnel in turn there was an entire micro-city. Nor do I think it is so complex to need an example, but it doesn’t hurt either, who has to write extra is me, not you. 

One of the things that Gala-Doors have is that they are treated as borders, and do you know that there are usually borders between countries? Right, border and customs police! The Gala-Doors are no different, the queues that form while checking the ships are even endlessly long! Let me explain our day so that you understand what level of queues we are talking about

 

We arrived at the Gala-Door at 06:30 Earth time, Melia and I started filling out all the documents as official Acheron agents while my family enjoyed a guided tour courtesy of an old friend of our team. 

At 15:00 Earth time we met in the urban area of r03;r03;the Gala-Door to eat in a restaurant, and that lasted until 18:00 between appetizers, first and second courses, desserts, alcoholic beverages and a late afternoon snack. (Do you want to know how much the joke cost me in the end? 980 euros, 1166 US dollars or 8,010.80 yuan ... almost nothing)

Then we took my family to the mandatory medical examination that ended around 8:00 p.e.m. that we returned to the ship with dinner bought to go. (My father managed to convince my nephews to have dinner at what he thought was a hamburger joint ... and although technically it is, I'm sure he still regrets looking at the ingredients! I'm sorry daddy, but beef is a kind of delicacy caviar off Earth and as much as we like to pretend not, many animals out there outside of our planet have tentacles)

 

The officer in charge came to tell us at 11:15 p.m. that we could continue the trip at around 2:00 a.e.m., so Melia and I decided to send my family to sleep in the cabins of the crew and we stayed awake in the main cabin to leave as soon as they gave us the signal.

 

Right now it is… 05:30 a.e.m! Melia is snoring deeply in the seat next to me and there is no sign of any kind that they will open the door for us anytime soon! Bureaucracy ... always so absurdly slow it doesn't matter which planets they are on … Isn't it reassuring that all the races of the Milky Way have that common denominator to complain about?

Don't think that Melia sleeping is a problem, I don't want to brag (Of r03;r03;course I do!) but you are reading the memories of an official Acheron pilot! No, if I say that and one of my bosses reads this, they will yell at me a lot… I have the Akken personal ship pilot card of maximum 8 Akken passengers, that means that I can and I have to act as Melia's second in command, nothing more. 

Now you will wonder how someone as small as me could have gotten the pilot license of ships designed for beings as huge as Akken, right? Well, with patience, effort, dedication, eating all the vegetables and going to bed on time!

Joking away, I owe everything this time to Melia and Caedence who redesigned a Torih Pilot Adapter so I could use it. 

The Torihs are three times taller than me (although now technically I am about to reach 3 meters in height so that difference is smaller every day) so it took a lot of fixes but it was worth it. The adapter is a platform in the center of the steering console designed so that with my respective equivalent devices I can remotely control all the different navigation systems. Except for our guns, they won't let me touch our guns. Again.

And now that I was going to mention how I got up to the adapter I realized… I've never explained how I live in Acheron, right? I have never explained to you how I live in an Akken house, how I work with Akkens and how I can lead a normal life in a world where I am (was) practically a 1/7 figure? Two words are enough for me to explain everything:

Jet.

Backpack.

Take that! A fucking jet-backpack. (Not to be confused with a jetpack or different devices) 

Nahh… it's less cool than it sounds. You see, the vast majority of humans in Acheron don’t have to deal with Akken institutions on a daily basis, in their neighborhoods they have all the basic institutions and services necessary for day to day. And then there is me, a human who doesn’t step into the human neighborhoods except to go buy video games and imported collector's editions and that means that I have to deal with everything at Akken scale. 

When Vell, her family or our friends are there, it's pretty easy! They carry me from one place to another without me having to say it! (And if someone is going to interact with an Akken, keep in mind that they will be asking your permission to hold you in their arms all the time, so if you don't want to have to repeat “Go ahead” or “Please” over and over again, make sure you make it clear that physical contact doesn’t bother you.)

And when I don't have family or friends nearby and I want to go to the bank to do some business, to a store to buy something nice for my girl or I just want to take a walk on my own I have the Fullmotion Matrix, a Haze invention, which in case you don't know is already an alien race whose average height is one meter and twenty centimeters high (about four feet high). The Fullmotion Matrix looks like a "backpack" that covers up from the rear to the neck made of an ultra-light metal, with different panels of wave fabric on each side of the "backpack".

Once placed and activated, it allows the owner to perform "impulses" that catapult him to enormous heights, and can also do things such as slow down the fall or propel himself in the air several times. It’s… much more difficult than it seems, more than once I fell on my face trying to “Earth jump” as they call it here; But when you master it, it basically allows you to be a kind of video game character in real life, having access to dashes, double jumps, slow fall ... 

It is thanks to F.M. and all the voice recognition and accessibility technology from my Vc that I have been able to live with Vell all these years without problem. 

...

....

It was hard, really. Much more than I want to pretend. When everyone around you is so huge, when even jumping from the sofa requires carrying a device on your back all day, when any little girl could cause me terrible and permanent damage just for a silly thing like stepping on me accidentally ... 

I know that it isn’t fair because it was me and only me who chose to live with Vell in an Akken house and live in the heart of the Acheron society without any type of aid that the later humans settled in the human neighborhoods have... but sometimes I felt so defenseless that I pretended to be sick to go back home. It isn’t fair and I don’t have the right to complain, so I will only say this:

If you want to follow my path, you have my full support. Following Vell is the best decision of my life no matter how much I say it, and if all that I have learned as a human now I can use it as Akken to make your life as easy as possible then it will be the best decision of my life X2.

 

The Night season or Rimewake, where the day is shorter than the night and the temperatures drop enormously, more during the day. During this season, life in Acheron becomes nocturnal, we sleep during the day and do work and social life sheltered with the night embrace. Furthermore, this is the first of the two times of the year in which the holiday period occurs, these being the most important holidays of the year and where more activities are carried out abroad. 

Next we have the Season of Growth or Bloomtide, where day and night are equal and the temperature begins to increase, more daytime than nighttime. During this season, life in Acheron begins its phase of renewal and growth, the cycle of its sleep slowly beginning to carry over into the night. As a bonus, this is the season where the Akken grow the most during their life, either naturally or forced growth to fight as I had already told you. 

Then we have the Diurnal season or Warmreach, where the night is shorter than the day and the temperature stabilizes at the highest peak of the year. During this season life is completely diurnal, the shortness of the night is left to sleep and that's it. This season is also where all the products planted and started in Rimewake are collected and stored in underground warehouses until needed. Here the second holidays of the year take place, these are much more designed to travel outside the city and even the planet. 

 

And we end the year with the Ending season of Stormcome, where nights and days begin to meet as temperatures begin to drop dramatically. This season is when the great rains and storms that give their name to the army of the planet occur, the most terrifying climate that you can imagine (imagine a huge typhoon on Earth but three times as long and twice as intense) so cities activate their barriers and isolate themselves from the outside in underground facilities. This translates into much more family and home time, more streets and community. 

 

With this explained, let's get down to business!

 

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It was the morning of the 4th day of the 2nd month of Bloomtide, only two days away from the anniversary of my 4th month in Acheron. The adaptation had been… how could I put it properly… 

It's difficult. It's very difficult.

It wasn’t only adapting to a new atmosphere and a slightly greater gravity than that of Earth, the combination of learning to navigate in a world not designed for you with tools that until now I had only seen in movies and dreams next to the classic initial stress when living with your partner for the first time was turning out to be a lot more than my self of half a year ago could have imagined. All of this was aggravated by the medication I had to take so that my body could resist the effects of the atmosphere correctly and increase my body's hardness.

Luckily Vell was always by my side, making the whole learning process with the FullMotion Matrix much easier ... and reaffirming that I had done well to choose her. 

This morning was a little different from the others. Not only because the night had brought with it some light pre-morning rains and the weather was cooler than the day before, but also because it was going to be the first morning that we could not spend together in the 4 Akken months and 1 Terrestrial month that we have been dating together. 

As part of the diplomatic process with the Earth, Vell and the rest of the team had to attend from time to time to testify in front of parliament or the Council of Foreign Affairs, mainly on questions of their stay of 2 Terrestrial months on Earth. 

Normally these statements were arranged several days in advance and organized so that if I could not accompany them (at that time I was only a guest from Earth) one of the girls would stay with me to… take care of me. 

Yep, like I'm a puppy or a 2-year-old. The reality is that it bothered me less than it seems now, mainly because I didn't have much confidence even maneuvering in the air.

That morning, however, the call from the Council on Foreign Affairs was sudden (so sudden that it was only 4 in the morning in Acheron), requiring all the members of the diplomatic team in the ministry without the possibility of me going with them even if I was waiting outside. All of this wouldn't be a problem if it weren't for the fact that a week ago we met a teacher friend of Kalliah's so Vell and I could give a talk about Earth at her academy.

"Ummm ... good morning, Fi ..." My brand new and huge girlfriend whispered at the time as she moved under the covers, each movement allowing me to admire her curves covered only in underwear, courtesy of the especially high thermostat for my comfort. At that time I slept in a bed designed for Okrols, another species from the Milky Way that are slightly taller than the average human, which Vell's mimicry had bought me as a gift upon learning of… well, my existence on the way to Acheron. 

And yes, my bed was on Vell's nightstand, you can laugh all you want and compare me with how many shrunken characters you want. It is comfortable for both of us, it allows me to jump into the main bed with ease and have an overview of everything in the bedroom and hallway.

"Hey, precious" That was my attempt to sound interesting, and for the record, I had been awake thinking about what to say for almost half an Earth hour. "Kalliah has sent you another message, you can't be late" 

"What an idiot… I don't wanna go" Vell has never been very good at waking up super early. And although we may not have been together for an Earth year yet, that was not an impediment to our complicity in being such that words were beginning to become unnecessary. 

Just by seeing my beloved Vell rub her face with the back of her left hand, I already knew that she would immediately reach out to invite me to snuggle under her sheets with her. Technically snuggling between her large (not much larger than average Akken but gigantic for me, who's laughing now huh?) breasts and her neck. And there were plenty of words to say how much I was willing, jumping into her hand as she brought it closer and not even waiting for her to retract her arm so I could jump up her arm into my sanctuary's soft velvet sheets, warm as a sauna and slightly sweaty… Again like a sauna. "I can't wait for the Resitin to take effect sleeping with you every night, Fi ..."

The Resitin is a drug invented by the same race that invented the Fullmotion Matrix, the Haze, which basically serves to increase durability and resistance to pain of smaller and more fragile species than Torih or Akken. One of the first things I had to do during the first month of adaptation to Acheron was to take it every 6 Earth hours to become resistant enough and not break my bones when being manipulated by the Akken. 

At the time of this anecdote, I was still in need of treatment, according to the doctor. He was treating my case (Doctor Gelko G'her) and he had already warned me before that there were still a few weeks until I could sleep in the same bed as Vell without danger. 

And believe me when I say that I listened to him as I have never listened to a doctor, the danger was constant! Vell moves so much sleeping that I have lost count of the times she has crushed me sleeping! Once I fell unconscious but due to lack of oxygen, my poor girlfriend was so traumatized that she spent almost half a year sleeping with her legs tied to the wall. 

"I can't wait either ... have I ever told you that even your sweat smells good?"

"Disgusting ..." Vell chuckled softly, the movement of her chest rocking me. "But I'm glad, the others say I stink when I sweat in the gym"

"The others don’t smell this as close to your skin as I do! What they smell are their own smelly asses” This managed to get a laugh out of my girlfriend that, unlike her soft laugh, causes a sudden movement, one that for me was translated as a wall of meat hitting me in the face with no way of stopping it. It was and is more erotic than painful, I can confirm that now. "Hey, do you think you'll be able to come back in time for our talk?"

Vell bit her lip doubtfully, stroking my head with her index finger all the while. "I'm going to try and you know it, precious ... -"

"But no, right?" The evening light through the window helped me see how much my words hurt my girlfriend, and I had no intention of hurting her!

"You know how this is ... if they want us so urgently and they want us at 5 o'clock it must be because of something that will surely not be resolved in 2 hours," Vell's good morning exhaustion sigh was a sign that she did not even have any confidence. "I'm going to prepare everything here in the bedroom so you don't have to move a lot and you can practice with the padded floor. I'm really sorry, babe… I know how much you were waiting for it" 

At that moment I decided to combine all the values accumulated within me during the 30 Earthlings minutes I had won by waking up before the alarm. All the courage, all the enthusiasm to be able to speak with the youngest Akken so that they know and understand a little more about the human race ... All this in a single force that prompted me to bite my lip nervously (gesture that however tiny it was in the comparison made Vell raise a confused eyebrow) and whisper words that I didn't believe myself. "I could ... I could go by myself" 

Vell, as is logical and evident considering my previous denials (one the same night before), went to say something cut in the middle of the word, squinting, re-evaluating what her ears had captured and asking again. "That you could ... what?"

"You know ..." I am not very proud but the nerves led me to mimic, one hand pretending to be ground and the other a person walking. God, how I hate mimes. "Going to the talk by myself ... it's better than canceling it, right?"

"Is this some kind of wry Earthly humor that you haven't told me about until now?" Vell asked, again with all the reasons in the world backing her up. "Are you suggesting that you can go to the academy alone ... let's remember 19 streets away from here... when yesterday you didn't even see yourself strong enough to go out to the garden by yourself to get the mail? Our garden, let's remember ... literally in front of our house?" 

"It's so crazy, isn't it? " 

My poor Vell could only shrug, her face a confused and honestly almost a bit teasing expression. “Crazy… Yeah, it is really crazy, you can't deny that. I'm not going to directly oppose it because as your super-cool girlfriend who knows how you earthlings like that passive and relaxed attitude would be to go against everything I believe and see in me... -"

"I see much more in you than that, Galactic size idiot.” I apologize for this, but if any Akken calls you a galactic size idiot thinking it is a compliment, I am partly to blame for it. 

"It’s normal that you see much more in me, I am practically a landscape for your perspective!" Vell and I really liked the size game, we liked it and we like it even though it’s becoming more limited due to my growth. “But what could I say… yes I am really worried that this is irresponsible on your part and on me. My love ... Fi ... I love you very much but I am afraid, very afraid, that if yesterday you still don’t have the confidence in being able to make the journey to the mailbox, today you are only unconsciously trying to demonstrate something that you do not need to demonstrate" 

Before continuing a small paragraph, the "mailbox" we are talking about all the time isn’t a literal mailbox, Acheron doesn’t use paper other than official documents as representation for like a millennia. This "mailbox" is more like a kind of electronic panel at the outside entrance of the house where all the affairs of the neighborhood are displayed ... It's unnecessary garden furniture today in Acheron but many houses still have it for aesthetic reasons. In the case of Vell and I it is an ideal goal for my first ride outside using the Fullmotion Matrix. 

"Does that mean you don't want me to try?"

My words weighed more on Vell than I first thought, be it because of my sad, just-awakened eyes or the whispery tone of my voice. My personal giantess huddled against the wall, pressing my body even more against her with both hands.

"Fi ..." Vell whispered to me even softer than my previous whisper, tilting my body up so that we could look each other in the eyes (More she to me than I to her because of my position between her breasts). “You trusted me when we met, you trusted what I had felt inside my heart even though humans cannot understand our… signal. You trusted me to the point of wanting to come with me to Acheron ... you trusted my signal to the point of learning the rite of oath and performing it in front of my parents...-"

The rite of oath is something much less important than the name suggests It is simply a small custom where two Akken recognize that they have felt the "moment or signal" for each other and demonstrate it in front of the family by reciting some verses and kissing each other. 

"You've always trusted me ... and I know that this context is literally less than a year old, don't laugh small-ass!" What?! Have you ever suffered from nervous laughter in a super-emotional moment? I didn't start to laugh wantingly, it was because I remembered how ridiculous it was to kiss me in front of Vell's mothers without having previously agreed to kiss her on the lower or upper lip! “So as your great, incredible and huge girlfriend who loves you so much, I will fully trust you! I'm just asking you ... I know it's hard for you to wear your Vc but today always wear it on your wrist and on, okay? I only ask that ... I want to be able to call you or send you a message to know that everything is going well out there." 

I don't know if my girlfriend's concern seems tender but it seemed to me, and to respond with the same affection I tried to climb outside from his soft grip to her lips. And it's difficult, her hand was about u36; my height and I'm sure it's heavier than me!

“I will always carry my smartphone… Vc turned on and I will always be ready to call emergencies. I will not leave the sidewalks or the Haze routes and I will use all the audible and visual warnings to make passers-by Akken and Torih aware of my presence.” 

What I recite here is the rules of road safety for the Hazes living in Acheron, the Humans being so close in size we must respect those same rules for the good and the safety of a correct experience between species ... or something like that, there is normally no type of punishment if you don’t comply with them beyond the possibilities of accidents. 

And believe me, when you live with such great beings, the possibility of an accident is more than enough to stop any attempt to be a… “rebel without a cause”. 

"Don't do that to me, don't make me look like some kind of road safety legislator!" I know that what I am going to say next may scare some but remember that it is totally spoiled and sometimes even wanted by me. 

Disclaimer: No Fiore has been hurt or stinked out beyond count during the course of this and other anecdotes. 

Continuing with the intimate game and Vell's revenge for my comment, my beloved giantess jumped up from the bed, throwing me towards the ceiling and catching me in the fall at the level of her lips. After a kiss with the intention of giving me confidence and security in myself, Vell proceeded to punish me for my… verbal assault on her concern. The punishment consisted of "depositing" me on "a certain item of clothing" while she cleared up the bed and room and prepared for a morning shower. 

We have to understand that "a certain piece of clothing" here means the back of her sleeping panties, and "depositing" in this context means partially trapping me between her buttocks. Those of you who are disgusted by the idea of r03;r03;being there tight after a whole night of sweat and the natural smell after 24 hours since the last shower ... I'm so sorry. To those who are envious I can only say that it is very cool, much more than it seems! Especially if you are proactive and not passive ... you understand me or I hope you do ... wink wink.

And since it is too early to talk about sex in this story (I have some thoughts for that topic ... and if everything goes well and I manage to convince who I have to convince, it will be great) and breakfast and the subsequent choice of wardrobe for the day it isn’t something that differs much when one of the members of the couple is 8.82 times bigger than the other. I am going to jump directly to a few hours after Vell left for the Foreign Affairs Council. 

The moment I saw myself at the door of our house armed with my Fullmotion Matrix on my back and my Vc (a personal wrist computer-projector, the equivalent of Terrestrial smartphones) charged and turned on my wrist, my fashionable dress elegantly swaying along with my short hair in the cold night wind. 

In those moments all my training with my instructors Hazes and Akkens passed before my eyes, all their lessons on road safety, on the use of the Fullmotion Matrix outdoors ... And with the same confidence that I woke up that morning I activated the screen of home control of my Vc to close the door and make my way back to my bedroom. 

Call me a coward all you want, that was my decision! Being alone out there in such a big and dangerous world is scary and my sheets are soft and warm by themselves!

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Do you really think that I turned over to lie down again to sleep? That opinion after 10 chapters do you have of me? WELL I DIDN'T! Well, I did turn around BUT THEN I TURNED A SECOND TIME! After lying in my bed for about 10 terrestrial minutes BUT IN THE END I WENT OUT TO THE STREET! 

The cloudy and cold dark sky received me, returning me to reality, to the cold reality where I was alone in front of our door. I vividly remember how a group of neighbors (all Akkens) passed right at that moment in front of our house jogging, how as soon as our direct neighbor across the street Caahna saw me she stopped to come to congratulate me on going outside, like all our other neighbors. They came after me and out of nowhere I stood with a circle of 10 Akkens cheering me on… Those damn wonderful friends prevented me from following my instincts to go back to bed a third time!

It will sound cliché but in a situation like this what motivated me more than all the words of encouragement was to perform my best version of the first steps on the moon, using the Fullmotion Matrix to jump the slight curb that surrounded our door while I was surrounded by applause of 10 young, beautiful and successful Akkens. No one understood it as "a great step for humanity" but they all found it adorable and they let me know when Cahana grabbed me to get up and they all congratulated me by kissing my head ... They then said goodbye and continued their race around the residential area.

Again alone with my Vc showing me the best route to the academy, I started walking through the section of the sidewalk designed for smaller races practically unused, trying to use all the means at my disposal so that others would know of my presence.

By methods I mean to go activating the streetlights in my path with my Vc (This is not something that only I can do, all beings of species under 15 feet or 3 meters must do it) or use the Fullmotion Matrix to go up to each waiting platform in pedestrian crossings (I believe I have already said it but in the cities of Acheron there are almost no private motorized vehicles, the streets only serving the equivalent of buses, trams or smaller vehicles such as bicycles) so that my position would appear indicated to any approaching vehicle.

It was terrifying for no reason, everyone I came across offering help and some even venturing to ask to carry me to the Academy. Going down each one in the most correct way possible was a large part of the difficulties that morning, seeing their faces fall when they said politely that I could alone made me feel really bad.

At that time I had not had much contact with other Akkens outside my environment and to see that they honestly want to help me despite being an "unknown" (In quotes because my arrival in Acheron was celebrated and disseminated by all the media on the planet) was such an unusual concept coming from… you already know our planet. It's full of both amazing and kind people and bastards who just want to make their lives easier no matter who they pass by.

One of the scariest experiences that morning was when I arrived at the academy. You see, the building where I was going to give my talk was the one assigned for the maturation stage (as the Akken call adolescence) which was right in the farthest section of campus, beyond the central plaza and the buildings designated to the childhood stage (3 to 7 years) and the discovery stage (7 to 13 years).

The logical thing would have been to cross the central square and wait for my friend in front of the building, right? It was also ideal because I arrived during one of the breaks and the central square was designated as a rest area for the students at the reflection stage (18 to 25 years old). With such mature girls talking and sharing a cheerful breakfast it would be easy not to get in trouble ...

And that's when my Vc vibrated indicating that I had received a message. At first I assumed that being the time it was, it would be Vell wanting to know how it was going, and that thought caused me to smile from ear to ear. The smile died instantly.

 

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From: Gynanna.

I'm a little late and haven't been able to get everything ready in the conference room, ladies. Can you stop by my staff room in building # 1? I'm having breakfast here.

 

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I have never felt so hurt by a change of location. I suppose that from how I have written it before you can imagine the reason but there it goes: The rest time is general with the central square open for each building according to the time of day except for the students of building No. 1 who have their own playground in front of their building.

And this leads us to the fact that the students in building # 1 are the students of ... (drum roll) ... childhood stage!

Do you remember Toy Story 3, the nursery scene when the kids play with Buzz and company for the first time? Akken girls are just as… out of control as human boys and girls, with the slight difference that an Akken girl weighs like a whole human nursery class.

Girls of 5 meters tall playing wildly with each other, used to the fact that between them they had to use a lot of strength to really hurt themselves, used to putting things in their mouths to discover if they are edible or not, used to play in a particularly physical way that implies throwing oneself on top of the other, pushing each others...

All this serves as a barrier of hellfire between me and the door of the building, a barrier without any teacher with a Vc close enough so that my signal of near presence could reach them. ...

Now you're going to have the right to call me an idiot. My first thought as soon as I reached the fence that separated the two rest areas was to look for a toy cube, turn it over and discreetly enter under it ... my second idea when I realized that I would have no vision was the same play but hiding under a "plastic" cup and crawling forward. I spent a long time thinking about different terrible ideas, so absorbed in my thoughts that I did not realize that a whole small crowd of young spectators had formed, watching me with bright eyes full of illusion from the fence.

"Hello miss" One of the girls closest to me whispered as I started to look at them, too scared with fear to react. "You are very small" She told me with many pronunciation errors that even someone new to Aekun like me could notice.

"Yes, yes I am" I said, arming myself with courage and approaching the fence, trusting in the goodwill of these girls. "And you are too big for me!" I managed to get a smile from all those little girls, that was assigned to me as an achievement! "Do you know a teacher named Miss Gynanna? I am a friend of hers and I am looking for her!"

So far I had dealt with the tone of voice of adult Akkens, so the power with which the girls responded to me by shouting "I KNOW HER!" I was so taken by surprise that I fell on my ass grabbing my ears. “A little bit lower, girls! I am very small and the screams hurt me!" I screamed as loud as I could, the girls covering their mouths with their hands as soon as they realized they were hurting me.

"I'm sooooorrrryyyyyyyyyyy!" I couldn't get angry with them, I don't know if any of you could have been in my situation.

"It's okay, I'm fine!" I said jumping up a couple of times to show them my ears didn't hurt anymore. "Can you take me to her or tell her that I'm here?"

Terrible choice of words on my part, the girls were divided between those who carried me in their arms like a doll and those who went to look for Gynanna ... except that those who carried me never reached the interior of their building. During most of the recess time I was passing from arms to arms, girls passing me between them while they introduced me to their friends.

I tried to reason with them, try to convince them that I had to get to Gynanna but something always happened that made them radically change their focus ... whether it was to play house with me (it turns out that I was the ideal size to use the furniture of the dolls that they had bought the academy, so they made me try ALL the dollhouses), show me their constructions such as "slides" and "swings" with the obligatory round after testing them ... Some girls even invited me to meet their mothers because according to them they love to talk from “the famous tiny Akken”.

A couple of times I tried to explain to them that I was a human who came from Earth but as soon as they started thinking about another planet they lost interest, once reaching the point where one of them didn't like anything other than Akken, deciding to push me throwing me to the ground and threatening to sit on top of me if I didn't stop lying. The very ***** ... no, I can't insult her now-

This is a necessary thing that I have to do. The girl who pushed me is called Rosae and I met her again a few years ago in a talk for the students on the reflection stage, Rosae came to me after the talk to apologize and when I told her that nothing was wrong she broke down crying ... It turns out that Rosae had been thinking about our little encounter when she was just a little kid all this years, her friends constantly remembering the day she almost killed the first "honorary daughter of Acheron" as a joke. We talked for a good long time and ended up reconciling (she more than me, I am an adult who knows well that our behavior as a child does not reflect who we are after growing up) with me inviting me to my next talks that she gladly attended.

She is a little weird but she is a good girl and I really appreciate her help organizing everything… and if you are reading this by any chance, Rosae, you know that she gladly accepted your crush on me but I am still married!

 

Nah, just kidding. Akken feels admiration and devotion but never love except for those who feel "the moment or the signal".

The tricky situation continued until the girls who had come after Gynanna managed to remember their mission and dragged her to the playground, saving me from an unpleasant visit to the water font. I guess you're wondering what my friend did when she saw me, right? Pick me up like someone who sees a puppy drowning in the river, scold my current playmates saying they couldn't treat an adult like that, and carry me to the bathroom to wash me up. All without stopping to apologize for something that she could not control, maybe now in retrospect I should have sent her a message to let her know that I was alone ... God, I like to complicate my life too much sometimes.

My first solo visit abroad ended up with me being dragged around the playground by 3-to-7-year-old girls, a talk to a slightly older youth who listened to me with more attention than ... well, nobody has ever heard me speak and with a lengthy second breakfast with Gynanna that lasted until Vell came to pick me up. If you had seen the face of my girlfriend at that time when she was listening to my adventure with the girls… she didn’t leave me alone for a second the rest of the week, all the while promising me that Akken girls were not normally so physical.

This new fear of Vell I solved it in a single magisterial movement, whispering in her ear how much I had enjoyed playing with them and how much I was going to enjoy playing with ours girls ... maybe my caresses to her ear had help me but I want to trust my labia was the winner of that resolution. That and how much Vell wanted to have daughters at the time, before unfortunately discovering that no matter how much we are genetic brothers, humans and Akken are incompatible to reproduce. Add having daughters of ours to the list of reasons why I am becoming Akken, a list that keeps growing by the looks of it.

I would love to extend more but I am starting to see the workers prepare to activate the Gala-Door, which means that it’s time to resume our journey back home ... at least to start the journey until we reach the next Gala-Door where we will have to go through the same process! The luck is that if you have to cross several Gala-Doors on your route, just passing the medical control in one is enough for the others.

Just allow me a little thought before saying goodbye. 

We have reached Chapter 10 of my memoirs and I find myself in the situation that… I am enjoying this much more than I thought! Originally I was only going to continue with this while I was on Earth to visit, but seeing the traction I am having both for you humans and on the Akken website where I also posted it would be a shame to stop now! I have many more anecdotes to tell about these years living with "giants" and I also want to tell you what it felt like during my transition to become an Akken, so I hope you will join me in this second stage of my memories!

 

Thank you all for reading so far and I hope to see you here!

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Hello everyone, let me find a comfortable posture before I begin, I have never been to "write" a new chapter on this mattress. I am writing this (Writing? Technically dictated, I am using a new voice writing program that I have purchased) on… day 12 of the 3rd month of Rimewake, the sun has just risen and Vell and I have gone to sleep after a long night of work. 

In case anyone doubted it, yes I'm finally writing from home in Acheron, from your perspective, two earthly weeks have passed since my last update, for us here only 8 Akkenian days have passed since that already mythical (for me) chapter 10. It's been a busy week here in Acheron, my family has started the adaptation process and that means I won't be able to see them for another week… it feels weird to know that they are on the same planet but we are still apart. Well, better to be separated by medical and government issues than by the entire ocean of stars! And as a curious fact, as soon as we started, the term Ocean of stars was coined by the Haze almost fifteen hundred years before the squaresoft jrgps saga was released.

The first humans who arrived at Acheron after the agreements between our planets did not have to undergo such an intense and controlled adaptation process. Visits from abroad were totally allowed and if you played your cards right you didn't even need to sleep in the reception center!. And that, if you will allow me the swear word, was total shit! I was the first human on this planet, I had to experience dizziness due to the change in atmosphere and gravity, pain and eating problems due to the total change in diet, tiredness and constant fatigue due to the complete change to the daily cycle compared to Earth...

I swore that I wouldn't let anyone go through the same thing, so I fought alongside Kalliah and the others to replace such a terrible process with one adapted to the needs of our species, managing after a year to turn it into a much more serious, safe and above all more intense adaptation process than we needed. And believe me that battle was worth it, it was only necessary for another group of humans to arrive and they could clear up the rumors so that the requests for residence in Acheron would skyrocket to levels never seen before.

Living in Acheron isn’t easy, just the length of the “day” and “night” hours assuming a great stepping stone. Learn to use the Fullmotion Matrix, learn the basic rules of good behavior and the main laws of Acheron, get used to technology ... and above all learn to speak Aekun correctly! Until I got involved in all of this it wasn't mandatory! Who the hell came up with that was okay ?! Our alphabets aren’t even remotely alike! 

Damn it, it's not worth stressing over this again ... more than anything because you haven't heard my voice but my angry tone is very intense and loud and I don't intend to wake up my lady here by my side! Vell and I have spent a long day from institution to institution, fixing and updating my family's paperwork and this is equal to or more exhausting than the equivalent on Earth, at least for me I am still a doll for the rest of the society!

Ahhh... You cannot imagine how much I have missed her, seeing her in the spaceport has made me drop the suitcases that I was carrying in the middle of the terminal to run towards her. Too naughty and cheesy? It's possible. I love her so much that I don't care? As clear as the sky!

Status update: Acheron is exactly the same as when I left, and exactly the same as when I first arrived. My "little" paradise continues to progress in peace and harmony. Do you know that it is exactly the same as when I left a month ago? The dirty clothes in our laundry room, that apparently unknown territory for the woman with whom I will spend my whole life together.

The same clothes that, with a lot of effort because it was Vell and Mia's dirty clothes of a whole week, I left LITERALLY in front of the washing machine with a luminous hologram floating above: "Wash in cold water, double dry"

I love Vell with all my heart, my soul and my brain and all that… But for the love of Christ, Ephion and all the gods of the galaxy! How can anyone not do laundry in in the whole fucking month that I've been away ?! And this isn’t the first time that has happened, okay? I am now going to play an indignant wife for a moment. 

Vell is an expert in putting off again and again all the tasks that consist of handling our clothes, whether it is putting the washing machine, activating the drying and ironing or storing them in their respective drawers. (The Akken doesn’t use hangers like us, they have a device that holds clothes between two force plates)

I don't know how much right I have to complain, considering that for obvious reasons regarding my size Vell has had to take care of all the non-automated tasks or mechanized (by this I mean those that I can do operating machinery with the Vc such as watering the garden, cleaning the dust with smart vacuum cleaners or cooking) in the house all these years ... but still it‘s something that makes me so fucking mad! 

It doesn't matter how many signs I leave, how hard I try to spread our clothes forming a path to the washing machine, how hard I try putting everything inside and just asking her to take it out and put it in the closet! (The "washing machines" here in Acheron make function washing, drying and ironing individually all in a process, so I can put the clothes wrinkled indoors using Fullmotion Matrix but I can’t remove without unfolding by simple logistical issues)

I will calm myself down again, you have not come to read to an angry wife because her wife is not able to take care of the washing machine ... you have come to read to a 3 meter tall wife furious because her 15 meter tall wife is unable to store her gigantic t-shirts in her fucking drawer! 

Here's another lesson about sharing your life with someone who weighs like 500 times your weight and measures like 9 times your height: When physically presenting it to your family, try to warn them before not picking people up without prior permission!

Vell is so used to dealing with them virtually that there is almost no limit to closeness anymore between them. The image of my dear wife dressed in her most elegant suit that she hates, reaching where my parents, brothers, wives and nephews were landing still something impressed by the scale of Acheron, kneeling in front of them and taking my nephews in their hands to fill them with kisses like a gigantic great-in-law and second godmother has been more than they could bear was really exciting, not for my family apparently.

Even my father, who has treated my Vell with extreme kindness since they met, has raised his hands in fear, fearing for the safety of his grandchildren. Grandchildren and godchildren who were more than delighted to meet their aunt / second godmother on the other hand, who have “blown away” when Vell has stood up to introduce them to Acheron from her perspective.  

At that time Vell didn’t want to say anything to avoid taking away the rest that my family so much needed ... but deep down I know that my giantess felt somewhat offended when she saw that people with whom she had been dealing with all this years, seeing and wanting so much for so long were afraid of her. And be clear that here, Miss Fiore, 3 meters high, took great care to comfort her giantess that night.

Very, very thorough. With a lot of tongue.

I have already repeated it several times so I am going to apologize but it is impossible for me to avoid it. Reaching the barrier of 3 meters in height is… incredible and disturbing in equal parts, especially because my growth has accelerated slightly in recent days and we are talking about how I currently measure… let me scan myself for a second… 3 meters and 11 centimeters, 28 higher than when I was separated from my family at the Spaceport!

At the moment everything is going according to what scientists and doctors predicted, in 2 Akkenian days I will start going to the CRDH (Calefield Research and Development Hospital, why it’s called after the ocean and not the city where it belong escapes of my understanding) daily to perform emotional-intellectual neural tests and tests ... Basically they want to make sure that my perception of myself doesn’t collide with my transition from my body and that the new neurons in my expanding brain are performing the functions expected of them.

Doctors and scientists have predicted that in a Akkenian monthI i'll have reached 8 meters in height, that is when my body will need to be under constant surveillance and nutritional support and I will achieve that by staying there until the end of the experiment. I don’t look forward to being in bed constantly sedated, but all the members of the experiment agree that the process where my bones leave their human molecular structure to go to the Akken structure will be especially painful ... 

I will figure out some way to continue writing my memories, so you can be clear that we will have chapters from the CRDH! Specifically and calculating how much time I have left between posts, we are talking about chapters 21 to 26 from the center of the Akken-human medical-scientific world, where the brightest minds of both species come together to change our understanding of genetics and medicine!

I know that I am trying to decorate it a lot but honestly I am a little more afraid every day, it‘s difficult for me to see myself in the mirror and recognize myself when the shirts that I wore yesterday today are somewhat narrower and my shoes are tighter. The latter is a bit of a trauma because my parents' family have larger than average feet and both my brothers and I have complied with the "tradition" ... every time when I was little I exchanged shoes with friends and they laughed at how huge that they were has left me a little bit of trauma. Just a little. One thousandth of trauma- NO! A millionth of trauma about my own feet!

The latter has been exaggerated for a specific purpose, and that is to prove once again that I am the best wife in the world. Why?… Because only the best wife in the fucking world could simply recognize a pause in her beloved wife's breathing as a sign that she has been pretending to sleep for a long time! Ladies and gentlemen, children and the elderly, allow me to introduce you to someone very special to me ... someone who with just a glance stole my heart and any kind of sanity that I had left, someone for whom it was worth traveling the entire galaxy to be together with her. 

On this beautiful Rimewake sunrise I am proud and honored to present you all to my wife Janivell Mika, Jani to friends and Vell to me, in her first appearance in my memoirs. The "microphone" is all yours, baby!

H ... hello ...

 Really?! It's a joke, right? This, just this and nothing else that I Is it what makes you shy?! Are you telling me that the author of the phrase "The nerves there to swallow and then digest with Svissy (a brand of" beer "here at Acheron, our favorite)" is now feeling shy? 

You are the worst, you know! This is my first time appearing in person in your memoirs, I have too much respect for this not to feel nervous!

You are so adorable, Vell…

And you are the fucking worst, Fi… thanks for giving me a second to breathe. I owe you all a correct greeting so here it goes: 

Hello everyone and I'm sorry to interrupt, I woke up after the second time my wife here was trying to calm down herself and I couldn't go back to sleep thinking how cool my wife is when writing her memoirs . 

Cool compared to her usual chubby attitude, of course. 

Ignore her, I'm always cool! Could someone not cool keep memories like this? My argument is on the table, Your Honor! Case open: Fi is too cool for her own good. 

I don't know how you can bear to read this idiot...! I have a motive and reason and it is to be in love with her and all that of supporting your partner that humans say in your wedding vows, but you? You are free ... I'm going to quit now, I can't bear to see my precious toy-size wife puffing up her cheeks outraged by my totally innocent comments ...

Advice on Acheron # 2 that I give you all: Whether you are men who aspire to marry Torihs or women you aspire to have romantic relationships with Akkens, make sure beforehand that you are not marrying a bully! And I'm not blowing up my cheeks! It's called a face of outrage and it's not something adorable!

It’s totally adorable, humans have a gift for no matter how angry you are, you always seem adorable that I don’t understand how your planet can be on the brink of the second cold war! ... Sorry, that is a rough subject to use in a joke.

Know that from Acheron you have all our support to cool and calm the flames of the conflict, and if it isn’t possible here you have a planet where you can take refuge without fear, our embassies there on Earth are equipped with all the necessary paperwork to move you here. And to be clear, we have only inhabited 30% of this planet, you can come as many as you want without fear or guilt in your hearts for occupying our planet. 

This space has been sponsored by the KJCMCF team, pioneers in establishing relationships with the Earth, and the Council on Foreign Affairs! Come to Acheron, we have plenty of wellness to share!

I'm going to take this opportunity and ask all the humans who read this if anyone understands the reference that my idiot wife used to give our team a name. I bet with her that she managed to discover the origin without help but I have not made a breakthrough for years ...

This will not be breaking any rules, right? 

Technically not because when we made the bet we only agreed that you could not ask my family for help ... so I agree to ask for help from strangers through this! You really wanna win, huh bitch?

Of course! I'll leave it up to you if it's worth it, okay? Fi bet with me on a vacation totally planned by her at the Deehaver. (A super important vacation island here in Acheron, I think it could be compared to Hawaii of your planet)

The reason this is so important is that FI HATES, HATES and HATES the beach! I love this woman so much that I need to see her try to organize a dream vacation in a place that represents her personal hell.

In my defense what I hate is the sand, I like the sea! And if anyone who is reading this is young and wonders what happens and changes after marriage, you have to know that nothing changes. If you love each other as much as we do, we will continue to be the same 2 idiots in love for a long, long time ... 

Consider it a goal in life, okay? Reaching the point where you love someone so much that you just want to be by their side no matter how terrible the situation is for them… and if you can enjoy a little seeing your loved one out of their comfort zone, well… extra points! We Akken love to see our loved ones challenged and see them overcome adversity with strength and ingenuity ... maybe that is the reason that Ace Attorney has sold so many games on this planet.

As you can see, couples relationships end up being basically the same no matter what species make up the couple ... in the end it all comes down to supporting, loving and supporting your partner. When did this become a consultation and course on interspecies relationships? I remember when this was about my memories, before all these idiots got involved in collaborating in one way or another ... 

TI didn't like that comment very much, okay? I have not wanted to get into your narration until you had-

Okay, I'm sorry… that was a really bad joke. Here you have another lesson: Know your partner well and anticipate what he or she thinks, each word you say has to be instantly accompanied by your partner's reaction to it. As soon as I finished with my joke attempt, I knew without looking that my comment had annoyed my huge huge wife, which has led me to openly admit my mistake and accept criticism for it. 

You're good at looking good, eh? I'm going to buy your apology for now... but now afterwards it's your turn to make up for the offense as you already know ... 

Damn this is too hard! I do not feel comfortable speaking or making references to ... that kind of thing ... 

Do not take offense or take this as an attack on your culture, humans. We Akken treat intimate moments with much more vehemence and privacy, making jokes about these things for others other than your partner is ... weird. I don't care if Fi tells you details of our privacy from time to time, but from me you won't see many comments, at least initiated by me.

Do any of you remember a few years ago the scandal that formed when HBO tried to make a remake for both Earth and Acheron of Sex and the City? Many Earthlings scoffed at how much the Akken rejected the very concept of the series and began calling Acheron the "Empire of prudish."

Technically we do not have the power to make official statements but take Vell's explanation as the reason for the rejection of that remake. And like Sex and the City, many other series that launch them on the other planet have had to be adapted for the other civilization, as we have the cases of the Earth series "How I met your mother" and all the controversy with the character of Ted (I never understood how Barney was what didn’t bring any complaints!) or the controversy with the Akken series "Middle Age" and the violent visual scenes in the middle of a family comedy.

See, I don't understand that either! Humans have absolutely insane and horrifying sports, and it turns out that we are the savages because of our Duels of Valor! We may use weapons unlike your wrestling and we may end up quite bloody… but it isn’t more violent or less controlled and normalized than your martial arts!

I have always believed that the controversy arose because the scene involved two 9-year-old Akken girls, not because of the sport of Dueling of Valor itself ...

If the controversy arose from that then let me call it bullshit! Humans have categories for children in Karate and Judo! Also, the earthly public always seems to forget when the topic of the Duel of Valor comes up that Akken are much more resistant to pain, bleeding wounds for us is the equivalent of skin scrapes for you!

We have had this discussion too many times and we always end up in circles, I agree with you and you complaining again…

Sorry to always turn on this topic, darling. Middle Age is… the pinnacle of the last millennium of Akken entertainment! I grew up watching the last seasons live and the first in reruns every 2nd day! The whole story arc of Charlotte learning to socialize and making her first friends until her end in the state tournament is tied to the Duels of Valor and seeing all that ... censored ... bothers me a lot more than it should.

Please keep doing that, don't ever stop.

Before your horny mind can get to work I'm patting my girl's forehead, sorry to ruin your party. 

Exactly, thanks for clarifying. So that you can see that there is not only hatred for all this censorship on our side, I am going to say that I have seen the original "How I met your mother" and I loved it, Ted is an idiot but no more idiot than most comedy characters. 

And Community is the absolute peak of human entertainment, I said.

...

Honestly, I don't think that is correct either, there are many earthly television series that I have not had the pleasure of watching yet and-

Here is one of Akken's most serious faults, the inability to make first meet value judgments about other cultures! It’s honestly a flaw that I am sure that if other civilizations adopted it it would lead to a better coexistence ... Or something like that, I am not a political scientist in the least! 

I'm going to change the subject before this conversation about the series goes on for a long time, to one with much more meaning for these memories: My love, do you remember our second meeting? Our… “first contact outside of work”? As dawn is beginning to… you know, dawn and we have to get up early tomorrow night, we can tell the story today until we find ourselves in the living room of the ship today and let for another day the rest!

Really? ... That particular story? ... We did not come out too well from that story, especially you and Austin ... 

So what if we don't look good? It is difficult to find a story in our beginnings that makes us look like responsible adults. We were two young, young adults, girls in love navigating one of the most tense moments for humanity and the Acheron empire, trying to establish a physical and emotional relationship despite our difference in size and the opinions around us ... If that isn’t a sufficient excuse for our discomfort and ridiculousness, let Ephion himself come here to stop me from telling it!

Bah, fuck it! Let's do it! How do we organize ourselves to tell it?

We have both perspectives so the best thing to do here would be... First one of us tells her perspective until the moment we meet and then the other tells hers, we can interrupt for small contributions but without interfering with the narrative. If we do it right we can leave the story right at the point where we meet and I almost caused myself to become a reddish paste under your beautiful and incredible feet ...

Your fetishes are taking control of your body again, honey. But yes, I agree but we should stop before we meet, that part is too intense to tell now that we're so exhausted. My terrifying prospect of making you uncomfortable and failing is a enough sign that it’s sure to bring joy and happiness to someone who is in a situation similar to ours… 

You know what, humans? I've been trying for a long time to speak more correctly, in a more humane and courteous way, trying to look better as Fiore's wife. 

I ... I'm not really like this, the only one in my family who speaks in a courteous way naturally is my older sister Maelana. I hope this doesn't make you think less of me or Fiore about marrying me.

That 's my girl, always worried about trifles... Do you understand now why I love her so much?

 

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(Fiore continues to speak now on the left, Janivell's contributions continue to be on the right)

Okay, I'll start. To put us in context, it was the day after the first Acheron-Earth talks ended. Our leaders and the political leaders of Acheron had held almost 7 days of dialogues, negotiations, treaties… I don't know much about politics but even I can see why there are so many tensions. 

While the two worlds were sailing in a sea of r03;r03;decisions and consequences, I was still isolated from my family and friends as a consequence of being one of the main translators ... 

And with that context, I was placed in a private protected apartment in Austin, in a kind of sitcom that we will call "Living with the girl who has made all my work hell!".  Not my best week due to the fact that I was living in someone else's apartment without any of my usual means of training but it wasn't too bad either, Austin would spend the day and part of the night away and only came back to sleep, shower and go again.

That day was the first day Austin had to relax, so when he came home to find the military waiting for me at the door, you can imagine that he was not amused. 

Screaming like a possessed japanese spirit and with the peace of mind that the building had been evacuated from ordinary citizens and there were only them and the military from other countries, Austin pounced on me as soon as he walked through the door. "Tell me you're not thinking what I know you're thinking, you bloody asshole!" He yelled at me, letting go of his Mexican accent and some Spanish words, so nervous that even his eyes were bloodshot. 

My defense against his threats? 

"I'm meeting Janivell today, I'm going to spend the afternoon and have dinner with her on the ship. Don't wait for me awake!" 

As if he had just heard the news that his favorite actor had killed his favorite musician, Austin prepared to give me the most violent slap he had ever given to someone (I confess that he scared me a little, Austin was not exactly short but had a really good physical form that undoubtedly surpassed me in strength). Thank goodness his conscience took over just in time, braking completely and opting for a much less violent (for me at least) punch against the wall. "Do you realize, you fucking horny bastard ... that we are literally risking the fate of our planet ?!" 

"Why?! I'm just going to be with her and get to know her better, I really want to take this to the next level!" That was my next defense, which Austin misinterpreted as something else. 

"You just want to fuck an alien, Fiore! Have you lost your fucking mind?! Did you fall into your parents' arms at birth or are you just that retarded naturally?! THEY ARE ALIENS,IT DOESN'T MATTER THAT THEY LOOK LIKE US! ALIENS, FROM ANOTHER PLANET ON THE FUCKING OTHER SIDE OF THE FUCKING GALAXY! FUCK, FIORE!" 

That was the comment that made me lose control, and that is that you can mess with me all you want up to a certain point. The moment you choose to insult my parents, that is the moment when I will go for you ... this is not a threat to you, okay ?! Don't take it as a threat, please!

"AND?! DON'T BE RACIST ... Speciesist in this case!! You've already heard of Kalia, right? I have the right to see Janibell whenever possible, and I have access to the ship above all of you! It's not my fault that I fell in love or that Janivell had… that thing… the moment? It's not my fault that I made Janivell fall in love with me!”

Austin was on the verge of an anxiety attack (one above the one he was already having, evidently). “I'm going to repeat it slowly in case you haven't gotten it, Fiore. We are in negotiations with the Akken and the Acheron Empire, political negotiations! Do you know what not to do during political negotiations? Establish romantic relationships with the other party, spend time in their territory or just get close to them! AND THAT'S JUST WHAT YOU'RE DOING!”

“And I'm also going to repeat it one more time in case your brain is fried from so much politics and has not understood it. I AM GOING AS A PERSONAL VISIT, I AM NOT SUBJECT TO ANY LAW THAT PREVENTS ME FROM MEETING WITH A NON-VITAL MEMBER OF THE AKKEN, I KNOW BECAUSE I ASKED KALLIAH BEFORE-”

“Have you been… keeping in touch with them all this time?” To this day I don't understand why this part bothered Austin so much, if I can be honest. "How?!" 

As I didn’t intend or want to extend the discussion any longer, I decided to take out my “personal” phone (as personal as the phone that the army had assigned me during that time could be) and show him my second application tab. “The day after the first Earth-Acheron conference, I received a message from Kaliah saying that she had asked for my phone number, explaining what the moment is for the Akken and asking for my permission to install a private messaging application on my phone so that I could talk to Janivell or the others when I feel like it”

Perplexed and dumbfounded, Austin tore the phone out of my hands to open the app, skimming over the multiple conversations I had had with both Vell and the other crew, mostly just introductory conversations with them. From the expression of disgust and rage that Austin was having, it was easy to tell when my conversation with Vell was drifting on paths that were half too cloying and half too intimate-

I said I wasn't going to interrupt but I have to. The intimate topics were not of a sexual nature, I am not so open as to talk about sex before even being in a relationship! They were mainly questions about human intimate physiology, to know more than anything if our ways of obtaining pleasure were similar.

My sweet giantess was so innocent at the time ... Let's Continue. 

“I think your head is too full of… birds or whatever you young people like right now, Fiore, to understand how fucking fucked up we are with all this… Are you trying to get me to ignore that you are basically one step away from becoming a spy for them? And before you say anything, I honestly don't care what Kalliah has said, it's not legitimate that in the middle of such a tense situation you are forming so many emotional ties with them” For the record, Austin said Birds specifically. Not butterflies, birds. 

"Why is it so bad? Isn't this just the opposite of the message of unity that you have been repeating all week? Where is all that acceptance and trust that you have assured the Akken that reigns on Earth? Please, Austin… I really think I have feelings for Janivell… ” 

“How can you… ” Austin finally lost the strength to even scream, pacing the apartment until he fell prone on the couch. “How can you feel something and believe that it is remotely love? I'm really sorry but it doesn't enter my head, you are not of the same species! And don't make this a racist issue again! Brown, black, white, pink, yellow… we are all human in the end. That case doesn’t apply to the Akken, we have no idea even how they work at the genetic level, because we don't know we don't even know what they eat! You have to handle all of this very carefully, Fiore ... as far as we know they may only try to get close to us to enslave us using pretty messages as a cover ... "

......

I did the only thing I could, sit next to him and look him straight in the eyes. “I understand that you have to be careful, Austin… But I want to and I will believe in them. I believe that everything we have said about forming links between our species is real, I believe that the Absolute Genetic Collapse is a reality and that we can avoid it working together as one, Human and Akken side by side. I believe that despite not being human the Akken are good people ...

That is the world I want to live in, a world that can believe in others goodness"

"You want to believe, eh? Believe that you are really in love and that Janivell corresponds to you? You have no idea that the concept of love is the same for both races, do you realize?! All we know is that they don't have two different genders and that they are gigantic!" Austin finally yelled without a voice, hoarse from so many hours talking and now so much screaming. 

Deciding not to hide anything else (technically and in my defense I hadn't hidden anything up to that point, Austin never asked me why I was using my phone so much and I was too busy exchanging memes about our planets ... and having to explain and receive explanations about what make them funny) I reopened Kalliah's app and unhide the conversation that specifically asked me to hide.” Here is everything ..." I whispered, dropping my phone on his chest.

"Everything?" Austin asked as he watched the conversation. 

I nodded as I helped Austin sit up, scrolling up to the beginning of the conversation. "All your answers. Kalliah has been explaining to me… basically everything you said a moment ago: How they understand love, even their biology works, going through a summary of their society and their social and family values…” 

We sat there for a long 5 minutes, Austin skimming through the entire long conversation of nearly 14 hours spread over that week. This time her expression began to not degenerate into disgust or dislike, rather into an expression halfway between calm and relief. 

"Fiore ... it seems that right now you are the person who knows the most about Akken and Acheron on the entire planet ..." I admit that the comment made my cheeks blush, it might even make me moan with joy. "With all that you know, let me ask you a question: Are you going to try to establish a relationship with an alien ... that you may not see again?" 

The question left me completely knocked out, unable to answer or even think of an answer. 

...

The reality that I faced was clear, my heart wanted madly to chase Vell but denying the obvious was impossible. We are ... We were from two different worlds, we had different obligations to attend to and as Kalliah had told me and asked that our love be raised, it would only be something emotional, the physical barriers between us were unfathomable at that moment and what is even worse, the difference in our life expectancy meant that when the day came, Vell would have to bury me and according to Kalliah when an Akken loses its vital companion the pain is irreparable ... humans are not much different in this context, now that I think about it.

Kalliah said that…?

Kalliah wanted the best for you, and I honestly think for me too, at the time at least. The bets were against us, logic only served to find negative reasons, the people around us seeing the logistical impossibility that would await us in the future, the fucking last frontier dividing our nearest future! We were… We were an Akken and a Human! Our planets themselves will oppose our relationship.

With all of that in mind, I took the phone from Austin and started walking toward the door. "Won't you answer my question, Fiore?" Austin asked without making any effort to stop me. 

Without turning around to face, I took the strength to speak. “Austin, there is something you should know about me. I'm half Spanish and half Italian, do you know what that means? "

"...Not?"

"IT MEANS THAT I AM THE ULTIMATE LIFEFORM!" To give you an idea of r03;r03;how loudly I yelled, the soldiers waiting for me downstairs were still laughing when I got into the escort van. “All the famous stubbornness of Spain and all the violence contained of Italy in the body of a 26-year-old lesbian translator, proguesist and born in the new millennium! There is virtually no being in this universe that comes close to making me change my mind, neither in this universe nor in the next! I want to fall in love with Janivell and I will force the hand of fate itself to live with her all my life, either here or in Acheron!"

 

"Are you an idiot or what's wrong with you ?!" Austin shouted hoarse, getting up as fast as he could trying to understand an iota of what was going through my head. A man like the one who in his day chose his job as his reality instead of pursuing his love, a man with so many years behind him solving conflicts all over the world, that it was impossible for a man like him to make me change my mind was something that he couldn't understand. 

“It happens to me that I am in love and I plan to go against heaven and tide to pursue my dreams, do you get it?! So while you do your job and get an alliance with the Akken, I plan to do my own job and woo that fucking giantess or die crushed between her thighs in the process! Who knows, maybe someday getting in her pants will save our worlds?!" 

"You've completely lost your mind, Fiore ..."

"That's what my parents have been telling me since I was 4 years old and I'm still here, man! See you later, I'm going to invite my girl to dinner at a good restaurant that represents the Earth well, like… McDonalds!" I yelled shutting the door behind me, leaving my key on the other side to stop Austin from continuing. Hearing him struggle and scream while running down the stairs was an extra rush of adrenaline that helped me a lot, to the point of reaching the parking lot without stopping to rest and getting into the van almost jumping through the window. 

Thank goodness the soldiers opened the backdoor for me. 

I think I'll never get tired of listening to that final part, it's too epic ...

That's your wife, Vell! Always on the edge, always bordering on madness, always following her dreams ... except that of riding in Bezzago. Since I discovered that they have a second mouth on their backs, I have not even thought to approach one or with a stick.

And even with that, I couldn't ask for someone better by my side. Well, it's my turn, right? Notice that my side of this story is not as exciting as Fi's, mainly because Kalliah was on my side from the beginning of our relationship.

 

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(Janivell now speaks on the left and Fiore's comments occur on the right) 

While my future wife was arguing with Austin, I found myself arguing with someone even more stubborn than him. 

Myself.

“No… I don't think it's appropriate…” I whispered as I tossed my fourth outfit onto my cabin bed, filled with the many garments discarded in the last 50 minutes. It should be noted that this process of discarding, repositioning and starting over had become a constant cycle that had already taken 8 repetitions. "Humans wear a lot of cleavage at this time of year, Should I? My cleavage is big enough to wear Fiore, maybe that ... maybe that's cool for her. Nah, too much for a first date, humans regard breasts as an intimate part and Fiore sure doesn't want to end up touching mine as early as the first date. It's my first date, I have to choose something more ... special"

Kalliah, who I had been with since I started preparing for our date the night before, began to bite his lip in a bad way when he saw how he put shirt after shirt all over in the closet. "Are you serious, Jani? How many more times are you going to repeat the words first date? No matter how many times you repeat it or look in the closet, there are no different clothes! Choose something simple and that's it, As long as you keep Fiore in a position where she can look at your face, the only thing that matters is that you keep your upper body well-groomed!”

"That is almost certainly offensive to humans, you know?! Just because her peripheral vision doesn't allow her to see my whole body in one glance doesn't mean I can wear something like pajama bottoms and a fancy shirt! I want to be able… ” The Akken only feels the moment for those who have real feelings, and normally that only happens once in a lifetime. So I hope you understand that I was stupidly nervous trying to impress Fiore in any way! "You know ... put on a show that her eyes won't forget ..."

Kalliah rubbed her face with both hands, flopping back onto my pillow. “I'm going to ask you to take your hands off your mental wheel for a second, Jani. This is the first date, you can't try to seduce her so soon! Not only because it isn’t acceptable within our culture, humans are not going to try to lie down sexually at the first opportunity! " 

Poor innocent Kalliah… 

Do you remember the first time we made her see 'Baywatch', dear? She was so young and naive at the time, not knowing that humans are a much more sexual species than us Akken.

Anyway, Kalliah had a point in her favor in all this: There were only 18 earthly minutes left until our date (That would later become 27 thanks to the fact that my wife here was late) and I had not made any progress in wardrobe matters in almost 7 hours. 

“I don't intend to seduce her, not so soon at least! I just want to look good for her… I want and need each date to be worth it if I want her to feel as much for me as I feel for her”” With a dancing twist, I fell onto the bed next to Kalliah, my hands clasped on my chest. "The counter plays against me, at the positive rate that the conversations and pacts between our planets are going, the safest thing is that they will make us return to Acheron in ..."

"35 earthly days"

"Exactly ... I have 35 days to go all out and get her so that I can stay on this planet with her-"

"No one would allow it and you know it, it is too great a logistical and administrative impossibility, the senate will never let you waste your life on a planet too small without the necessary infrastructure for us"

"Or to convince Fiore to ... quit her job ... lifestyle ... friends ... family ... and accompany me to Acheron ..."

"Simpler from an administrative point of view than Acheron, especially if we use it as an asset that you have felt the moment for her. The problem from that perspective is both the request that you are making to Fiore and convincing the human administrative bodies not to oppose bringing her with us"

Say what you want but the feeling in my heart was one of constant unease, the multiple variables where Fiore didn’t want to come with me, where the governments of the Earth would not accept to let her go or where ... or where she would not be by my side in the future were too heavy on the enormous weight that our diplomatic mission assumed. Have I come to tell you how very, very insistent, annoying and rude that some of your politicians were with us?

It was honestly something unpleasant, especially when after several times of repeating that we were only to control the transmission, they kept insisting and getting even closer ... a policy that I will not say the name ordered their security guards to get on my shoe to not let me go, with that I think everything is said. 

Kalliah noticed my emotional slump instantly, offering me her hand-

Hand-holding with another Akken just before our date ?! How could you, Janivell Mika!

I don't care how many years go by, I swear that one day I will understand that joke about hand-holding ... I swear. Kalliah took my hand as we both lay staring at the ceiling of my cabin, my clothes wrinkled underneath us and the projection that was serving as a countdown shining on the head of the bed. 

"Your fears have a logical basis but at the same time they are totally unfounded, you know?" Kalliah promised to roll up to meet our eyes. "I've been talking a lot more than I expected with Fiore this week and I have to say… you guys are made for each other. Somehow Ephion wanted two beings from two different worlds separated by the galaxy itself to be for each other. And if Ephion wanted it that way, we can only trust his judgment. Not always but in this I can assure you that we have to trust"

"Do you really think so?" 

I admit that my question was childish and somewhat stupid (Who am I kidding? It was totally stupid!), My bright eyes when excited did not serve to eliminate part of the dreamer aura that had emerged from me when I heard Kalliah's words. Seeing my best friend nod so convinced no matter how much she disliked the idea was all I needed to regain my energy and get out of bed. "You're right! Humans believe in the concept of miracle and in the power of love… and I will too! I'm going to keep dreaming and fighting because Fiore is with me and I by her side, I don't care how difficult it is going to be! " 

"If you want Fiore to fall in love with you, I advise you ..."

"No, calm down. I've also heard what just came out of my mouth and, honestly, I even feel nauseous about it”

I have nothing against the concept of a miracle, okay? To us, the idea of r03;r03;trusting something will happen to your advantage without trying it with all your might and strength… it's something really ridiculous.

I doubt they will be offended, if I remember correctly two years ago the balance was finally broken and the atheists outnumbered the religious. 

Which is both a shame, human religions are incredible in their mythologies! It’s true that relying on imaginary beings instead of real beings like Ephion doesn’t help the conservation of religion, at least you are of that type of species like us that tries to leave everything that happens recorded for the next generations and that helps the conservation.  

Going back to the end of the anecdote, when I turned to help Kalliah up I saw one of my favorite shirts under her, light blue with the neck tied by ropes back, the perfect combination of cute and sexy for my taste. Accompanying the shirt I decided to be a bit mischievous by wearing a not too long skirt, perfect to show Fiore what I consider my best extra in a quick hip movement.

I am a great defender of your breasts and your feet but it is impossible for me to deny it, your ass is too much to describe. 15/10. 

Thank you, you do know how to praise a lady, my love! With a bump of my fists I said goodbye to Kalliah as I made my way to the living room, ready to check that everything was in place before Fiore arrived. And… I think that's it, Kalliah left for the cargo deck of the ship where the rest of the girls were having a day of relaxation, using the heating to simulate a sauna and our latest pack of beer to entertain themselves while watching human entertainment shows. I didn’t get to drink any of those beers, only remaining for me the one I drank that night during my dinner with Fiore. I honestly don’t know how I managed to endure without committing suicide the next 35 days before returning to Acheron ...

Once again don’t be offended but getting drunk every night on Earth was the only thing that made me endure 16 hours a day standing in front of one of the screens that we had installed answering questions from your politician.

Nor do I think they are offended by it, humans are the first to complain and do nothing about our political representatives ... aaaaahhhhhh … We should then go to bed to sleep, right? We can leave the disaster that was taking our first date abroad for another day.

I agree, the story of why the monument of the broken chair there in Geneva ended… well… broken, it's too long and funny a story to tell now half asleep. Do you have any method of saying goodbye in mind, honey?

Not really, I usually say goodbye with the first thing that comes to my mind ... I think it's obvious that I don't sit down to plan what I'm going to tell before writing-dictating the chapter. But since I have you here, let's do that!

That? Seriously? ... Now? ...

Of course, don't flinch now! Here Fiore Mika and Janivell Mika-

Right now we are not at home but we would love to know what you want-

So say what you need after the beep, thank you very much!

…

Do it.

I hate you ... beeeep. This isn’t even an answering machine, it does not work in this context!

I don't care, I've been waiting my whole life for this moment and I plan to enjoy it! Goodbye everyone, see you here another day!

See you later, and good luck in your week!