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realisation. ‘I have access to the Akashic records of the entire physical galaxy!’
    The Deva nodded surely. And all that has, is and will take place therein.

2
THE CREATION
STATION
    M aelgwn was taking lunch on the sunny balcony of the Governor’s offices in between meetings of state when a strong sense of love and wellbeing washed over him and brought his wife to mind. He considered that perhaps Tory was putting out a subtle telepathic plea for him to take the afternoon off and spend some time in her company. On any other day Maelgwn would have indulged her, but the next meeting on his agenda he was very much looking forward to, as it had nothing to do with the affairs of state and everything to do with his higher purpose for being.
    En Noah, Senior Historian at the Purcell Institute of Immortal History on Kila, had been a difficult man tocatch up with ever since Maelgwn had inspired him to explore his past-life incarnations in preparation for future events. Noah had rediscovered the druid, the revolutionary, and many other aspects of his past selves, and then departed on a six-month assignment in the western jungle continents of Kila from which he had just returned. His wife, Rebecca, was heading a taskforce there that guarded the native wildlife population against poachers, and Noah had chosen to work with her for a time. As a scholar, Noah’s physical state of being had never really been in peak condition, and he hoped that by taking up his wife’s cause he might hone his animal instincts and some of his warrior skills. This was certainly an abrupt lifestyle change for the historian after fifty years of lecturing at the Institute that bore his name in homage to his compilation of the complete history of the Chosen Ones.
    Noah Purcell’s Chronicle of Ages, although considered the definitive historical work by his fellow immortals, was incomplete. None of the Chosen had been selected from the earliest period of man’s emergence into self-consciousness and thus none of them had conscious recollections of that time. In truth, few would wish to. Only a handful of the Chosen had been able to glimpse that primordial era of Homo sapiens’ development. As with Noah’s Chronicles , stored on a psychokinetic retrieval system and edited to suit the maturity and understanding of the student, it seemed Homo sapiens’ memory was being censored also. Maelgwn was one of the few who had managed to peek into that part of the human collective consciousnessthat held some recollection of the first self-aware human incarnation. Having gone to great lengths to study and record the Ages that the Chosen had spent on Gaia, Noah desired to know all that had happened there, as did Maelgwn.
    The Governor had a higher purpose for wishing to rediscover the earliest eras of mankind’s mental and spiritual infancy. Humankind’s foster parents at this time had been an emotionally underdeveloped Devanic race known as the Nefilim. These entities with highly developed mental souls made manifest in a physical body had found the temptations of the flesh a bit too tempting and some had outstayed their welcome in the earthly realm. It was Maelgwn’s destiny to pave the way for the overthrow of the Nefilim’s interstellar rule of all the tribes classified as human, both immortal and otherwise.
    Noah was aware of Maelgwn’s ambitions, although the scholar was the only other soul, besides the Governor’s wife, who knew about the looming cosmic conspiracy against the Nefilim.
    Sybil, Secretary of State and Head Seer of the Chosen, stepped onto the balcony to inform Maelgwn that En Noah had arrived and was awaiting an audience.
    â€˜Splendid,’ announced Maelgwn, finishing off the last sip of his tea.
    â€˜Shall I record all your transmissions this afternoon, in case you feel like a stroll with En Noah?’ Sybil queried. ‘I gather you shall not be available for consultation for the