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their visitation policies are
stringent.” He thought of Antimatter Beings visiting other matter
beings. Not a great combination.
    On cue, Marc grinned. “Yeah, not so bad with
DM and EMs but the AMs are a problem. They have special buffer
zones and barriers covering vast regions of space. Forget macro,
think ginormous humongonoid.”
    Jamie chuckled.
    “We’re now classified as plain, old, boring
Matter Beings, or MBs, but, as I told you before, I think it should
be Matter-matter Beings but no one asked me. Anyway, we were made
inside what they call the Core, which we call the Horizon. The Core
is where life comes from, a natural pocket of Chaos energy and
matter.”
    “Um… What of the Maya and the Cardinal
Unit?”
    “Contrary to popular Aryan beliefs, the Maya
is the brains; the CU is like a big arse life arc with zillions of
templates for species and making shit. Chaos is held in the CU but
it draws on the Core so may have a big pump and when Maya pulls up
in her CU, she says, ‘Give me six liters of Chaos so I can churn
out a PuG.’”
    Jamie laughed. PuG was a cheeky term for the
highest race, the Pure-Gen, the only Gen to be fabricated by Maya
herself.
    “The thing is MBs are bit of an accident,
unwanted children, which I think is horse crap, and we’re being
contaminated by Chaos the longer we hang in the Core, so the Three
Empire and Grands are going to be approaching the Aryan Government
about joining as the Fourth Empire and Grand move to a safe
location. We all huddle around the Core, where we use Chaos to do
stuff.”
    “Okay. Sounds … grandiose. What’s it to do
with me?”
    Marc changed the holo-image.
    Jamie jerked back at the scary looking
microbug.
    “With your industriousness already noted,
they want to slot you in as a cultural attaché of sorts. They want
you to observe the initial meetings.”
    “And you?” Jamie wondered if this procedure
was usual, he’d have to check in with his handler.
    “I’m another attaché. There’s four newbies
all up to attend the real attachés, they want us in at the
beginning. We’re slotted for the Sentinel Program.”
    How coincidental, but he kept his snide
thoughts to himself. Jamie eyed him off instead. “One for each
E&G?”
    Marc flashed him a grin. “Quick, aren’t you?
I’m an EMB, known as the Aether. Almost. I was born in the buffer
zone on a rocky planetoid so less Aether than some. Each Empire has
a buffer, as I mentioned, which for me was essentially less of the
energy state and more general matter, the bit in the middle becomes
the buffer zone, neutral areas.”
    “And DM and AMs?” He studied Marc, aware of
his own schemas, adapting and putting Marc into a new category. He
had thought when their hands touched it was chemistry, but it must
have been because he was an Energy Being.
    “Tartarus is dark matter, and Erebus is
antimatter. Don’t get them confused with the four Chaos
Beings.”
    “What?” Jamie hadn’t heard of Chaos Beings
before except in legends and kids’ stories.
    “Never mind.”
    Jamie studied him for a moment before
deciding to follow up later and returned to the topic. “I’ve heard
those terms … from Earth.”
    “Ah, remember Earth gets its terminology and
myths from Aryans and us, not the other way around. Dribs and
drabs, mostly skewed on that planet. Ever wonder why Earth time is
the same as the Planet of Law and space?”
    It didn’t take a genius. “A deliberate act to
remind the Avatara that Earth, while experimental, is a part of
Aryan Society.”
    “Yeah, real subtle, huh?”
    Jamie shrugged. It upset him that the Avatara
were responsible for Earth. He shoved those thoughts aside. “So,
where’s the rot?”
    Marc grinned. “Where it always is, lies have
been told. There’s another … race … claiming the Core is theirs.
They want to stop us from huddling around the Core and keeping
Chaos to ourselves.”
    “Not the Maya and CU?”
    “No, that’s what is confusing. They claim