HISTORY OF THE END OF THE WORLD

THE HARVESTING OF PLANET EARTH HAS BEGUN

" The operation has begun." Orlov repeated the sentence carefully. It was the best argument he had and even his oponent had in the end agreed with the goal of this galactic intervention. " So we were behind the erupting volcanoes on Iceland." Jian didn't sound surprised. They were using equipment built by humans. The Alaska-stated HAARP-installation was pumping billions of volts into the stratosfeer. Created to manipulate the weather on the battlefield, the effects had totally gone beserk. Creating weatherchanges, earthquakes, hurricanes and volcanic eruptions. Still the experiments had increased and spread arouind the world creating total chaos. And that was only one of destructive experiments of the governing Elite, creating a Big Bang another. Had the point of no return been reached or lay this phase behind them.
" Commander, you must have heard stories about this sword." He pointed a the sword. " I would like to add a story to it." Some present grinned. That's why the Master had a nickname: the Crazy Monk. One reason of the name was, that even in dangerous situaties, the Master Jian, was always telling stories, reciting poetry or singing songs.
Orlov's attention had been drawn and he nodded. As if he was presenting a Roman legion the Crazy Monk rose again. " My name is Jian, I am human. This sword's name is Jian, it bears the essence of this human world and once played an enormous role in Asia. It is mine by descend and by conquest. But it is broken. In this state his power is fragmented and chaotic."  The dominating figure paused. " I know a way to heal this sword. On this planet lives the only craftsman, who can restore the sword and its power." The Master paused again, drawing every-one's attention, he smiled inwardly. " How easy they could be fooled". He turned his head to commander Orlov. " I ask permission to organise a searchparty to find this craftsmen or the necessary technique."
This all seemed innocent enough, Orlov thought, but the Master was reknown for complicated intriques and was a conspiracy-expert. Plans behind plans. But he accepted the importance of the sword for the master, who was about to loose his homeplanet. " If there is no interference with our plans," He looked up at the Master, which made him feel uncomfortable, who shook his head, " Than I grant you permission for a small searchteam." The Master smiled. " You won't be disappointed. This sword will change the destiny of my future." That last remark made Orlov uneasy, but Jian being away, meant a lot less potential  turbulence on the mothership. " Meeting closed." , Orlov said. He too knew what his future would bring.