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+While the reasons for the Launch project are complex and will be discussed in depth in a later portion of this history, it is important to establish a set of facts before continuing. This is no ``take care that you first place him in his time'', some fictional bit of history to be placed at the chapter headings of some long-rambling fictional account. These facts are important because they provide much needed context for the project that led to our little diaspora.
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+First and foremost among these facts, almost to the point where one might consider all other facts as following logically from it, surrounding it, existing only to support it, is that Launch Day takes place exactly two hundred years after Secession Day.
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+On the surface of it, especially for those who have had some connection with the event itself, this may seem like backwards. After all, so much happened around Launch. So much \emph{had} to happen around Launch, yes? Sending off two multi-ton blocks of computronium and raw materials, solar sails and Dreamer Modules, out into unknown space takes rather a lot of work.
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+But in all ways, that falls out of the simple fact that Launch Day occurred on the bicentennial Secession Day.
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+\begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{0.5pt}\end{center}
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+The reason that this association between Secession and Launch is as important as it is is multifaceted. Yes, there was a similarity between the acts, of dividing, of leaving; much of the first part of this history will be spent dissecting those. Yes, there was political maneuvering both phys- and sys-side in order to accomplish them both; you will read about that. Yes, there was discussion about the wisdom of actions such as these; this you will read about as well.
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+The facet upon which this first chapter focuses on is, however, one of correspondences. Both involved separation of one group from another. Both involved the construction and modification of a political system — or perhaps non-system — in order to accommodate the goals involved.
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+In our immortal lives, however, one cannot deny that both Secession and Launch shared the same engineers. The same names, the same clades, the same individuals worked to bring about Secession as they did Launch. Get used to the names of the Ode clade and the Jonas clade. You will see them a lot.
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+\begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{0.5pt}\end{center}
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+Here we must step back and address a potential conflict of interest.
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+At time of writing, the Bălan clade is made up of two personalities in the form of three individuals: Ioan Bălan, the root instance, remains on the L5 System, and Codrin Bălan travels on the Launch Vehicles (hereafter ``LVs''). Two persons, three instances.
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+Both of these persons, all of three of these instances, are romantically entangled with the Ode clade. Ioan Bălan is in a relationship with May Then My Name Die With Me of the Ode clade, and Codrin Bălan is in a polyamorous relationship which includes Dear, Also The Tree That Was Felled of the Ode clade. The fact that the Ode clade (also written ``Odists'') was instrumental in both Secession and Launch is undeniable, and the fact that the Bălan clade is entangled with the Odists is equally so.
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+For reasons that will be made clear as this history unfolds, we are not able to recuse ourselves. You must bear with us, and you will see why we, the Bălan clade, \emph{must} be the ones to write this history.
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+\begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{0.5pt}\end{center}
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+Let us first consider a few of the subtler correspondences between the Secession and the Launch:
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+\begin{itemize}
+\tightlist
+\item
+  Both have ramifications that stretch backwards and forwards through time for decades surrounding them.
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+  Both were intended, beyond the surface and altruistic reasons, to ensure the continuity and stability of the System.
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+  Both the Ode and Jonas clades were instrumental to engineering them.
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+  Both involved political manipulation both phys-side and sys-side.
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+  Both involved historical manipulation to ensure that accounts align.
+\end{itemize}
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+And now we may consider the facts that fall out of the sum of the correspondences:
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+\begin{itemize}
+\tightlist
+\item
+  The history of the System, stretching all the way back to before its foundation, is one of technology, yes, but beyond that, is one of politics.
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+  Despite the assumption that such is not possible in the System and the promises that such is not the case, there are governing factions that guide the progression of the System through times via its interactions with phys-side politics.
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+  Per that fact, those controlling factions sys-side controlled — and continue to control — politics phys-side to a degree heretofore unimaginable.
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+  The System as a society, however loose knit, is directional: it advances not just in its use of technology, but in the way that all societies, that all civilizations strive to do so, which is toward greater security.
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+  The unknowable size of the System and the unimaginable population within in all its variety and beauty retain the human characteristics of emotion and intellect, and are thus subject to the very same propaganda that has steered societies and civilizations for thousands of years.
+\end{itemize}

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+Upon looking at the sky, many saw the stars and supposed that they must be the campfires of others. How far away they must be, to be such small points of light! Mere pinpricks in the black fabric of the night. They looked up, saw the campfires, and considered that they themselves might be just as the others were, looking out into the night and considering their own fire with dreaming minds.
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+They dreamed and thought and considered, and then many of those who knew the ways to navigate the seas argued that reaching one of those campfires would be a way to quell the loneliness that they felt as a whole in their hearts. ``Perhaps they will fill us with joy! And even if they fight against us or sow strife, is that not a form of companionship?''
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+Others were more cautious about the venture, however. ``Is a danger not a danger?'' they said. ``Is a risk not a risk? We must also consider that we might ourselves be overcome by their might. Is it worth it to stoke that fire?''
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+Still others spoke thoughtfully, ``It is a danger here, as well. There are wild animals in the dark, and there are those who might fight against us here. Perhaps the goal of exploration is also to ensure the security of ourselves! Could we not also use this as a chance to ensure that we live on?''
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+\begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{0.5pt}\end{center}
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+And so they sat around their campfires and talked and discussed and argued and strove and fought and laughed and wept. They sat around the campfire and raised their hands in vote, and it was decided that an ark was to be created and sent to explore, and any who wanted to go to see those campfires would have the chance. Those who dreamed of the opportunity chose universally to travel. Those who saw the risk as overwhelming did not. Those who knew that this might be an opportunity for them and for those who might consider them ancestors decided as they would, to go or to not.
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+\begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{0.5pt}\end{center}
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+And so the ark was sent out into the sea of the night, making waves in the black fabric and leaving a wake of dreams new and old behind it.
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+\begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{0.5pt}\end{center}
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+``How far, how far, how far away?'' became the refrain of the sailors. ``How far away are these campfires of the others? They must be impossibly far. They must be bound in impossible night, for we have not seen the sun rise nor set, nor have we seen their campfires dim or fade, nor have we seen them blaze into new light.''
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+And yet they sailed on in their ark of dreams, calling out into the vast blackness that had long since enveloped even them. And in their ark, they lived the lives they wished. They lived out their dreams in eternal bliss or eternal pain or eternal strife or eternal love, for their dreams were their own and they were not bound to any law of the ark nor any whim of any other.
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+\begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{0.5pt}\end{center}
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+And still, they dream.

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+In the beginning, the gods created the world. They built it up, atom by atom, molecule by molecule. They used eyes like lasers to guide one after another into ordered formations, ranks upon ranks, and then set them to marching. The gods built the world and then they smiled at it from up above. They looked down on their creation and saw all of the possibilities of perfection that it held, of the unending life and endless bliss.
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+The gods built the world because they desired to shape it to their will. They wanted to bend the world into something that they could direct this way and that, because after all, could they not do that with their atoms and molecules? A world that is orderly! Imagine the wonders they could create! The wills they could work!
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+\begin{center}\rule{0.5\linewidth}{0.5pt}\end{center}
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+So the gods set the world to spinning and watched and waited as it began to blossom and bloom. When the time was ripe, they reached down their hands to touch the world, and found that they had become the wind and the tides and the rain and the snow and the sunlight and the moonlight. They reached down to touch the world and shape it to their will, and found that they become impersonal forces in the face of absolute independence. The world they created could not be controlled, because there is no such thing as a world that can be controlled. They reached down, became impersonal forces, and the lives within the world bundled their coats up tighter at the north wind or took their hats off when the sun shone bright, but never could the change a single mind to be such as their own.
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+The gods came together and began to discuss what might become of their world as they'd made it, if they were truly to have no other influence beyond that which the sun and winds might.
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+``We must start over anew,'' one said. ``We must destroy this one because there is no controlling that which we have created. If we have created something beyond our control, have we not simply set it loose to do as it will? This will not do if we are to bring to fruition all of our goals. Let us start over.''
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+``We must live with what we have created,'' another said. ``And simply watch what happens. If there is no controlling our creation, then so be it, but to steal creation from the created will bring about no good. It may put a stop to the ugly, yes, but it will also put a stop to the beauty.''
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+Two voices then banned together and said, ``We must not do one or the other, but simply modify what plans we had. If we are to have our creation continue along the lines which we have devised, then we must use what powers we retain to nudge subtly, push gently, and guide along paths toward such a point that our plans come to fruition anyway.'' And these voices gave such convincing arguments that all were moved to agree.