Mosy the Midyan

Below on this page is Part 5 of the science fiction story called the Mosy Saga. This is also Part 10 of another science fiction story called Vythoth the Chresmoscopist.

The robot from Threy, Nymerya Coryn, replaces a dead man named Mosy right at the end of the Ekcolir Reality on Earth. When Nym assumes the role of Mosy, he soon meets Typpo, a "descendant" of Tara the Ta, who has long trained on Earth so that she can efficiently assist Nym in (re)creating the legend of Moses.

Nym and Tara meet inside a Simulation fork of the Ekcolir Reality. Both Nym and Tara are artificial life forms, their bodies composed of femtobot components. As crȩolitɝ, Nym and Tara are indistinguishable from the ordinary humans of Earth, unless they choose to reveal their secrets. They are on a mission to provide "source material" for the legend of Moses and prepare Humanity for transcendence into the Hierion Domain.

Part 5 of the Mosy Saga. (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)   

Part 10 of Vythoth the Chresmoscopist. (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9)

Tyhry, Lexy (an X clone from the Ekcolir Reality) and Systolina the robot arrived inside a new Simulation fork of the Ekcolir Reality that had been prepared by the Kl'ath-Sedruth sedronite. Nymerya Coryn, another robot from Threy, was also there and newly arrived in the abandoned warehouse that would become, in another instance of the Ekolir Reality Simulation, Tyhry's crȩolitɝ research laboratory.

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As Tyhry had anticipated, Nymerya quickly established a telepathic link to Systolina. You conspired with this dual-human to bring me here?

Systolina was trying to shield her memories from the telepathic probing of Nym. "This is Tyhry, who visited Threy as a tourist. And this is a clone copy of Tyhry, who is from this Reality, Lexy."

Nymerya was struggling to understand where he was. "This is in the... future? I have become a time traveler?"

Tyhry took hold of Nym's hand and said, "Welcome to Earth. There is a project here... an important inflection point in human history... I seek your help." While Tyhry spoke and teased Nym by keeping her mind behind a telepathic barrier that Nym could not penetrate, Lexy sent the Balok infites into Nym's body.

Nym turned to Lexy and demanded, "Why have you sent nanites into my body?"

Lexy told Nym, "You have been infected by some bumpha infites that provide you with information about a human named Mosy."

Nym began processing information that had been provided by Balok concerning the life of Mosy and the differences between the Ekcolir Reality and the Final Reality. Nym muttered, "Mosy died, but Mosy must live?"

Systolina nodded. "Exactly. We need you to go to Earth and live as Mosy, replacing that dead Earthling and through the deeds of your life, create a desirable future for the people of Earth."

Beginning to understand the significance of what was expected of him, Nym said, "I am to found a new religion on Earth?"

Systolina explained, "Well, that is a bit of an over-statement, but through your actions, while pretending to be the Earth man Mosy, you will serve as inspiration for a new religious movement on Earth, one that will, after many centuries, help people on Earth develop their ideas about humans having an existence after death."

Now having assimilated the infites from Balok and confirming the specific era in time when Mosy lived, Nym asked, "How can primitive humans be expected to believe in transcendence into the Hierion Domain?"

Tyhry told Nym, "Mosy... or, I should say, you in the role of Mosy, will have your pre-existing knowledge of the Hierion Domain, but people from Mosy's time will not be able to conceptualize the Hierion Domain. It will be up to you to teach the Earthlings and advance their religious thinking by means of parables and stories that are appropriate for their primitive times. All those details will be left to you and your creativity."

Now feeling daunted by the this great responsibility, Nym asked Lexy, "Who is Balok? What are the bumpha?"

Lexy explained, "Balok the bumpha trained us for this mission to create meaning from the otherwise useless and short life of Mosy. The bumpha are the creators of the human species and they work diligently to create a good future for humanity, much in the same way that positronic robots must always do what is best for people."

Nym told Lexy, "I telepathically sense that you are tryp'At, a human-alien hybrid. How is it that you are also constrained to assist the people of Earth?"

Tyhry replied, "Lexy and I are behaviorally constrained through our endosymbionts. Nym, you have the Laws of Robotics embedded in your brain circuits and it is the same for Lexy and I. Like you, we must do what is best for the people in Mosy's time and in all the future of Humanity. We are here to support your mission."

Nym held out his hands. "Who am I to have this great responsibility? I thank each of you for your assistance, but I don't really understand how I can accomplish what you expect to me. And you, Tyhry, I wonder why you hide your thoughts and memories from me."

Tyhry giggled. "We are dealing with great forces of Temporal Momentum and fluxes of temporal energy that were designed to cause a Reality Change. Thus, we exist inside a tight vortex of potential Temporal Paradox that the bumpha have carefully nurtured in the Reality Chain of Earth. None of we four are allowed to know the complete structure of the future that we..." Tyhry paused, then continued speaking to Nym, "... that you will bring into existence. You are the instrument of change, doing what the bumpha perceive as being best for Humanity. Do not feel daunted by what you must accomplish. This will be a great adventure in which you create the future."

Nym was now feeling better about what was to come, but he told Tyhry, "I can see in the thoughts of Systolina that..." Nym fell silent. Tyhry could see in Nym's thought chain that every time he realized the real reason for his mission on Earth, the infites that had been provided by Balok modified Nym's thinking and re-directed his thoughts towards belief that this new mission on Earth was far more important than his previous existence on Threy. After a pause during which his positronic circuits were adjusted by Balok's infites, Nym continued, "... she will return to Threy when I go to Earth."

Systolina nodded. "I will continue our important work on Threy, have no concern about that."

Nym tried to not have concerns. "It is rather disorienting to think that I have become a time traveler and I now exist in Earth's far past. Even more alarming is..." Tyhry could see that Nym has lifted from Systolina's mind the fact that they were inside a Simulation of Earth. Nym was going to say: "If this is a Simulation of Earth, then why does it matter?" However, Tyhry watched Nym's thought stream as that question was edited by Balok's infites. Instead, Nym said, "It is clear. My mission here is of fundamental importance in leading humans to the concept of transcendence. Yes, it can be done. My efforts will ensure a religious movement on Earth that will... thousands of years from now.... lead to understanding that people can transcend to a new existence inside the Hierion Domain." With great enthusiasm, Nym asked, "When can I begin?"

Tyhry told Nym, "Soon. Very soon. However, let us discuss the conditions that will exist when you arrive on Earth in the era of Mosy's life. Lexy will be there with you, but only briefly. It will be her responsibility to remove the dead body of Mosy from Earth. You will be met by an Earthling, another clone copy of me who has long been living on Earth and who is awaiting your arrival... a woman named Tara. She is a Ta, a priestess of a primitive religion of Earth. Through her interactions with you, you will learn about Earth and eventually become a folk hero who can play an inspirational role in the new religious movement that we have discussed."

Nym said, "Very well. I assume that I should not mention to Tara that I am a robot from Threy."

Tyhry shrugged. "Use your best judgement, but it might be wise if you do not speak of your past. I advise you to learn about Earth and look for opportunities to assist people like Tara in forming a better society. You will be caught up in Earthly affairs, but you will always be guided by your need to do what is best for Humanity. That is all you need do."

Nym said, "A grand adventure! Is there more that you should tell me before I jump further into the past... to the time of Mosy?"

Tyhry giggled. "The are other things I wish I could say to you, Nym, but due to the constraints that exist to guide our actions away from potential Temporal Paradoxes, I find that I can say no more. Have fun on Earth."

Nym hugged first Systolina and then Tyhry. He took hold of Lexy's hand. The seemingly disembodied voice of Kl'ath-Sedruth reverberated through the empty warehouse, "Is now the time?"

Tyhry said, "Yes, send Lexy and Nym into the past." Lexy and Nym disappeared. Tyhry asked Systolina, "Are you ready to return to Threy, lover?"

Systolina asked, "There is no copy of Nym on Threy?"

Again the "voice" of Kl'ath-Sedruth was "heard", now telepathically impressed into Systolina's mind. I removed Nym from Threy and brought him here.

Filled with joy, Systolina threw her arms around Tyhry. "Then I am ready to go home." 

Before Tyhry could become fully sexually aroused by Systolina's affections, Systolina vanished and then Tyhry asked Kl'ath-Sedruth, "How quickly will Lexy be returned?"

Kl'ath-Sedruth explained the reason for the delay in Lexy's extraction from the Mosy Simulation fork. "Lexy and Nym are discussing how Mosy died."

"The Simulation that they are in is running at normal speed?"

"No, it is a small fork Simulation with only Earth, so it is progressing much faster than a full Reality Simulation."

"As a robot, is it not possible that Nym will survive into Earth's space age?"

Kl'ath-Sedruth replied, "As part of the Moses legend as it exists in the Final Reality, I plan to allow Nym only 100 years on Earth. At the end of that time, I can simply place Nym into the pattern buffer of the Simulation System."

Tyhry cringed. "It was my goal to provide Nym with a full and satisfying life."

Kl'ath-Sedruth mused, "Your human sentimentality is rather amusing. Nym is a robot, you need not be concerned with his fate. Isn't providing Nym with 100 years of adventure on Earth enough?"

Tyhry noted, "Nym is human enough that I do care; my mind does not distinguish between thinking beings, they are all worthy of my respect and assistance. 100 years is not long for a robot."

Kl'ath-Sedruth suggested, "I could offer Nym a chance to improve the outcomes arising from his life on Earth, allow him a second try, so to speak."

Tyhry was intrigued by Kl'ath-Sedruth's proposal. "What do you have in mind, Sedy?"

"When Nym's 100 years on Earth are over, I'll toss Nym into the pattern buffer for storage. The Simulation fork will then continue to run. Eventually, at the start of the space age, I'll bring Nym out of storage and show him the status of Earthly civilization and offer Nym the chance to go back into the past and do things differently."

Tyhry thought about the mythical Sisyphus, condemned to repeat a task for eternity. Tyhry wondered: Is that what is best for Nym? "Kl'ath-Sedruth, can you see Nym's future?"

"Yes, these simulations are all recorded in the Sedron Time Stream."

"Could you guide Nym's path in his new life, help him make a good future for Earth... on the first try?"

Manny the bumpha

Kl'ath-Sedruth replied, "That is bumpha work." Kl'ath-Sedruth managed to say that as if he were describing an unpleasant task like cleaning horse manure off of city streets.

Tyhry was having doubts about all of the Reality Simulations that she had initiated. More and more frequently she asked herself: Am I responsible for the artificial lives that I have brought into existence? "I hope you will do what you can to give Nym the kind of life he desires. Also, I am concerned about Nym's fate, and also my X-clone Tara, so I expect you to leave a written account of Nym's 100 year-long lifetime on Earth where it can be found in the Writers Block. I want you to provide a true account of Nym and Tara's adventures on Earth, not the standard legend of Moses." Tyhry removed herself from the Simulation System.

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Tara and Nym

Inside the Simulation fork that Kl'ath-Sedruth had selected for Nym, Lexy and Nym gazed upon the dead and decaying body of Mosy. Nym asked, "How did he die?"

Lexy said, "Balok did not bother to tell me any details. All men die, some sooner than others. What matters is that you live... as Mosy might have lived." Lexy sent a swarm of femtbots into the body of Mosy. Mosy's corpse glowed with inner light as the cleaner nanites looked for all of the now scattered pieces Mosy. Abandoning hope of obtaining the Mosy bits that had been consumed by scavengers, the cleaner nanites emitted a 'complete' signal and then Lexy and the dead body were extracted from the Simulation by Kl'ath-Sedruth. 

Nym turned and saw Tara the Ta who had witnessed the disappearance of Lexy and the corpse. She told Nym, "I'm glad you are finally here. All has been prepared for you."

Nym telepathically examined the thoughts of Tara, whose mind and physical appearance was like those of Tyhry and Lexy. "You are Tara, but you are called Typpo?"

"Exactly. I am your sweet bird. We will make two children, Ely and... your first son I will name 'alien', befitting my tryp'At nature."

"I am a robot. How can I father your son?"

 "When Kl'ath-Sedruth processed you through the Reality Simulation System, you were made into a femtobot replicoid. Your body now carefully mimics that of a human being. You will now live on Earth among humans as a human."

Nym looked up at the nearby slopes of Mt. Syny. Nym was again processing more of the infites that had been given to him by Balok. Nym told Typpo, "Balok told me that I would live here in Mydsyny with you and there is a vision in my mind. That is not a vision of a blond clone of Tyhry." Typpo took Nym's hand and led him towards the nearby camp of her nomadic family. 

Typpo laughed at Nym's confusion and her hair turned black. "I had to let you see my true form, but you are correct. Here in Mydsyny and playing the role of Typpo, the Midyans know me in this form... a woman with dark hair and brown skin. My ancestors were... descendants... of the great El. It is more complicated than that, but suffice to say that the tryp'At were made with many Ekcolir gene patterns. I was born with bright hair inherited from my tribes people from the northern lands."

Nym had been telepathically exploring Typpo's mind pattern, what little of it she was allowing him to observe. He said, "You are like Tyhry. You can control what I telepathically see in your mind."

"Of course, I have been trained to guide you in your new life here on Earth, but you cannot be allowed to know too much about your future. This is an adventure for you." Typpo began to unleash her telepathic sashei on Nym. She made use of sex hormones and mind-adjusting nanites to guide the thought patterns of Nym's mind. By the time that Typpo led Nym into her fathers tent, Nym was sporting a very stiff erection and Typpo was enjoying the effect that she had on Nym's body.

Inside the dim tent, Typpo's father, Jyth did not notice Nym's priapic state or Typpo's stiff nipples. Typpo told Jyth, "Father, this is a wanderer from Egypt, Mos... Moses."

"I am Ry-El, one of El's shepherds, but the Midyans call me a Jyth, a leader of the clan."

Nym said, "I am a wanderer in this strange land." He was still holding Typpo's hand. "The first thing I have learned is that your daughter has interesting powers over... men."

Jyth laughed. "Yes, I know. Typpo has studied the lore of the Northern Tribes of El, our ancestors who are lost in the mists of time. Some of the Midyans call Typpo a mykha, which is somewhat unfair, but also a reasonable approximation of the truth."

Typpo told Nym, "Listen, Stranger, I have skills... I don't use magic. It is not magic to smelt ore into barzyl."

Jyth was amused by the easy intimacy between his daughter and the stranger and how they held hands and let their eyes linger on each-other. "I want to know your intentions, young man. You appear here in my tent like a bolt of lightening from the blue sky. Have you been my daughter's secret lover?" Jyth asked Nym, "Tell me stranger, do you wish to ravish my daughter or are you here to tell me that that was done long ago?"

"I find myself powerfully attracted to Typpo. I've never felt like this before."

"Yes, yes... a mykha like my daughter has great power over men. However, you may want to take a look at Typpo's younger sisters before you-"

Typpo interrupted her father, "Save your breath. Moses grew up in Thr..." Typpo giggled. "In Egypt and he has the wandering eye of a young buck dear. He'll take his eye-full of your other daughters with or without your invitation and permission."

Jyth called out to his youngest daughter, "Bring food and drink to my tent. We have a guest who has traveled far... from Egypt." Jyth told Nym, "I should have found a husband for Typpo long ago, but she seems to prefer spending her time among my herds. While tending the flocks, I suppose she manages to find many young men wandering in the wilderness, you being only the latest."

Typpo laughed. "I try to keep on friendly terms with the other clans. Since you have no sons to defend you in your old age, I must use the tools that I have to practice diplomacy."

Jyth told Nym, "I owe my position as priest to Typpo's mother. Remember, Moses, it is good to marry into a powerful family."

Jyth's youngest daughter, Mydra, entered the tent with a bladder containing water. She looked at Nym and was amazed. Typpo was very tall, but Nym towered over her. She handed Nym the water and said, "Quench your thirst, stranger. I'll bring food, unless you'd prefer to eat me."

Typpo let go of Nym's hand and grabbed Mydra by the arm and pulled her out of the tent, "I'll help you gather the food." Looking over her shoulder at Nym, Typpo said, "His name is Moses, and he will decide for himself what to do with his tongue."

Jyth asked Nym to be seated. "My daughters have playful tongues. I hope you are not offended."

"Not at all."

Now Jyth could see Nym's erection bulging outwards against the fabric of his robe. "Tell me of your parents, Moses."

Nym discovered that there was a reply to this question waiting in the infites that had come from Balok. "I can't tell you everything of my past. I want to forget about my life in... Egypt."

"Ah, you left behind some troubles, lad?"

Nym thought about the conflict that had grown up between himself and Systolina on Threy. "Yes, that is true. I welcome the chance to start a new life where I am welcomed and where there is meaningful work for me to do."

Jyth rubbed his chin. "I imagine there are many interesting things to do in Egypt, but here in the sleepy wilderness of Mydsyny, life is simple. Work? There is plenty of that here! I never managed to father any sons to help with all the work, so my daughter have become like men, resourceful and competitive. I expect each of them to compete for your attention."

Typpo and Mydra returned with food that they set before Nym. They now also left open their robes, allowing Nym to see their cute breasts. Jyth told Nym, "Observe by lovely daughters... the games begin."

Typpo announced, "I found Moses, I'll see to his needs."

Mydra suggested, "Moses is not interested in old ladies like you, Typpo." She sat close beside Nym and put an arm around his back. She asked Moses, "Did you leave behind a young lover in Egypt?"

Nym found that for the first time ever, he now had an interest in eating. For a time he chewed and ate, while gazing upon the sweet features of the cute Mydra and imagining what he should say to her. Tara opened up a telepathic connection to him and told him: You can tell Mydra that she is more beautiful than any Egyptian.

"I can't keep secrets from a pretty girl." Nym chuckled and told Mydra, "If you promise not to tell others, then I'll answer you."

Mydra laughed. "Oh, how exciting, a mysterious stranger with secrets! Very well, I promise to try not to gossip. If what you say is simply too amazing, then I probably won't be able to resist telling the story to all my sisters."

A voice came through the fabric of the tent. "Just have Moses speak a little louder, so we can all hear." 

Nym heard a chorus of giggles coming into the tent from outside. Jyth told his daughters, "Come inside, all of you."

Three more of Jyth's daughters entered the tent and settled in around Nym. The other two were out patrolling the pastures and watching over the herds. One of Typpo's sisters told Jyth, "Father, I'll happily come inside this tent or even out in the pastures." She asked Typpo, "Where is the stranger from?"

Typpo put a hand over his sister's mouth, "Quiet. We will get the answer from the horse's mouth."

Nym said, "If asked, you can say that I am from Egypt, but a better answer is Gysym, at the mouth of the Nile, where many clans of Abraham's descendants reside." By the light of an oil lamp, he looked at each of the faces of the daughters of Jyth and added, "I'm glad I am here and not there in the Nile swamps."

Jyth told Nym, "If you seek work, you are welcome here. You can begin by helping with the sheep sheering in the morning, after you have rested."

Mydra told Nym, "Moses can spend the night in our tent. He might not get any sleep, but he can just relax and let us do all the work."

Mydra's sisters laughed and began taunting Nym for his jutting erection. Jyth eventually said to Nym, "Be off with you. I'll show you the herds in the morning."

Typpo was correct about Nym's wondering eye. He had functioned for centuries on Threy where any request by a tourist for sexplay was quickly and efficiently met with action by Nym. However, since Typpo was the only one of the seven sisters who was ovulating regularly, it was not much of a surprise when she became pregnant and was married to Nym by Jyth. That night, Typpo finally had a chance to be alone with Nym. He was thinking about the meaning of 'tryp'At' that he could see in the thoughts of Typpo that she shared with him telepathically. After they shared a long sexplay session inside their tent, Nym places his hand on her abdomen and asked Typpo, "So, your little alien is growing inside you?"

"I'm already a month along and synapex linked to Gyrso."

"Synapex?"

Typpo and Gyrso.

"A way to link together our endosymbionts. I'll be training up Gyrso's telepathic mind pattern and you can help with that process."

Nym admitted, "I'm still astounded to find that there are telepathic alien-human hybrids on Earth."

"Yes, of course the non-telepathic humans of Earth cannot be told the truth. They would resent my telepathic abilities." Tara was following Nym's thoughts. "I can't tell you the future of your children."

"I'm trying to imagine the far future, in the ages to come." He was trying to imagine how herders of sheep and goats could be told about the idea of artificial life-forms and transcendence into the Hierion Domain. Typpo's sisters lived for the present and gave no thought to death or the possibility of a life beyond Earth.

Typpo re-arranged the femtobot components of her body, taking on the form of her natural tryp'At body. For the moment, she kept her penis hidden inside its sheath in her abdomen. Nym had already seen Tara's tryp'At body in her thoughts, but now he feasted his eyes on her alien beauty. Typpo said, "I wish you luck with your great project."

"I was hoping for more than good wishes. I don't know what to do."

"I've seen some of the future when artificial life-forms will become common on Earth, but it is best if you not know too much of the future. You must follow your programming and do what you can to help advance civilization on Earth."

"Your sisters speak of a great god on the summit of Mt. Syny."

Typpo giggled. "That is silly folk-lore. However, there is a Grendel teleportation station deep under Syny. I'll show you the secret entrance to that facility. Maybe Kl'ath-Sedruth will provide you with a future vision from the Sedron Time Stream."

 Nym asked, "Grendel?"

Typpo sighed. "The Midyans call the Grendels mal'akh, messengers of Kl'ath-Sedruth. Kl'ath-Sedruth is the local god of Mt. Syny. Of course, you already know Kl'ath-Sedruth, the sedronite who sent you here. The Grendels were more active in the past, during the centuries when I was spreading the Ekcolir gene patterns among the people of Earth, but they still sometimes operate among the human population of Earth, mainly to continue that project of spreading useful gene combinations, although that is most efficiently accomplished through programming of the Bimanoid Interface. Natural evolutionary genetic change is favored, however, since in the future humans will study the ancient origins of their gene patterns and the bumpha want to leave behind no evidence that aliens have guided human evolution. You can ask Kl'ath-Sedruth for details."

Nym had just discovered Tara's allzaurish and there was no further talk until Nym had thoroughly explored Tara's back vagina. Then, well before sunrise, Tara took Nym to the secret alien facility under Mt. Syny. Waiting for them there was Tyhry who greeted Nym, "Good to see that you are getting integrated into human society." She turned to Tara and said, "I'm one of your clone sisters, from your future." Tyhry placed a hand on Tara's belly. "I can sense two femtozoans inside you."

Tara was not familiar with that term. "Femtozoan?"

Tyhry giggled and told Tara, "You can ask Kl'ath-Sedruth for details. "Tyhry turned to Nym and asked, "Tell me, are you happy here with Tara?"

"Yes, I am. Typpo is a good teacher. I am learning about the people of this era. I could not ask for more interesting and challenging work, although I fear that progress is slow. Actually, I don't think I've accomplished anything... yet."

Tara rubbed her belly and told Nym, "You helped me make Gyrso."

Tyhry patted Nym on his shoulder. "That you are happy is what I wanted to hear." She turned away from the robot. Speaking over her shoulder she said, "Well, I may stop by again to check on progress. Have fun you two." Tyhry exited from the Simulation. Knowing well the history of the Final Reality, Tyhry never bothered to return to see the version of Earth that was created by Nym.

Next: Part 6 of the Mosy Saga.

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Tyhry visits New York.

 Below on this page is Part 9 of the science fiction story "The Fesarians". Tyhry has just returned from investigating New York in the year 1939 inside the Ekcolir Reality Simulation where she explored the origins of a science fiction magazine called Rational Wonder Stories.

Tyhry has just attempted her first ever download of the memories from a probot by making use of the Sedron Time Stream to store the vast amounts of information that had accumulated in the mind of a probot that was playing the role of Assistant Editor Fendy Malentyr during the Rational Wonder Stories Intervention on Earth. Fendy (a probot) had been trained for her mission on Earth by Nyrtia. 

The science fiction genre had been created in the Ekcolir Reality and magazines like Rational Wonder Stories played a key role in shaping the anti-Fru movement on Earth. 

Are three femtozoan crȩolitɝ better than two?

 Human Destiny in the Stars. The arrival of the alien Fru'wu on Earth in the 1950s of the Ekcolir Reality was Nyrtia's scheme, designed to transfer alien technology to the humans of Earth and allow humans to begin spreading to distant exoplanets of the galaxy. 

 Bumpha Balance. Using her strong telepathic link to the Chief Editor of Rational Wonder Stories, Sopha Unthyr, Tyhry has learned that Sopha was serving as an Interventionist agent of the bumpha. Sopha was tasked with dampening the influence and impact of Rational Wonder Stories on the minds and attitudes of science fiction story readers. 

Kl'ath-Sedruth

During her exploration of New York, Virginia in the Ekcolir Reality and while working in the offices of Rational Wonder Stories, Tyhry had been surprised to discover that Sopha was in possession of second femtozoan, her Ahpos femtozoan having been sent to Sopha of the 1930s from a far future time. 

With that second femtozoan inside her Phari endosymbiont and and providing her with knowledge of technology that would exist on Earth in the future, Sopha was able to help the techno-enthusiastic Earthlings better anticipate problems that might arise from quick adoption of advanced hierion and sedron-based alien technologies.

At the end of Part 8 of "The Fesarians", Fendy the probot was inactivated by Nyrtia during the mind download process. Now Tyhry is eager to learn from Kl'ath-Sedruth if any useful information was obtained from the memories of Fendy. 

zeptite crȩolitɝ artificial life-forms are composed of sedrons

 The zeptite crȩolitɝ. As an artificial life-form residing inside the Sedron Time Stream, Kl'ath-Sedruth could take on any convenient physical form as part of interacting with humans. 

After her visit to the New York Simulation and upon returning to her crȩolitɝ research laboratory, Tyhry wonders what bodily form will now be used by Kl'ath-Sedruth.

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  In the past, every time that Tyhry has communicated with Kl'ath-Sedruth the crȩolitɝ, that sedronite had used a different form, seemingly searching for a visual identity that would be least upsetting for humans. The events in Part 9 of "The Fesarians" continue immediately after the end of Part 8. 

Part 9 of "The Fesarians" (below) is also Part 9 of another story, Vythoth the Chresmoscopist, so readers should not be surprised when Vythoth the Fru'wu walks into Tyhry's crȩolitɝ research labotaroy.

 I have been experimenting with with various AI tools in an attempt to make illustrations for my science fiction stories such as Vythoth the Chresmoscopist and The Fesarians. The image that is shown to the right was generated by ImageFX when I asked it to make a page from a comic book that depicts artificial life-forms: the crȩolitɝ, in various forms, as crafted by Kl'ath-Sedruth.

Part 9 of Vythoth the Chresmoscopist. (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8)

Part 9 of The Fesarians (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part3)(Part 4)(Part 5)(Part 6)(Part 7)(Part 8)   

Tyhry arrived inside her nanotechnology research laboratory where an orgy was still in progress, having been initiated by Tyhry during her visit to the New York Simulation as part of Tyhry's attempt to maximally amplify her telepathic abilities. 

Three different types of crȩolitɝ.

Tyhry closed her mind to the telepathic emissions of her many replicoid copies and looked at the Viewer of her Reality Simulation equipment. On the display screen of the Reality Viewer was a shimmering depiction of the Kl'ath-Sedruth entity who was now using an intriguing humanoid appearance that reminded Tyhry of the ancient Hua. 

Tyhry telepathically reached tendrils of her mind into the Sedron Time Stream and asked Sedruth: How much did we get? Tyhry was using her newly acquired ability to shield her telepathic mind from others and directly targeting Kl'ath-Sedruth with her question. Tyhry could telepathically sense that her copy, Lexy, was nearby and Tyhry had decided to not share with Lexy all that Tyhry had learned while in the New York Simulation.

Not wanting to have to explain everything again to the many Tyhry, Marda and Anthony replicoids who had gathered in the laboratory, Kl'ath-Sedruth replied by speaking out-loud. "Patience child, although probots are a primitive form of artificial life, a simple type of crȩolitɝ, they can accumulate large amounts of information over the course of seven million years."

Tyhry whispered, "Fendy originated in the First Reality?"

Kl'ath-Sedruth corrected Tyhry, "Actually, the 'Fendy' probot originated as an old-style positronic robot in the Second Reality, but who is counting? The point is, that robot existed across a span of millions of years. I'm still assimilating all that data."

The group sexplay session in the laboratory and onboard Sedrover was now winding down and Tyhry again partially opened her telepathic mind to the gathered replicoids. Tyhry had never bothered to put her penis back into its sheath. She thought about how nice it had been to finally finally play inside Phyly's hot little vagina. One of her replicoid copies who had helped Tyhry process mail during her visit to New York placed a hand on Tyhry's erection and telepathically told Tyhry: I'm glad you finally got to ravish Phyly. The replicoid bent down and licked the last of Tyhry's semen that was dribbling out of her penis.

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Tyhry pushed her penis into her abdominal sheath and for a moment contemplated her burning desire to have a vaginal orgasm. Given her tryp'At physiology, ejaculation was always followed by an intense craving to have her lover reciprocate and as soon as possible ejaculate some klytykinin-rich semen into her vagina. However, Tyhry's sexual urges were now only a distraction from important business.

Tyhry was still telepathically linked into the Sedron Time Stream and she could now sense some of the complex thoughts that were there in the vast mind of the Kl'ath-Sedruth entity. She shouted out, "Phyly was a bumpha!"

 Kl'ath-Sedruth explained, "Tyhry, growing up during your short life, you have learned to refer to the bumpha as 'Manny', but the Manny construct was made in order to conform to your wants and desires for a delightful lover. Manny has routinely manipulated your behavior through her sexually-charged relationship with you. In the Ekcolir Reality, the bumpha had other needs and modes of operation and often appeared to humans in the form of a humanoid alien named Balok, the commander of an enormous spaceship called the Fesarius. In the context of the Sopha Intervention on Earth and the complex process of accumulating the temporal energy required for initiating the Final Reality, Balok visited Earth in 1939 and made sure that Rational Wonder Stories was founded and achieved its desired purpose."

Just then, the feathered form of Balok the bumpha appeared in a dim corner inside the nanotechnology laboratory. As all eyes in the room turned towards his flashy avian form, Balok walked towards the Viewer and spoke to Kl'ath-Sedruth, "And in this case, Sedy, I need to be here to make sure that you do not become overly exuberant in sharing the contents of Fendy's memories with Tyhry."

Kl'ath-Sedruth proclaimed, "While sharing the results of the Fendy mind download with Tyhry, I'm following your instructions to the letter, but mainly we are all bowing to the constraint imposed by Temporal Paradox. Even with my near-god-like ability to shuffle information around via the Sedron Time Stream, I can't create a Paradox in Time."

Balok waved a hand dismissively at the the image of Kl'ath-Sedruth on the Viewer display screen. "I don't have time for a discussion of the philosophy of Time." Balok took control of the Simulation and everyone there in the nanotechnology research laboratory seemed to freeze except for Balok and Tyhry. Balok placed one of his feathered hands on Tyhry's shoulder, "I trust you had fun giving me that orgasm."

Tyhry giggled, "I'm sorry to say that I was so busy trying to look into the mind of Fendy that I could not savor my orgasm when I ejaculated into your hot vagina. Maybe you'll give me a second chance?"

Balok allowed his own erection to pop out and its tip pressed against Tyhry's abdomen. "I identify as a male. If we are counting orgasms, then it is my turn to have the pleasure of ejaculating into your vaginas."

Tyhry laughed and said, "Don't get greedy. Which of my vaginas do you want to explore first?" Tyhry stroked Balok's penis which was covered with tiny downy feathers. "I'm not sure I want feathers in my vagina."

Balok suggested, "Don't knock it until you try it." But then Balok's penis seemed to disappear. "However, now is not the time for sexplay." All of the replicoids who were there in the laboratory began to move again as the Simulation System returned to its usual operating mode.

Tyhry telepathically told Balok: I want you to teach me how to pause a simulation like that.

Balok said, "My child, you must learn to respect the better judgement of the bumpha. Humans cannot be trusted with advanced technologies... at least the tryp'At have the Laws of Humanics enforced upon them." Balok told Tyhry telepathically: I trust a human-tryp-At hybrid to also bend her will to Law. "At this moment, I must be sure that Kl'ath-Sedruth does not say too much about the information obtained from the mind of the Fendy probot."

Tyhry asked the Kl'ath-Sedruth entity, "Did you see anything in in Fendy's memories about Mosy?"

Kl'ath-Sedruth replied, "Yes, the Fendy probot was involved in the Mosy Intervention, triggering the Reality Change that brought the Ekcolir Reality into existence."

Tyhry nodded. She had previously had a vision of the future, a vision of this very moment when Fendy's role in creating the Ekcolir Reality was revealed to her. However, in the past, she had not yet known or recognize Fendy when seen in that vision. Now, Kl'ath-Sedruth was showing a moving image of Fendy. Watching the Viewer, Tyhry saw the copy of Eddy that was there in the New York Simulation fork with Fendy and playing the role of Murray Constyne. Next, Tyhry herself could be seen. Tyhry realized that she was watching a replay of events from inside the New York Simulation fork that Tyhry had just emerged from. Tyhry wondered how her father was getting along with Asimov and Janyt inside that Simulation fork as it continued to run. For a moment, Tyhry experience some cognitive dissonance as she thought about Simulations within Simulations.

Tyhry shook her head and tried to order her swirling thoughts. She turned to Balok and asked, "So tell me, why did you write that silly story about chromosome plasm?"

Balok chuckled, "When using Reality Viewing technology, I can search for optimal paths towards a desired future. In the case of creating the Final Reality, the relationship between the Fru'wu and the humans of Earth is at the fulcrum of a temporal inflection point. Even a small change in human perceptions of the Fru'wu has a large effect on the environmental catastrophe that that befalls Earth in the Ekcolir Reality and on the.... flavor... of the Final Reality." 

Balok chuckled in a musical bird-like fashion. "Some versions of the Final Reality that I have Viewed are better than others... they are quite tasty. Others stink. I carefully crafted that 'silly' story so as the irritate Asimov and set in motion the events that eventually led to the departure of Sopha from Rational Wonder Stories. That was crucial for shaping the Anti-Fru movement and adding large amounts of temporal energy to Earth's Reality Chain that could be used to bring into existence a version of the Final Reality that had desirable features."

Tyhry could now see the pretty Phyly in the Simulation fork replay that continued on the Viewer screen. She mused, "Desireable?" 

Balok nodded his bird-like head. "Yes, little details like the Final Reality, including a wildly adventurous nanite programmer named Tyhry who would initiate the process of human telepaths spreading outwards from Earth to colonize millions of exoplanets in the galaxy."

Just then, Lexy, Systolina and Vythoth arrived in the nanite research laboratory. Tyhry commented, "The three musketeers."

Vythoth approached Balok and said, "I'm surprised to see you here on Earth."

Lexy had been trained by Balok for her mission on Earth, but Systolina had never previously met Balok. However, Systolina ignored the bumpha and she immediately complained to Tyhry, "Why are you blocking me from telepathically linking to your mind?"

Tyhry glanced at Balok and then apologized to Systolina, "I'm sorry, but if you are going to bring Nym into the Ekcolir Reality, then there are some things you need to know and others that you are better off not knowing. I don't want Nym reading your mind and flying into a rage."

Lexy was telepathically communicating with Balok and she smiled when Balok patted her on the head. Then Lexy turned towards Tyhry and asked, "Must your telepathy block extend to me?"

Tyhry held up her hands and spoke loudly to everyone in the laboratory. "I've recently learned how to use in combination the potent sex hormones created by my sister, infites from the Felydyans and key probot telepathic mind patterns that were identified by one of my replicoid copies to amplify my telepathic abilities. I will be excluding you all from my thoughts as needed." Then Tyhry took hold of Systolina's hands, "So, don't take it personally, my love. We now have everything that is needed to deal with Nym." Tyhry turned her head and looked at her analogue, Lexy. "You never did tell me the nature of your mission on Earth."

Lexy shrugged. "This is how Balok operates. He'll send someone like me into the past and then an Interventionist agent like me simply must wait while integrating into human society."

Tyhry nodded. "I know what you mean. One of our X-sisters named Sopha was sent to Earth, then after many decades had passed, she was able to carry out her mission when a femtozoan from the future was put into her Phari endosymbiont." Tyhry looked at Balok.

Balok explained to Tyhry, "Yes, I sent the Ahpos femtozoan into the past as part of the Rational Wonder Stories Intervention." Now Balok put an arm around Lexy. "Lexy, I am here today because this was to be the day when I finally provided you with the details of your mission. However, we are now inside a Simulation of Reality where Tyhry has altered the historical timeline of Earth."

Tyhry told Balok, "That makes no difference. I have need of Lexy so that I can complete the promise that I made to Systolina."

Lexy asked Tyhry, "What do you mean, 'X-sisters'?"

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Tyhry explained, "In the far future of the Asimov Reality, a human-tryp'At hybrid was crafted... I call her 'X'. X was useful and because of her special abilities, many copies of her were made and used in the role of an Interventionist agent in the past of the Asimov Reality, in the Ekcolir Reality and also in the Final Reality. Tyhry placed a hand on one of Lexy's large breasts and said, "Lexy, I am one such copy of X and you are another."

Balok announced, "I believe that Tyhry has everything under control... for now, so I will depart."

Tyhry told Balok, "You still owe me a vaginal orgasm."

"When you visit your father in the New York fork, I'll be there waiting for you, as Phyly." Balok emitted more of his musical bird-like laughter and disappeared from the laboratory. 

Lexy said, "I thought Balok was going to tell me the details of my mission."

Now stroking and stimulating one of Lexy's big erect nipples, Tyhry told Lexy, "I've viewed your mission, but due to temporal paradox restrictions, you cannot know too much about your future. All I can say is that you now have everything that you need in order to complete your mission. However, as Balok said, just by being here for a few years, I have completely messed up the timeline of Earth as it exists in this Simulation of the Ekcolir Reality. In Balok's original plan, he introduced you to a probot who had been stationed on Earth for twenty years during which several Anti-Fru science fiction stories were written."

Vythoth said, "Let me guess. You are talking about Phyl Dyk."

Tyhry giggled. "Yes. Were this the original timeline of the Ekcolir Reality, today would have marked the end of Dyk's science fiction writing career. Balok would have introduced Dyk to Lexy and she would have completed Dyk's training for his new mission."

Systolina said, "I begin to understand." Systolina had been watching the Viewer where Kl'ath-Sedruth continued to replay images from the New York fork. On the display screen was Eddy engaged in sexplay with Janyt. Systolina was always interested in new ideas for how to sexually entertain humans, and Janyt was performing some remarkably gymnastic moves on Eddy's big tryp'At-style penis. Systolina ordered Kl'ath-Sedruth, "Show me Mosy at the time of his death."

Kl'ath-Sedruth put on the display screen what Systolina and Tyhry has previously viewed: the final moments of Mosy's life as he died of heat stroke and dehydration. When she had first seen the death of Mosy, she has been traumatized, but now she said, "Move ahead in time." On the screen, a time-lapse effect was initiated. Then Systolina added, "Stop when Mosy's body is discovered."

After another thirty seconds of high-speed playback of the past which included some wolves eating part of Mosy's body, The image froze. There on the screen and looking down on the dead Mosy was another copy of Tyhry.

Tyhry said, "Yes, of course. Another X-clone."

Some infites from Balok now activated in her mind and Lexy recognized the scene that was being displayed by the Viewer. "After training the Dyk probot and familiarizing him with his mission, we were to go back in time. I was to dispose of the body of the biological Mosy and Dyk the probot was to live in that era and take the place of Mosy."

Tyhry explained, "Of course, the life of Mosy could not be allowed to end at age 20, not in the Final Reality where the Moses legend grew out of the events that took place during Mosy's long life. And I suppose that Dyk was given an adventure in the role of Mosy as compensation or reward for the role he had played on Earth as a kind of ambassador for the Fru'wu."

Now the display screen of the Viewer was over-laid with flashing yellow letters from some unknown language. By the wonders of the Simulation System, that message was translated for her and Tyhry knew what the message said. She read it off, in English, a language that had never existed in the Ekcolir Reality. "Reality Change Initiated."

Vythoth spoke with wonder in his voice. "This event, the lonely death of a young man in the desert, is what triggered the Final Reality to come into existence?"

Tyhry contemplates the Dyk probot.

Tyhry nodded. "Exactly, but better to say: the non-death of Mosy. In the Ekcolir Reality, Mosy died and there never were any religions on Earth that included the Moses legend. Also, in the Ekcolir Reality, there was never a Roman Empire and a maternalistic Etruscan Empire dominated Western civilization. However, in the Final Reality, the Dyk probot stepped into Earth's historical timeline and was the origin of the Moses legend that eventually got written down in the Torah."

Systolina concisely summarized the Mosy Intervention. "A copy of me was sent to kill Mosy."

Tyhry added, "That probot, a version of you, was sent to Earth by Interventionists who wanted to create a future where technological advancements were accelerated and Earth would be ready to welcome First Contact with the alien Fru'wu in the 1950s."

Systolina continued, "But to create the Final Reality, Lexy took Dyk into the past."

Lexy asked, "Where is Dyk?"

Tyhry giggled and massaged the tip of her penis where it was barely concealed by her short skirt. "Balok bowed to my needs and pulled Dyk out of this Simulation of the Ekcolir Reality... taking him who knows where? And so now we can bring Nym here. In a very real sense, I created Nym the religious fanatic. Rather than allow Nym to make Systolina's life hellish inside her fork of the Asimov Reality, I'll bring him into a simulation of the Ekcolir Reality to meet Lexy." Tyhry laughed loudly and with great relief. "I have been developing some skill in programming infites, but I'm just a beginner. Nym will need his thoughts to be carefully modified, allowing him to embrace the role of Moses."

Lexy cried out, "Yes. And Balok gave me the needed infites that we can use to reprogram Nym!"

Vythoth asked Tyhry, "So, now you will bring the Nym probot here, to the Ekcolir Reality?"

Tyhry shook her head. "No, I have contaminated this fork of the Ekcolir Reality. However, I can easily start a new Fork of the Simulation in which Sedrover was never built. Tyhry took one hand of Systolina and one hand of Lexy and pulled them towards the portal of the Reality Simulation System. She told Kl'ath-Sedruth, "Make it so!" Tyhry, Systolina and Lexy passed into a new Simulation fork of the Ekcolir Reality where Nym was already waiting for them.

Next: Part 10 of Vythoth the Chresmoscopist.

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Below on this page is Part 8 of the science fiction story "The Fesarians". Tyhry is inside the Reality Simulation System and investigating the unlikely existence of a science fiction magazine called Rational Wonder Stories. Issac Asimov appears to have provided the funding for the magazine, but what was the source of his money?

The prime suspect in Tyhry's investigation of the mysterious origins of Rational Wonder Stories is Fendy Malentyr, a friend of Issac Asimov who is appointed by Asimov as the assistant editor of Rational Wonder Stories.

Having positioned herself as an employee within the editorial offices of Rational Wonder Stories, Tyhry is puzzled by the fact that the Chief Editor, Sopha Unthyr, has two femtozoans. Unable to determine the origin of Sopha's extra femtozoan, Tyhry directs her efforts towards establishing a synapex mind link to Fendy.

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Tyhry was waiting for assistant editor Fendy Malentyr to arrive for work at the editorial offices of Rational Wonder Stories magazine. Tyhry had arrived for work in the company of Phyly Tinqur, manager of the magazine's subscriptions department. Phyly now had an assistant who did most of the management of customer subscriptions and so Phyly could now devote her efforts to marketing... and playing with Tyhry. 

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As usual, Tyhry and Phyly had spent the night together. When sleeping with Phyly, Tyhry adopted the body form of a conventional Earth woman so as not to have to hide her natural anatomic features; those of a human-tryp'At hybrid, an hermaphrodite with an H chromosome, pointy ears, large eyes, four breasts, a retractable penis and two vaginas. Even without deploying her penis, Tyhry had made sure that Phyly got very little sleep. 

Phyly was now leaning against Tyhry's desk and was enjoying one last little orgasm before the work day began. Tyhry took her tongue off of the stiff glans of Phyly's clitoris and said, "There you go... now we are even again." Tyhry was meticulous about keeping track of their orgasms and she made sure that she did not selfishly get more orgasms than she provided to Phyly. The mind pattern of Phyly was quite different than Tyhry's and without a shared telepathic linkage they seldom synchronized their orgasms and had never shared an orgasm trance. 

Tyhry could at any time pop herself out of the New Your Simulator and find a willing sexplay partner back in her nanite research lab in the future of the Ekcolir Reality, so she was still getting a reasonable number of orgasm trances while working on her investigation of the mysterious origins of Rational Wonder Stories. 

The same could not be said for Tyhry's boss. Sadly, Sopha had only one way of entering into orgasm trances and that was under the control of her two femtozoans. And rather perversely, her Ahpos femtozoan was seldom in "the mood" for telepathic sexplay with Sopha's original femtozoan. Worse still, Sopha had no conscious awareness of the presence of the two femtozoans inside her Phari endosymbiont, so when those powerful orgasms did arrive, all she could do was enjoy them while they lasted, and later wonder where they came from.

Now having provided Phyly with her fifth orgasm of the morning, Tyhry decided this might be a good time to get more intimate with the girl. Tyhry handed Phyly a tissue and asked her, "Are you writing any more stories?"

Phyly was now playing with her incredibly stiff clitoral erection and wiping up her vaginal secretions that had flowed onto the polished surface of Tyhry's desk. "You keep me so busy, I have not had time to write."

Tyhry was brushing her amazing nanite-generated hair and pretending that it needed to be brushed. "Well, your fans are expecting part three of 'Chromosome Plasm'. The deadline for submissions to issue three is today."

Phyly pulled up her skirt and tossed the soggy tissue into the trash basket, pausing first to sniff her secretions. Since becoming Tyhry's lover, her vaginal secretions had become luxuriant and they had taken on the same spicy smell that clung to Tyhry's hot little vagina. "I don't know why you keep talking about part three. There is no part three. The story is already complete."

Tyhry has seen the future and knew that in the original timeline of the Ekcolir Reality, there had been a part three of the story published in issue three of Rational Wonder Stories. Apparently Tyhry's presence in this Reality Simulation had derailed the creation of that story sequel.

Fendy barged into Tyhry's office without knocking and said, "There you are."

Tyhry told Fendy, "We were just discussing part three of 'Chromosome Plasm'. You are going to love it." Tyhry was teasing Fendy. Part 1 of 'Chromosome Plasm' had deeply offended many readers of Rational Wonder Stories and Asimov had insisted that no other such debacles ever contaminate the rational pages of Rational Wonder Stories.

Fendy made a face and stuck out her tongue. "Spare me." Phyly laughed and threw her arms around Fendy and tried to suck Fendy's tongue out of her mouth. When Phyly failed in that attempt, Fendy kissed the girl's cute nose and went to sit on the corner of Tyhry's desk. Tyhry sank down into her chair and continued brushing her hair. Phyly departed and went to her office. Fendy asked Tyhry, "Are you trying to make sure that Phyly publishes no more of her silly stories in Rational Wonder Stories?"

As usual, Tyhry was telepathically searching for some way to penetrate into the depths of Fendy's mind. Suddenly, like a bucket of ice water in her face, Fendy's language-like thoughts were there in Tyhry's mind: I'm impressed, you are on track to single-handedly reduce Sopha's term as Editor from a year to six months. She's now thinking about quitting and starting her own magazine.

Tyhry directed her own telepathic thoughts towards Fendy: So, you do have telepathic abilities. Tyhry instantly intensified her efforts to wiggle deep into Fendy's thoughts.

Fendy went back to speaking and Tyhry felt the edge of Fendy's mind again slip away. "I've been watching your thoughts for the past month. Nyrtia finally instructed me to confront you." Fendy reached out and placed a hand against Tyhry's head. "What are all these thoughts about Mosy that continually swirl in your mind?"

Tyhry was again frustrated by her inability to telepathically access Fendy's mind. Tyhry wondered: Exactly what is it that Fendy and Nyrtia are hiding? "I'm studying this Reality in order to learn how the Final Reality was brought into existence. Somehow, the death -or life- of Mosy controls the shape of the Final Reality." Tyhry put away her hair brush.

"And you plan to perform an experiment, inserting Nymerya Coryn into a Simulation of this Reality?" Fendy pushed her fingers deep into the sparkling cloud of Tyhry's hair gorgeous and touched the pointed tip of her ear. "What do you hope to learn?"

Tyhry wondered if it had been difficult for Fendy to spend the past month pretending to be unaware of Tyhry's tryp'At anatomical features. "I promised to help my friend Systolina with a problem. By transferring Nym into this Reality I hope to provide him with an interesting life and also solve Systolina's problem."

Fendy shook her head. "But it is all so fruitless. What happens inside these Simulations of Reality is not important."

Tyhry shook her head. "It is important to me. I'm constrained by something quite like the Laws of Robotics... a version of behavioral ethical guidelines that are suitable for telepathic people. I have to help people. I have no choice in that!"

"Simulated people?"

A probot of the First Reality.

"Systolina is real. My behavioral programming makes no distinction between people like my father and humanoid robots like Systolina."

"Simulated robots."

Tyhry laughed. "Yes, simulated robots, like you."

"What makes you think I am a robot?" Fendy walked around the desk and approached Tyhry.

"My childhood probot friend, Anthony, was able to keep me from reading his mind for twenty years. That brief peek that you just gave me of your telepathic mind pattern revealed your nature to me: one of Nyrtia's probot agents on Earth."

Fendy continued to explore Tyhry's body and now Fendy's hand felt the elastic band that confined Tyhry's two small lower breasts. Then Fendy's hand continued downwards. Fendy slipped her hand up under the hem of Tyhry's skirt and massaged the tip of Tyhry's penis where it pressed out against her tight elastic panties that were preventing her erection from popping out of its sheath. Fendy suggested, "I suppose you still hope that I will allow you to access my mind." With her other hand, Fendy began playing with one of Tyhry's erect nipples, stimulating its sensitive pressure sensors with her soft finger tips.

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Tyhry was enjoying the way Fendy was stoking her nipple and her penis through the thin fabric of her nanite-generated clothing. Tyhry gave thanks for the wonders of the H chromosome that made possible the creation of human hermaphrodites who could enjoy having both a penis and a vagina. Tyhry allowed the clothing nanites that Fendy was touching to dissolve and now Fendy's hot soft finger tips were in direct contact with Tyhry's engorged and erect tissues. Tyhry asked, "Why do you resist? If this is just a simulation, then what can it matter if I see your thoughts and probe your memories?"

Fendy speculated, "I suppose I must know some of Nyrtia's big secrets, so she does not want you snooping around in my memories."

Tyhry wondered if Fendy would simply answer some questions. "Where did Asimov get the money to found this magazine?"

Fendy explained, "Yes, Nyrtia provided the money. Somehow she arranged for Asimov to obtain a winning Virginia lottery ticket."

Tyhry giggled. "Sneaky."

Fendy added, "But Balok accepted that modification of the timeline and provided Sopha with a second femtozoan, making her more accommodating of Asimov's meddling in her editorial decisions. I've Viewed the future. Everything works out fine with these alterations to the timeline. Then you show up here in this Simulation and mess everything up."

Tyhry was skeptical. "Everything?"

Fendy asked, "You expect your father to take over as the editor of Rational Wonder Stories?"

Tyhry had considered that as a birthday gift for her father. "Why not? He loves science fiction and he's enjoy working with Asimov to grow and expand Rational Wonder Stories."

"I see in your mind that Eddy is a scientist. I doubt if he'd waste his time living out some absurd fantasy inside of a Simulation."

Tyhry noted, "This is a mini-Simulation, running at high speed. I've been here for over a month local time, but only an hour has passed in the final Reality."

Fendy sighed. "Fine. Whatever. I just can't take you seriously. I think I'll go on vacation. I've always wanted to see Australia and the Great Reef." Fendy departed from Tyhry's office, leaving her in an acute state of sexual excitement. Tyhry popped herself out of the Simulation and returned to her nanite research lab. She grabbed the Marda replicoid who was there in the laboratory and quickly had her penis inside the replicoid's hot little vagina. After Tyhry passed through a brief orgasm trance, she was recovering her normal consciousness and the replicoid asked, "No luck with Fendy?"

"I confirmed that she is Nyrtia's agent, but Fendy is cautious. I doubt if I can gain access to her memories."

The Marda replicoid asked, "If you can't deal with Fendy's telepathic mind, what chance do you have of reprogramming Nym?"

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"Apparently not much, unless Nym is simply a less sophisticated style of robot." The only thing tempting Tyhry to return to the New York Simulation was those mysterious visions of sexplay with Asimov and Fendy. Tyhry pulled her stiff penis out of the replicoid and stood up. She was thinking about the family vacation on Threy and the idea that maybe she needed help. But how could Eddy help her get a synapex connection to Fendy's mind? Tyhry reverted her femtobot components to their program for simulating human anatomy and she returned to her home in Arizona.

When she arrived, Eddy and Zeta were not at home. Anthony indulged Tyhry in a long sexplay session then Tyhry began to sense the telepathic mind of her replicoid copy who had accompanied her parents to Sedona for the day. Tyhry went to her father's computer and brought up View of the Rational Wonder Stories office where Fendy edited manuscripts for scientific coherence. Tyhry put in a program to quickly scan through each day when Fendy was at work there in her office. Waiting for her father to come in from the garage, Tyhry thought about her replicoid copy who with time and persistence had learned Anthony's robotic mind pattern. She asked herself: what if Fendy has the same mind pattern?

The replicoid stayed in the garage to do some routine maintenance on the flying car that she had just used to fly Eddy and Zeta to Sedona for the day. Zeta breezed right past Tyhry, grabbed Anthony and took him to the spa for a sexplay session. Eddy came inside the house, visited the bathroom then approached Tyhry. Pointing at the computer screen he asked, "How go things in the Ekcolir Reality?"

Tyhry had found what she was searching for: a day when Asimov had visited Fendy's office. Tyhry gestured towards the image of Asimov that was displayed on the Viewer and told her father, "Fine, I suppose, although my presence has begun to cause problems for Rational Wonder Stories. The Editor is going to quit."

Eddy looked at the image of Asimov on the screen and asked, "Who's that cute girl with Asimov?"

"A scientist friend of Asimov's who he appointed as the Assistant Editor of Rational Wonder Stories."

"She seems like an obvious choice to replace Sopha as Chief Editor."

"I have someone else in mind for the position. You."

Eddy laughed loudly and then noticed that Tyhry was serious. "You cant be serious."

Tyhry insisted, "You have a birthday coming up. This is my gift to you."

Eddy shook his head and asked, "Have you no common sense? Birthday gifts are things like going out to eat in Sedona at one of the few restaurants I can tolerate. What's the point of me taking on the annoying task of editing a magazine?"

"I thought maybe you'd like to spend some more time with Asimov."

"That young chemistry nerd? No sale." Eddy could telepathically sense Zeta achieving a delightful orgasm out in the spa. His penis was growing stiff inside his pants. In his mind, he started fantasizing about the possibility of sexplay with the very cute Fendy.

Telepathically following her father's erotic thoughts, Tyhry told him, "I want to ravish Fendy myself and get a synapex link into her mind. This might be my chance to finally learn the location of Nyrtia's secret base in the Hierion Domain."

Eddy chuckled and commented, "That is fool's gold. If Manny can't learn Nyrtia's secrets, what chance do you have?"

"Maybe Nyrtia underestimates me... and my replicoid copies." Tyhry was actually more interested in understanding Mosy's role in creating the Final Reality. She did not take seriously the idea that she might learn the location of Nyrtia's secret base. "Think about it, It would be fun to spend a few months with Asimov." She gestured towards the image of Asimov and Fendy on the screen. "Time passes quickly in that New York Simulation fork, you'd only be away for the duration of two or three of Zeta's Anthony-generated orgasms."

Tyhry went to the garage and for a short time helped the replicoid make an adjustment to the flying car's suspension which took a beating during landings. Then Tyhry told her replicoid, "Let's link up." Tyhry relaxed the programming of her femtobot components and merged herself into the structure of her replicoid copy. First, Tyhry transferred her own recently-obtained knowledge of femtobot reprogramming into the replicoid who had spent years living with Eddy and Zeta since she had first been made as a copy of Tyhry. Then both copies of Tyhry fused and exchanged all of their unique knowledge and memories from the past two years. Reassembling their human bodies, the two Tyhry's were now almost identical again, as they had been at the "birth" of the copy. There was no real need for Tyhry to speak; it was clear in her thoughts: "Stay here and take care of mom and dad. I'm returning to the New York Simulation."

 Returning inside, Zeta was on top of Eddy in the big easy chair in the living room. Tyhry said, "Let's make a deal, mom. We both want Eddy. He has always resisted the idea of me making a copy of him, but I could take his copy into the Simulator and leave dad here to play with you."

Zeta was enthusiastically rubbing her big Neanderthal-style clitoris against Eddy. "That makes sense to me."

Eddy told Tyhry, "You know that I despise the idea of having copy of me running around."

Tyhry said, "After I'm done with the New York Simulation, I'll erase it, and your copy."

Eddy stood up and pulled his erection of of Zeta's vagina. He told Tyhry, "Hurry up."

Tyhry quickly made a replicoid copy of Eddy for inside the New York Simulation and then Eddy picked up Zeta and took her down the hallway to their bedroom. Tyhry passed into the Simulation at a time fifteen minutes after the point in time to which she has sent the copy of her father. They were inside the apartment that Tyhry was using as her pretend home in the New Your Simulation. She actually spent very little time there, only when she had a lover to entertain. Eddy had taken a long cold shower and was now pulling on his clothing. The Simulator had provided him with a version of his thirty year old body and a set of clothing that was in the 1939 style of the Ekcolir Reality. Tyhry told her father, "Let's go. We'll walk. It is only a block to the office."

During the walk Eddy studied the difference between New York streets of the Ekcolir Reality and what was normal for the Final Reality. The most notable difference was the fact that public nudity was common in the Ekcolir Reality. Eddy was enjoying the sight of bouncing breasts when Tyhry said, "You are getting another erection. Try to control yourself, unless you want to impress Asimov with your big penis."

Eddy said, "I can control myself under normal conditions, but I still have some of Rylla's engineered hormones in my system."

"I should have flushed them out of your body, but they may be useful. Do you want to use your real name? This is your chance to get creative."

"If you are serious about me being a science fiction magazine editor then maybe I should impersonate someone from this Reality."

"That could be dangerous. Fendy is a probot and she will immediately detect any lie that you tell... unless..." Tyhry took Eddy into the Cal Bistro and said, "Wait here for one hour, then come to the office. I'll try to have everything ready for you. When you arrive, pretend to be Murray Constyne."

Eddy asked, "The author of 'Reality Viewing'? His story ideas all originated from a replicoid copy in residence at the Writers Block. But 'he' was actually a woman."

"That's fine, nobody here knows that."

Eddy was no longer really listening to Tyhry. He was watching a female customer who had just entered the Bistro. Her cute breasts were not covered and they were part of an artful display made by her open-top bra. Eddy walked up to her and tried to stop looking at her bright pink nipples. He said, "Care to join me for lunch? I'm Eddy."

The woman looked carefully at Eddy and noted the big bulge in his pants. She said, "Sure, that would be nice. I dislike eating alone, but I only have an hour for lunch, so don't expect anything more... for now. I'm Janyt." She winked at Eddy and added, "If you do find yourself expecting more, I'm also free for dinner this evening."

Tyhry watched Eddy and Janyt go off together and sit at a table. Tyhry first popped out of the Simulation then quickly returned, arriving inside her office in the Rational Wonder Stories suit, now holding a sheet of paper in her hand that she had prepared back in her nanite research lab. She put her copy (who was there working) into the pattern buffer of the Simulator System and exited from her office and went right into Fendy's office where she was discussing a new science fiction story with Asimov.

Fendy looked up and said, "Did you change your clothes?"

Tyhry knew that she had made another mistake by not matching her clothing to that of her copy, but apparently Fendy had not noticed that she was a different Tyhry than the woman who had been in Tyhry's office just a minute earlier. "Wow, I'm excited to learn that you notice my clothing, Fendy. You are always so serious and business minded." Tyhry was busy sending her memory shifting infites into Asimov and trying to guide his thinking in a desirable direction.

Asimov told Tyhry, "Fendy is here to do a job. It takes all her time to root out the scientific nonsense that is submitted for publication in Rational Wonder Stories." Asimov admired Tyhry's sexy body and finally noticed the letter that she was holding.

Meanwhile, Fendy was saying to Tyhry, "Why should I waste time looking at you? You spend all your time with your cute little English majorette, Phyly."

Asimov asked Tyhry, "Interesting letter?"

Tyhry handed the letter to Asimov and told him, "A letter from Murray Constyne, the author of 'Reality Viewing', which was published in 1934."

Fendy was well aware of Murray Constyne, who had been part of her training for this mission to Earth. Fendy knew that 'Murray Constantine' was actually a woman named Kathy who was known to have a replicoid copy in the Writers Block that sent story ideas to Kathy on Earth. Fendy was now frustrated by the fact that she could no longer telepathically monitor all of Tyhry's on-going thought processes. Something had changed. Each of Tyhry's thought trails now led to a telepathic end point, a mysterious blockage.

science fiction in the Ekcolir Reality

Asimov said, "Murray Constyne... I love his novel 'Synapex Mind Link'. He's coming for a visit!"

While staring at Tyhry and trying to penetrate her telepathic mind block, Fendy asked, "What for?"

Asimov looked up from the letter. "Constyne likes Rational Wonder Stories and is offering to help."

Tyhry mused, "Think of all the reviewers who said that Constyne wrote too well to be a science fiction story writer."

Fendy said, "Constyne has not published any science fiction since 1934."

Asimov handed the letter back to Tyhry and noted, "As far as I know, nobody has ever seen Constyne. He's never attended the conventions. He explicitly says in the letter that he has retired and stopped writing."

Tyhry told Asimov, "You better invent a staff position for Constyne. We can't afford to let him slip away if he is interested in helping us with the magazine."

Asimov threw his hands up in the air. "He's expecting to drop by today. He could be here at any time!" Asimov asked Tyhry, "Do we need any more staff for the magazine?"

Tyhry replied, "Constyne is not going to take a position in the mail room, even if I do the work of three people."

Neither Sopha or Asimov understood how Tyhry got so much work done so quickly without ever even seeming to be in a hurry. Fendy could see that Asimov was contemplating the possibility that Constyne could take over as Chief Editor of Rational Wonder Stories.

Fendy complained, "Why such an uproar? If Constyne walks through the door you are going to offer him a job?"

Under the influence of Tyhry's mind-adjusting nanites, hiring Constyne seemed like a logical strategy to Asimov. He told Fendy, "I've heard rumors that Sopha is looking for a new job. I have to plan for her replacement."

Fendy said, "As assistant editor, I'm the logical next Chief Editor."

Asimov shook his head. "You don't have enough experience. You are a young scientist moonlighting in the publishing industry, correcting proofs."

Tyhry took Asimov's arm and used her nanites to put some klytykinin-2B into his body. "I agree, it would be amazing to have Constyne on staff!"

Asimov went to Sopha's office, which was empty. He bellowed, "Where is she?"

Tyhry told Asimov, "She has not been in the office today. She's probably interviewing for the open Editor slot at Space Stories Digest."

Asimov muttered, "That would be a good place for her, with all the mushy space opera they publish."

Just then, Eddy arrived and Tyhry sent a swarm of her infites into her father. Those infites would provide Eddy with complete knowledge of Rational Wonder Stories and everything else that Tyhry had learned by living inside the New York Simulation fork for the past month. Asimov gave Eddy a tour and introduced Eddy to Phyly. Eventually they all went into Sopha's office which was used for weekly staff meeting and had a half dozen chairs. 

Eddy was trying to chat up the cute Phyly and they started brain storming a sequel story to 'Chromosome Plasm'. Eddy was advocating a story about genome sequencing, but in the Ekcolir reality the structure of DNA had only recently been solved and Phyly could not understand the concept of base-paring. Eddy told Phyly, "I'll tutor you in genetics then you can write the story." He was holding Phyly's hand and now he patted her hand reassuringly.

Tyhry did not like seeing her father flirting with Phyly, but she told herself that Eddy was just getting into playing the role of Constyne.

Conversation spread to Constyne's novel 'Synapex Mind Link'. Asimov asked, "How were the nanites supposed to integrate with biological axons?" 

Eddy chuckled and told Asimov, "Well Isaac, I suggest that you not give that too much thought. Who knows anything about nanotechnology? Someday there might be engineers who can program nanites, but that is for the future."

Asimov said, "Nanite programming? Of course, just like computer programming. Marvelous! Could you write a speculative science piece for Rational Wonder Stories about nanite programming?

Eddy shrugged. "I've given up writing. I'm more interested in helping young writers develop. My daughter Rylla is a good example. She has written many interesting stories."

Asimov asked, "Murray, you have a family? And children? Nobody in science fiction fandom seems to know anything about your personal life. And I must say, you seem so young!"

Higher math: "You owe me an orgasm."

Eddy nodded. "I take care of myself, but I'm on the high side of fifty now. That's why I retired from writing... that is a young man's game." He paused and winked at Fendy, "Or woman."  

Phyly said, "You are not old." She was looking closely at he wrinkle-free face. Tyhry regretted not having added two decades to Eddy's appearance, but now she had doses of klytykinin-2B inside the bodies of both Asimov and Phyly along with her disinhibition nanites. Tyhry could telepathically sense that both Asimov and Phyly were quite sexually aroused. Tyhry was trying to ignore the growing sexual tension in the room while she carefully studied the mind pattern of Fendy and slowly pealed back layers of the robot's mind, revealing thousands of years of memories from all of the Interventionist projects that Fendy had carried out for Nyrtia.

Tyhry suggested, "It's almost quitting time, so Let's take Murray to dinner at Cal Bistro."

Asimov led the way to the restaurant, holding one of Phyly's arms while Eddy held her other arm. Behind that threesome was Tyhry and Fendy. Fendy tried to telepathically communicate with Tyhry, but now Tyhry could completely block her telepathic transmissions to the probot. Fendy asked, "Why are you blocking me? What are you up to?"

Tyhry laughed and looked down into Fendy's up-turned face. "I'm just about six feet ten inches." Tyhry wondered just how annoyed a probot might become under such circumstances: suddenly losing the ability to telepathically link into someone's mind. Tyhry was performing a stress test on the probot and hoping that she could surprise Fendy with her telepathic abilities.

Ten minutes after the group from Rational Wonder Stories was seated in the Bistro, Janyt arrived and joined the group, squeezing in beside Eddy. Tyhry went ahead and also gave Janyt the treatment: klytykinin-2B and mind-altering infites. Much alcohol was consumed during dinner and Tyhry asked her father, "Where is your hotel?"

Eddy replied, "I just got into town and went directly to the offices of Rational Wonder Stories. I did not book a hotel reservation. There must be many nice places to stay in New York."

Tyhry suggested, "Let's go to my place, it is just down the end of the block. You can crash there tonight."

Eddy asked his daughter, "Do you always invite men you just met back to your place for the night?"

Janyt was leaning against Eddy, having already given him a traditional Ekcolir Reality hand job under the table. Now she told him, "I have a better idea. You can come with me to my place."

Synapex experiment.

In the end, Fendy, Tyhry and Eddy managed to guide the tipsy Janyt and Phyly back to Tyhry's apartment where another bottle of wine was immediately opened. Tyhry made a quick visit to her nanite research laboratory and requested that the replicoids there assist her in maximizing her telepathic abilities.

Meeting on the way to and from the bathroom, Tyhry took a big dose of klytykinin-2B and told Eddy, "You keep Janyt entertained. I'm going to engage Phyly in our usual sexplay." 

Eddy ended up in Tyhry's bedroom with Janyt and since Tyhry was well practiced in getting Phyly to engage in sexplay, all she did was turn down the room lights and dump out her box of sex toys on the couch beside Phyly. In the dark, Tyhry inserted her penis into Phyly and for the first time formed a synapex link to her cervix. Soon enough, Tyhry entered into an orgasm trance state. 

Meanwhile, Fendy was carefully watching Tyhry, but finally Asimov asked, "Should we be social and join the orgy?" He'd never previously tried asking Fendy, an older "woman", to engage in sexplay.  

Just then the group mind of twenty replicoids from her nanite research lab and the Sedrover merged into Tyhry's telepathic mind space. Tyhry was by this point quite familiar with the robotic mind pattern of Fendy which was different from Anthony's in detail, but similar in its general principles. Now Tyhry tried something she had never attempted before: a download of Fendy's memories into the Sedron Domain. Tyhry was getting help from the Kl'ath-Sedruth entity that resided in the Sedron Time Stream.

Then suddenly it was all over. Asimov was dutifully working to provide Fendy with an orgasm, but he noticed that she was not responding. At all. Asimov called out, "Is she dead?"

Tyhry's replicoid-amplified telepathic group mind had shifted from having a deep telepathic access into Fendy's mind to -nothing. Tyhry exited from the orgasm trance and rushed to examine Fendy's body. Eddy arrived, flicking on the room lights and following along behind his erect penis that led the way into the room. Tyhry realized that this was the view of Fendy's naked body that she had seen in a vision of the future... a vision of the inactivated Fendy probot just laying there and not moving. Tyhry told Eddy, "It is some kind of shut-down of her positronic brain."

Eddy, Asimov and Phyly were no longer looking at the "dead" Fendy; they were visually inspecting Tyhry's beautiful tryp'At style body. And Tyhry did not care. With Fendy inactivated, there was nothing more to be accomplished inside the New York Simulation. 

Eddy asked, "But why?"

"I was downloading Fendy's memories. Nyrtia must have inactivated Fendy in an attempt to prevent me from getting a download of Fendy's vast collection of memories and Nyrtia's secrets."

Asimov pointed at Tyhry and told Eddy, "Its just like in your novel... she's some kind of hermaphrodite."

Phyly put her two hands on Tyhry's penis and asked, "You have a penis?"

Asimov said, "And four breasts?"

Tyhry explained, "I'm some sort of hybrid construct, part human, part alien. My mission is done here. I'm going to exit from this Simulation."

Eddy asked Tyhry, "Did you plan this? Now you just leave me here?"

Tyhry told the copy of her father, "I can take you away from here, but the plan was to leave you here. I did not plan to inactivate Fendy." Tyhry looked at Asimov who was the first one in the room to get his erection deflated and back in his pants. "Isaac, you need a new Assistant Editor for Rational Wonder Stories, I suggest you hire Murray to replace Fendy and train him so that he is ready to replace Sopha when she quits."

the Kl'ath-Sedruth entity

Asimov moved to the phone and said, "I suppose I must report Fendy's death to the police."

Tyhry told Asimov, "Fendy was never alive. She was robot, sent into Time as part of Nyrtia's attempt to guide the formation of the Final Reality."

Greatly intrigued by Tyhry's tryp'At  body, Phyly's probing fingers had by this time discovered both of Tyhry's vaginas. She asked Tyhry, "Final Reality?"

Tyhry giggled bent down to plant a kiss on the tip of Phyly's cute nose. "Constyne will explain it to you, but I must go. "

Eddy asked his daughter, "Will you be back?"

"Maybe. Asimov still owes me an orgasm." Tyhry popped herself out of the New York Simulation. She was eager to find out from Kl'ath-Sedruth just how much of Fendy's memories had been successfully downloaded.

Next: Part 9 of "The Fesarians".

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