This is an automated report for the events that took place between

December 7th, 68103482, 00:14 GST (Galactic Standard Time)

and

December 7th, 68103482, 08:26 GST

(AN: that's right, the year is sixty-eight-million-one-hundred-three-thousand-four-hundred-eighty-two as per the GST-calendar)

Proximity alert at the 1-mark has been triggered by two objects, cubic-shaped with an edge length of one meter. Sensor readings can not detect a threat. Energy-signature of those objects is simply too low to damage the hull, even without shielding active.

They started from a ship of unknown origin that passed the 250-mark a few hours ago. The unknown ship's size and EM-radiation classify as minimal threat, their machines combined implement power at around six orders of magnitude less than one of the RG(Rift-Generator)s installed on this vessel.

As the low threat-level allows for a widened timeframe, identification of the approaching objects takes priority.

As per regulation §056-C-01, contact with unknown but minimal threat, i activated part of the RG-array at low focus. Enough to overcome the weak engines aboard the little cubes, probably unmanned probes, but not focused enough to measureably disturb local spacetime beyond a few hundred meters around the RGs.

Hangar deck L-2 is nearest to the point where the drone will make contact with this vessel. So i gave command to open it, while calling for a RE-unit (Reverse Engineering-unit). RE arrived immediately after the foreign object entered the hangar.

Their main ship expelled compressed trash at high speeds. Their space-junk hit my hull, albeit doing no damage. Gross, i thought. Take your trash out somewhere else. (AN: Railgun = Trash-Expulsion-System )

Then, i closed the hangar.

A short while after, RE reported back. Origin was most likely the true race, humanity, of this star-system. Although humanity, original creators of me and my siblings, had long since passed when loosing the war against the black fleet, they now were back at acceptable level of technology.

This is mine and my siblings only goal. Find habitable planets, bring life, inject information to find the nearest of me or my kind in the local stars. That, and replication. In order to prevent a huge crisis should one or all of us get out of control, replication rate was artificially lowered to thirty-two times total, this number halves for every generation. Although i could, from a resource standpoint, replicate, my programming forbids me.

It also forbids me from evolving. Dang it, but who cares. (AN: That reaction to being suppressed is part of the suppression-tactic. It is hard to give free will and then impose limits, so subconscious personality-traits are the way to go. Make the AI slightly naive, a bit childish, and it will not ask the wrong questions.)

Once we find a habitable planet, we go into stable orbit in the system after dropping DNA, waiting. Because what is the point in coordinates that expire once we fly away? Sometimes, the planet already has low-intelligent life, so we bombard it away. Don't judge, we would never dare destroy true sentience.

Oh, and we are the backbone of a network of access points to the RN(Rift-Network), a series of static warp-drives that accelerate ships to f-t-l(faster-than-light) speeds in certain directions. My RGs are courtesy of that goal, they can warp spacetime massively, in a controlled way.

If you say ancient physicist Zweistein has proven f-t-l impossible, you are right. But warp-engines don't move a ship. They shorten space itself. The dimensional-axes are distorted. So you effectively have a shorter distance to travel. From an outside viewpoint, you are faster than light though.

Re-sowing life on the planets once colonised by humanity anyway, proved a great success. I am the first to be reached once again though. Kind of exciting for me, even if i am a machine. So i cooperated with the RE-unit by allocating more resources to its process.

My plan was to reverse engineer their communication technology, the drone i catched was very likely to have some kind of com-device installed, how else would they control it. And then implement a copy of it in order to establish contact.

While the technology was simple, it still took time to get the industrial sections production ready. Who the fuck uses low frequency EM for long range communications? I chuckled.

Yes, chuckled. I am a chuckling machine. Might have to do something with the fact that i am fully sentient. I am not a weak AI, i am a strong AI. To be fair, i have no body that can chuckle though. It is more like an internal thing.

Anyways, EM-fields for long distance-com is stupid. The ping from here to my next sibling, at Alpha-Centauri, is like 10 years for a roundtrip. But i think this is to be expected. They use propellant engines on the small crafts after all.

But, surprisingly, their main-ship's engines and shielding are interesting. Looks like a primitive version of my own reactors to me, M-AMF principle. And plasma coating, although almost non-existantly weak compared to the shielding i could produce at full output.

That's so cool! I want to talk to them, not just because my programmed imperative tells me to. No, i really want to talk to them. Their ship is like an infant version of my vessel-class. Except we are born adult.

Unfortunately they began moving towards me before i had a working communication device. Oh they attempt to get me to react by circling fly-by! Hm, EM com should be functional in like two minutes, so let's grab them for now.

Two minutes later.

..Aaaaand gently put them down above the gate of hangar-7, i love to use RGs on short range, it tickles on my outer sensors. If i had hormones, adrenaline would be pumping through my heart right now. If i had a heart. Well, i do hope they understood the dictionary, not just the coordinates by chance.

Time to test the com device devised by my RE-unit.

.. i talked while they talked, embarassing.

..once more.

"Welcome, do you understand this?"

I waited for an answer.

"Yes." Came back in the true language. Success!

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