Tales of the Oracli

Have you ever noticed something you cannot explain? Something you have seen which looks, sounds, feels normal but you can see it’s not? Let us look at an example then, will we? You are walking down the street, listening to your music. When you see someone, dodging and weaving, holding onto his bag for dear life. He wears a suit and tie; He looks like a businessman, but you know different, you know something that they don’t.

You have experienced things in your time. You have heard whispering from the other side. You have FIRST-HAND experience with the unexplored. Now imagine you recognise what is going on. The man running through the street. Still dodging and weaving, still holding onto his bag for dear life. But this time, he isn’t a businessman; He looks like one, but you can tell that he isn’t, that he is not from Earth.

Now depending on where you are reading this, in your room, on the train, on your device. You may enjoy this story more. Well, I say story; I suppose I mean stories. You see this book may seem like a collection of stories, but, like any good story, it builds up. You will see how the adventures of Z and X of The Oracli will build-up to one of the worst wars in the history of our universe.

I cannot tell you now, you will find out on your own. Scattered throughout the pages of this book are clues, clues that will lead to a climax. A climax that, if you end up enjoying the stories I tell. The characters I invent. Will either make you cry or make you happy beyond belief. Now that all this is over with, let me tell you about the world you are about to enter. A world beyond the imagination.

Before the universe, there was a being of unmatched power. Angered by the emptiness, he created a species of his very own, The Oracles. The Oracles were powerful, and with their power, they began experimenting. They created hundreds of planets with millions of different species.

After a few millennia of creating, their bodies wore out and faded, creating The Oracli from the dust. The Oracles were left as disembodied beings incapable of death. Meanwhile, The Oracli thrived, enjoying the universe one step at a time. The Oracles created life on every planet in the multi-verse. When developing the brain, The Oracles input a basic communications method. The Alphabet, named after the alpha species, The Oracli.

The Oracli aren’t the powered species. Their bodies, engineered to be the perfect species. They have a brain 2 times that of humans, which can hold almost 50 times more than a humans brain. They have a dual vascular system, meaning two hearts and twice the energy of a regular human. They have 5 kidneys, all where kidneys should not be. But the most defining feature of an Oracli is their powers. More notable abilities are as follows. Matter Manipulation. Renewal. Folding. And many more. They were the powerhouse of the universe.

Before long, many civilisations universe-wide had heard of The Oracli. People formed religions, there were sacrifices and everything. Oracli also ages, a “developed” Oracli is around 100 years old, the equal of an 18-year-old on Earth. At 100, now that The Oracli’s mature, they go through at least 300 years of training. Learning about different cultures, their own abilities, ways to blend in, ways to stand out. Anything else they need to know.

Now that all over with and you know the world and characters, it’s time to throw you into the deep end. I know this is short, I never meant it to be a full chapter, I suppose it’s more of a prologue, a guidebook of sorts. Now I let you through the golden gates that is my mind and into everything I have imagined.