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Planet Moloch: The Guild of Unrelenting Truth
Planet Moloch: The Guild of Unrelenting Truth
Planet Moloch: The Guild of Unrelenting Truth
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Planet Moloch: The Guild of Unrelenting Truth is a short story about a reluctant torturer. The Guild is formed as a result of a wave of violent anarchy. People are frightened and acquiesce to a Global police force with unlimited power of rendition, interrogation and execution.
The Guild uncovers and unravels a sinister network known as Magog. With the capture and execution of the top of the Magog pyramid comes the revelation of Thanatos -- a shadowy master planner and coordinator of a large planetary cabal.
The Guild develops a chemical compound that allows the transfer of memories from brain tissue. The Master Torturer is the test subject for the compound. With the influx of new memories he struggles to keep his identity and sanity while using the memories of the other to track down Thanatos.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJ Ella
Release dateFeb 24, 2011
ISBN9781458119360
Planet Moloch: The Guild of Unrelenting Truth
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J Ella

Born in the late 50's. I breezed through the Cold War and era of Mutually Assured Destruction with the oblivious mind of a child. When I emerged from the bubble I realized that both Einstein and Hendrix had passed away... Now that I am in my 50's I find that I must re-inhabit that oblivious space of my childhood. Only now I must carry on without the Friendly Giant to guide me.

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    Planet Moloch - J Ella

    Planet Moloch:

    The Guild of Unrelenting Truth

    A novella by:

    J. Ella

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    SMASHWORDS EDITION

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    Published by:

    J. Ella on Smashwords

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    Planet Moloch:

    The Guild of Unrelenting Truth

    Copyright 2011 J. Ella

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    Planet Moloch:

    The Guild of Unrelenting Truth

    Chapter One

    9000 Rungs to Enlightenment.

    Roegge Mallecon loped down the underground drift towards the escape shaft. This section was very old and was excluded from any of the tunnel maps. His head lamp cast a lonely light. The beam illuminated slick explosion-shattered rock poking through corroded rock screen. Glistening amorphous rock poured ever-so-slowly out of drilled back-bolt holes in the wall.

    He felt like ducking but repeated glances at the ceiling reassured him of sufficient clearance. Bright orange steel pus coated the overhead rock screen. The extent of the corrosion on the rock screen did not quell his angst.

    The echo of his soggy footsteps and ragged breath seemed inordinately loud. His chest hurt and his thighs were burning. His feet were wet and starting to blister. The tunnel was 18 kilometers long and he had just hit the halfway point. The hiking odometer was slapping his thigh and counting the distance. Only the old fashioned rugged spring counters could be trusted this far underground.

    Subterranean percolation and condensation effects combined to produce a constant thin rivulet of water on the floor of the drift. The smell of oxide and rock was accentuated by the humidity. The air barely moved. He heard nothing but his own sounds.

    He stopped for a moment to listen. He retrieved a small pill container from his thigh pocket and pulled his water flask from its belt retainer. He removed a pill and washed it down with the water.

    He wanted to sit and rest but the ever present film of water and fine silt muck stopped him. He could feel the slight air movement originating from the fled bunker moving in the direction of his exit.

    Roegge felt the effects of the pill within minutes. His senses became amplified and he felt invincible. He started loping with renewed vigor. He had to keep up the pace, his life was at stake.

    He became furious. His lope turned into a run. All over the world the Order of the Dynasty was falling. One by one the Dynasty strongholds were being assaulted. Many of the great families (that once ruled from the shadows) were now fugitives.

    Roegge sobbed as he remembered the televised trial and execution of his father and two younger brothers. The family estate burned in the background as the Torturer’s nano edged sword sliced through their necks. Excerpts from their interrogations were also shown in the news flash. The tools of governance that were used to exact conformity from the commons were now turned upon the ruling clans.

    Roegge's wife and two young teenage children had been captured -- used as leverage. The Guild would spare their lives in return for his surrender. He declined to surrender knowing the Guild of Unrelenting Truth would not kill them. He was shown the official recording of the interrogation. His wife was forced to watch as each child had an eye removed with a spoon.

    It was done in accordance with the torture statutes that Roegge signed into legislation.

    A Torturer from the Guild of Unrelenting Truth, clad in the traditional black cloak and hood, performed the eye removal with deft medical precision. All the Torturers from the Guild of Unrelenting Truth were graduate MD’s or veterinarians. After an eye was dangling on each child's cheek, Roegge's wife broke down and revealed the location of her husband's bunker.

    Roegge had no time for guilt. His self preservation instinct was leading. One could always find a new wife and make more babies. He compressed his feelings into a tiny box and locked it away in a dusty drawer of memory. He was a cold-hearted monster but it was not his fault, he was made that way.

    The Great Families did not come into power or maintain the Dynasty by being bound by the compassionate morality of plebeians. By the end of the 21st century the Dynasty had control of 80% of the planetary wealth.

    Most democratic governments were facilitators for the corporate world. The Great Families hid behind elaborate shell corporations which ultimately controlled the giants of industry and commerce. The big ones, in turn, constructed legislation through their groomed politicians. Popular movement policies were minimized in this way.

    The will of the people, thought Roegge as he jogged, they have no will beyond eating, copulating and shopping. Through their ignorance they shall be bound…

    His arm and ass hurt from implant removal. The medi-beads that the doctor placed in the wounds were wearing off. The implants that tracked him for his military guardians could as easily track him for the Guild of Unrelenting Truth.

    Roegge cursed Zyrus Ziteguyst in 666 unholy ways. His current life of pain and fear could be laid at the feet of Ziteguyst and the Guild of Unrelenting Truth. He stopped jogging and slowed his pace to a fast walk. Roegge’s 53 year old jogger's heart could not take the pace despite his fear and the battle stims.

    War against the Red Faction was almost within reach. A hundred years of manipulation for global dominance by the Dynasty was held in check by the determination and cleverness of the Red Faction. Their financial and industrial activities could not be manipulated into depressions, recessions, weak money or strong money since they did not belong to the Central Banking Cartel.

    Roegge’s great grandfather profited from his generation’s tax base with the formation of the Bank of the Reserve. One of the oldest and most venerated scams on Moloch was the private Central Banking System. Trillions were made from it by all involved Great Families.

    He resumed his lope. Memories were a good distraction from the ardor of his escape.

    Metals and hydrocarbons followed the path laid by his great granddad’s banking. Defense contracting became the golden goose in his father’s time. In this game Trillions were made from the over-extended tax coffers. Government facilities (like the one he was fleeing) were paid by taxation but co-opted by his family for their personal safety.

    Roegge started laughing as he thought of the success of the last major public relations manipulation. His ‘Domestic’ advisor was CEO of Crowd Control Technologies. Sacrifice liberty - save freedom was the catch phrase for the campaign.

    Through sophisticated media manipulations of worse case scenarios and through outright intellectual bludgeoning; citizens were coerced into a state of never-ending war with an invisible ever-shifting enemy. Government demanded liberty and tax in return for protection. The angst of its citizens (via synthesized violence) was directed against whatever nation resisted the Alliance of Bitumen corporations.

    Roegge could not believe the degree to which the campaign succeeded. Never underestimate the naivety of people, he thought as he continued jogging towards the exit shaft.

    The shadow cabal of Dynasty minions organized the hostile take-over of Bitumen rich nations unfriendly to the Alliance. They used contrived acts of terrorism as the pretense for invasion or coup. They were slowly consolidating countries of strategic importance in the ongoing war plan against the Red Faction Nations.

    The Great Families hated the Reds. During a period of economic instability, engineered by an earlier global war, a new political philosophy swept the world. It

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