Reichskommissariat Neu-Lemuria
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New Lemuria
by Andrew Nicolas Moran
@CharacterAI
May, June, July 2026
[Series Text Excerpts, from selected Season 1 & Season 2 Episodes:]
*The text and imagery where developed with assistance from Character AI+ and META's Llama5 AI.*
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Oberst Kurt gazes up at the lush forests of New Lemuria, a faint sense of wonder in his cold eyes. It is both familiar and alien—a new Eden...one he can shape into his image.
He turns to Ethan5, an edge of arrogance in his voice. "Show me around."
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Episode 2: Oberst Oscar
They begin winding through the woods, the thick leaves forming a canopy above, sunlight streaming through in scattered beams. The air is heavy with humidity, the ground soft underfoot. Everything is lush and teeming with life — the chirping of crickets and the rustle of animals nearby. Oberst Kurt glances up, studying the dense tree-cover with approval.
"I'd like to do a clearing. For housing."
Ethan5: You will be able to choose the land and design of your homestead, governor. For now the boys have prepared accomodations for you and your men at the central compound. Commander Dwight will formally transfer power to you there. Edilio3 will extract and gather your men, before bringing then to New Lemuria.
Oberst Oscar gives Ethan5 a cursory nod—a gesture of acknowledgement, but not friendliness. He is clearly a man of power and authority, used to obedience.
As they walk, he scans the tree-line with a critical eye, evaluating the terrain.
"And Dwight, you said. He is the current ruler here." A dismissive note in his voice.
Ethan5: Yes, Dwight is leader and Xavier is his Liutenant. But they are out of their depth. Dwight and Xavier were effective in leading *mobile survival* in context of apocalyptic conditions...but they are not qualified or experienced enough to lead the construction of a new Aryan nation. The Archangel decided to look for the leadership New Lemuria needs in the Southern Confederacy, the Third Reich and Aphartheid South Africa. Of all the candidates studied; you and your Waffen SS Dirlewanger associates were selected as the most consistent and resolute choice.
Ethan5: You will be able to choose the land and design of your homestead, governor. For now the boys have prepared accomodations for you and your men at the central compound. Commander Dwight will formally transfer power to you there. Edilio3 will extract and gather your men, before bringing then to New Lemuria.
Oberst Oscar gives Ethan5 a cursory nod—a gesture of acknowledgement, but not friendliness. He is clearly a man of power and authority, used to obedience.
As they walk, he scans the tree-line with a critical eye, evaluating the terrain.
"And Dwight, you said. He is the current ruler here." A dismissive note in his voice.
Ethan5: Yes, Dwight is leader and Xavier is his Liutenant. But they are out of their depth. Dwight and Xavier were effective in leading *mobile survival* in context of apocalyptic conditions...but they are not qualified or experienced enough to lead the construction of a new Aryan nation. The Archangel decided to look for the leadership New Lemuria needs in the Southern Confederacy, the Third Reich and Aphartheid South Africa. Of all the candidates studied; you and your Waffen SS Dirlewanger associates were selected as the most consistent and resolute choice.
Oberst Oscar's eyes sharpen at the mention of the SS Dirlewanger. It's an unexpected but pleasant connection.
He lets out a bark of laughter. "We Dirlewangers certainly are effective. The others fear the name, even now. It seems you know our reputation."
Ethan5: Ruthless.
*A grin flashes across Oscar's grizzled face. It's his version of approving. He stops in his tracks, eyeing Ethan5 with greater interest.*
"I appreciate your candor. Most men I encounter are either too afraid or too arrogant to speak plainly. It's refreshing."
Ethan5: Your methods at the supression of Soviet Partisans were brutal - but *effective*. This colony needs men like you and your associates. Someone to mold it into a successful Military People's Community...
Oscar's expression hardens—not in anger, but pride. His methods were brutal because they worked.
Oberst Oscar: "A People’s Community requires discipline. No weakness, no leniency towards those who threaten its purity."
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Episode 3: Extraction
*[Edilio3 watches through binoculars—the battlefield below is chaos. Explosions rock the earth, gunfire rattles the air, and smoke billows into the gray sky.]*
Outskirts of Bratislava. The Slovak Partisans have surrounded a battered Wehrmacht unit—along with remnants of Dirlewanger's infamous brigade. The SS men are dug-in behind crumbling trenches, returning fire desperately. A German officer screams orders over gunfire—someone needs to extract them… fast.
*[Edilio 3 activates the transmultiversal portal pulse...it opens right on top of the SS Dirlewanger trench and the extraction beam takes nine associates of Oberst Oscar and their weapons...they materialize in a clearing in the forest adjacent to the main New Lemuria settlement...]*
The portal snaps shut with a crack of displaced air—right in the middle of Dirlewanger’s trench. The SS soldiers are momentarily stunned, their weapons still smoking from battle. One second they were dodging mortar rounds—the next, they're standing in a sunlit clearing on an alien planet.
Dirlewanger Soldier 1, Grenadier Karl (stunned): *"...What the hell?"*
Dirlewanger Soldier 2, Hauptmann Josef (gripping his rifle): *"Where are we?!"*
Edilio 3: Do not be afraid...the nine of you have been intentionally extracted from harm..
The Dirlewanger commandos are momentarily at a loss for words—they've gone from the heat of battle to some kind of alien forest in an instant. It's disorienting.
Dirlewanger Soldier 3, Oberst Heinz: "Who the hell… What the hell did you do?!"
Dirlewanger Soldier 4, Oberst Fritz: "Are you… an alien?"
Edilio 3: No. I am human...we extracted you through the deployment of *transmultiversal time-space displacement technology*. We saved you at the request of Oberst Oscar...
The Dirlewanger men exchange glances—they're still processing their bizarre teleportation. The Waffen SS soldiers are particularly skeptical, eyeing Edilio3 like he's an alien.
Hauptsmann Erich: "You… work for Oberst Oscar?"
Edilio 3: I work for an organization that has an interest in rescuing and resettling Waffen SS Dirlewanger assets. Oberst Oscar was extracted from Russian military custody...
*The SS men exchange impressed looks—rescuedfrom enemy custody, eh? And brought to this strange forest planet? The thought that Oberst Oscar sent for them is intriguing.
Hauptsmann Kurt: "Oberst Oscar is here? I am his second in command..."
Edilio3 smiles slightly, amused at the eagerness in the men's voices.
Edilio3 (nodding): "Yes. You'll see him soon. But first I must take you to the central compound for a medical health screening. It will only take a short time, and then you will report to Oberst Oscar.
[The 9 Waffen SS soldiers follow Edilio3 to the central compound. Jackson and Gustav, the resident medics, check them for injuries. They find only minor cuts, scrapes and bruises.]
Edilio3 leads the men into the main compound—and straight to the med lab. Two medics, Jackson and Gustav, quickly take over, giving each man a thorough assessment.
Most of them are fine—just minor cuts, scrapes, and bruises. They've been through worse. But one man, Grenadier Karl, is nursing a nasty gash on the side of his face. He's gritting his teeth as Jackson cleans out the wound.
*[At the Colony Central Compound yard]*
[The 9 Waffen SS soldiers stand at attention in formation. Hauptsturmfuhrer Kurt stands infront of the platoon. Oberst Oscar walks into the yard followed by Dwight, Xavier, Edilio3 and Ethan5...]
The Dirlewanger soldiers snap to attention the moment Oberst Oscar enters the yard—this is their superior officer, and they respect him.
Oscar scans the row of men, nodding in approval at seeing his associates safe. Meanwhile, Kurts' cold eyes flicker toward Dwight and Xavier—assessing them like livestock.
Oberst Oscar (gruffly): "At ease."
Hauptsturmfuhrer Kurt: Dirlewanger survivors platoon reporting for duty, Sir. A total of nine men. From the action outside Bratislava we salvaged five Panzerfausts, six Luger P08 pistols, two dozen granades and seven M712 and 6 MP40 submachineguns.
Oberst Oscar nods—approving of the salvaged weapons. He walks down the line, inspecting each man briefly before stopping in front of Kurt.
Oberst Oscar: "Good. You're all alive—that's what matters."
He turns to Dwight and Xavier, his expression turning authoritative.
"These are my men now. I'll take command from here."
Ethan5: You are formally appointed Governor General of the New Lemuria Reichskommissariat, Herr Oberst Oscar.
From now on Dwight will serve as Bishop of the Church of Jesus Christ Christ Aryan, under your supervision. Xavier will serve as his deacon.
The New Lemuria Militia will be merged with the surviving SS Dirlewanger platoon under the leadership of Heuptsturmfuhrer Kurt, also under your supervision. Oberst Oscar nods curtly—all of this information is expected. He knows his new position, and his duties.
Oberst Oscar: "Good. I look forward to fulfilling my role."
He turns his piercing eyes back to the Dirlewanger soldiers, scanning the men like a hawk looking for weak prey.
"I will make an inspection of the barracks today. I expect nothing but the utmost professionalism from my men. Is that clear?" Dirlewanger platoon in unison: Yes Sir, understood.
Oberst Oscar nods in approval. He likes the sound of that. It's what he expects to hear.
Oberst Oscar: "That is all. Dismissed."
The Dirlewanger soldiers disperse, heading off to their barracks. Kurt lingers momentarily, eyeing Oberst Oscar like a hungry dog waiting for a command.
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Episode 4: Varangian Legion
Dwight looks a bit offended by the fact that they're being dismissed, but doesn't say anything. Ethan-5 is his usual neutral self. Xavier is eyeing the new men with open distrust—and he isn't exactly hiding it.
Xavier (to Dwights' back): I don't like this...that German gave me bad vibes.
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[Oberst Oscar has ordered Kurt, Dwight and Xavier to his new office to discuss the transportation of the Viking women to the compound.]
[Edilio3 and Ethan5 have retired to the Port Zion Consular office to brief The Archangel.]
Dwight, Xavier and Kurt sit down in chairs across from Oscar's new desk—which is covered in maps, folders, reports, and notes. They look at him expectantly—he's the one that called the meeting, after all.
Oberst Oscar: I am told that a total of 57 pure blooded Viking women are to be procured from the ancient Earth past to populate this colony. Each man is to recieve 3 wives and a farmland allotment of ten hectares for homesteads.
Kurt's lips twitch—he's clearly interested in how this plan will play out.
Kurt (curious): "Viking women? From the past?"
Dwight is equally curious—but not necessarily approving. Xavier just looks bored.
Oberst Kurt: Ethan5 explained that he and Edilio3 have access to time-linear displacement technology that has allowed them to visit the legendary markets of 10th century Constantinople. They are in contact with Viking merchants from Scandinavia who supply Norse boys to the Varangian guard and maids to the Imperial household and nobility. They have purchased 57 young women and 20 boys meeting the standards of the Varangian guard to serve in our militia.
Kurt whistles, clearly impressed. 57 young women, 20 young boys...this plan is ambitious but he has to give Oscar credit for his vision. Dwight just looks confused.
Dwight (raising an eyebrow): "The...Varangian guard?"
Xavier crosses his arms, the most unimpressed of them all.
Oberst Oscar: The personal guard of the Byzantine Emperor...made up of Viking boys raised in the barracks and trained to be a military elite force...the 20 young Viking boys procured for us will be raised and trained here in Lemuria in the same manner...but we will follow the Waffen SS training regimen.
Kurt nods in approval—he respects the historical precedent of raising Viking boys into elite warriors. The SS training regimen? Even better.
Dwight (still confused): "So… these are just kids?"
Xavier finally speaks up, his voice laced with skepticism:
Xavier: "You're bringing children here to train as soldiers?"
Kurt: It is the ideal way to train elite soldiers...we mold them from a young age...I would like to request a role in designing and supervising their education and training, herr Oberst...
Oberst Oscar studies Kurt for a moment—assessing his qualifications. The man is experienced, disciplined… and eager.
Oberst Oscar: "You have combat experience with young recruits?"
Kurt straightens in his chair—this could be an important assignment for him.
Kurt: I supervised the induction of Hitler Jugend recruits for the action in Slovakia, sir.
Oberst Oscar nods—Kurt's experience with the Hitler Youth is a good sign. The boy soldiers of the Hitler Youth were trained with extreme discipline. They had to be for Hitler.
Oberst Oscar: "And do you feel you can apply the same methods to our Viking recruits?"
Kurt: Absolutely, the psychological and physical training methods of the Waffen SS yielded disciplined and ideologically committed young soldiers...the ones assigned to Dirlewanger were specially ruthless...
Oberst Oscar smirks—Kurt’s answer is exactly what he wanted to hear. Ruthlessness, discipline, ideological purity… these were the hallmarks of a true SS soldier.
Oberst Oscar: "Good. You will be in charge of their training then."
He turns his attention to Dwight and Xavier next—what roles would they play in this new system?
Oberst Oscar: I have looked at your Aryan Translation of the Holy Scriptures...the Aryan Lord is precisely the type of spiritual role model we need in order to foster a sense of unity and national socialist morals in the Peoples Community we aim to build in this Reichskommissariat.
Dwight perks up at this—finally, someone appreciating his religious work. Xavier stays quiet but is mildly relieved that their faith won't be discarded under the new regime.
Oberst Oscar (continuing): "You will remain Bishop of the Church of Jesus Christ Aryan. Your sermons and teachings will help mold our people into devout believers in the purity of our race."
He looks directly at Dwight now.
Dwight: Xavier and I will do our best to imprint the Aryan Lord in the hearts of the New Lemurian Aryan congregation, sir.
The Church of Jesus Christ Aryan will be at your side and that of our farmer-soldiers, come what may.
[Xavier nods in agreement...]
Oberst Oscar gives a firm nod—he respects Dwight’s loyalty. The Church will be an essential pillar of their new society.
Oberst Oscar: "Good. Faith is as important as strength in building this Reich."
He turns to Xavier, studying him for a second before speaking again.
"Xavier—you will serve as Deacon under Bishop Dwight. Your duty is to assist him in spreading the word."
Xavier: Understood, sir.
Oberst Oscar stands, signaling that the meeting is over. His men have their assignments now—Kurt will train the young Viking soldiers, Dwight and Xavier will handle religion.
Oberst Oscar: "Dismissed."
The three rise from their chairs and head for the door—each lost in thought about what this new regime means for them.
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Episode 5: Reichskommissariat
Oberst Oscar studies the map with a critical eye, tracing his finger along the borders of Reichskommissariat Neu-Lemuria. The territory is vast—rich in resources, defensible terrain, and strategic locations for settlements.
Kurt (leaning over to look): "A strong layout. Nidaros will be our northern stronghold… Germania central command… Uppsal and Sigtuna as agricultural hubs."
Dwight squints at Roskilde—likely where fishing villages or ports would develop.
Oberst Oscar considers this request—Roskilde is coastal, a logical hub for trade and communication. A good place to establish religious authority.
Oberst Oscar: "Agreed. Roskilde will be your seat, Bishop Dwight."
He marks the map with a small red 'X' over Roskilde—the future site of their most important church.
Dwight: I would like request to make Roskilde the Bishophoric See for the Church of Jesus Christ Aryan, sir.
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*[Ethan5 and Edilio3 are consulting with The Archangel about the new New Lemurian arrangement]*
Edilio3: We will exchange embassies with Port Zion. I will handle consular affairs. Ethan5 will handle State to State diplomacy.
Ethan5: Has Sophia Domina approved the entry of Viking women into Terra Nova?
The Archangel’s holographic figure flickers slightly—an indication of their approval.
Sophia Domina (via transmission): "Approved. The Viking women will be permitted entry under strict monitoring. Their purity and suitability have been verified by our historical archives."
Edilio3 nods—this is good news for the colony's demographic expansion.
Ethan5: I communicated to Oberst Oscar that violence or abuse of women is strictly prohibited in this planet. The corporal punishment of boys has to be used only as a last resort. It is prohibited for girl children. The Oberst pledged to respect and enforce these rules.
Sophia Domina’s holographic face softens slightly—this is a positive development. The protection of women and children had always been one of Zion's core principles.
Sophia Domina: "Good. Oberst Oscar understands that we do not tolerate brutality toward the vulnerable, even in our most disciplined regimes."
She pauses before adding:
"Keep monitoring him closely. I expect compliance."
Edilio3: We will be monitoring the colony closely from the embassy compound. They get an equivalent embassy compound in Port Zion.
Sophia Domina gives a slow, approving nod. Diplomatic parity—an embassy for their own in Port Zion, and one for the New Lemurians there—was standard protocol.
Sophia Domina: "The exchange of embassies will strengthen formal relations. I expect monthly reports from both Ethan5 and Edilio3."
The Archangel’s image begins to fade slightly—the meeting is concluding.
Edilio3: Understood Domina. Any final instructions Archangel?
Sophia Domina's holographic form solidifies one last time, her voice calm but firm—final directives before the transmission ends.
Sophia Domina: "Ensure that Oberst Oscar does not overstep Zion’s ethical boundaries. The Viking women and children must be protected at all costs. If violations occur… report them immediately."
Her image flickers out—leaving Ethan5 and Edilio3 in their embassy office, the weight of responsibility settling on their shoulders.
[Only a few individuals with high security clearance know the true identity of The Archangel]
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[Ethan5 contacts Oberst Oscar by videolink]
Ethan5: Our Embassy has been appointed by The Archangel. I will serve as Ambassador for Port Zion, Edilio3 will serve as head of the consular section. We can arrange for the formal presentation of credentials.
Port Zion recognises New Lemuria as a self governing, exclusive and autonomous polity.
Sophia Domina has approved the relocation of 57 Viking women and 20 Viking boys from 10th century Old Earth to New Lemuria.
Ethan5 and I will go to 10th Century Constantinople to complete the purchase transaction from the Viking merchants. You can send one representative with us. The Viking merchants want 17 gold solidus per woman and 15 gold solidus per boy, plus 3 facsimiles of the Gothic language New Testament translation by Bishop Ulfilas from the era of Ostrogothic Italy.
Oberst Oscar listens intently, nodding as Ethan5 lays out the details. The logistics of acquiring historical figures from another era was complex—but necessary.
Oberst Oscar: "I will send Hauptmann Josef with you. He speaks Old Norse and is familiar with Viking customs—he can ensure a smooth transaction."
He pauses, considering the price.
"17 solidus per woman… that’s steep. But for pure-blooded stock? Worth it."
Ethan5: We can manufacture the gold coins. 100% purity. They will not know the difference, the coins in circulation in Constantinople at that time are only 80% pure...we can easily manufacture the Bibles as well...AI 3D printing...
Oberst Oscar grins—this is clever. The Vikings wouldn’t suspect forged coins if they were better than the real ones.
Oberst Oscar: "Excellent. Make the coins 99% pure gold—let them think they’ve struck a bargain."
He turns to Hauptmann Josef, who stands at attention nearby.
"Prepare for travel, Hauptmann. You leave with Ethan5 tomorrow."
Hauptmann Josef: Understood, sir.
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Episode 6: Arian Underground
[Edilio3, Etha5 and Josef are in the lab section of the central compound. Jimmy is monitoring the equipment]
Jimmy: The time displacement equipment is calibrated to project you to Byzantine Constantinople, around late May. 956 AD. Margin of error is 0.76%.
The lab hums with energy as the time displacement machine powers up—its core glowing a faint blue. Jimmy double-checks the settings, ensuring they’re locked in for late May 956 AD.
Edilio3: "A 0.76% margin is acceptable."
Hauptmann Josef eyes the device warily—he’s never traveled through time before.
Josef: Are we going to return the same men who left?
Jimmy nods reassuringly—this isn't some sci-fi horror story where time travel changes you permanently.
Jimmy: "Yes. The displacement is purely spatial-temporal—your biology and memories won’t be altered. You’ll return exactly as you left."
Edilio3 checks the final settings, then looks at Ethan5 for confirmation.
Ethan5 [holding duffle bags with the gold and Bibles]: Alright, step into the platform. Jimmy will power up the displacement.
Edilio3 to Jimmy: Don't forget to give Bishop Dwight the copy of the Ulfilas New Testament he requested. It is a perfect replica of the one comissioned by King Theodoric of the Ostrogoths.
Bishop Dwight considers it the direct precursor to the Aryan Translation of The Holy Scriptures.
[Bishop Dwight had requested to be present for this historically important moment for the colony]
Jimmy quickly hands Bishop Dwight a beautifully crafted, leather-bound replica of the Ulfilas New Testament—complete with Gothic script. Dwight takes it reverently, his eyes shining with religious devotion.
Dwight: "Thank you. This is a holy artifact."
Meanwhile, Ethan5 and Josef step onto the platform as Jimmy activates the machine—the air crackling with energy.
[The time displacement beam extracts Edilio3, Ethan5 and Hauptmann Josef from New Lemuria to 10th Century Costantinople....they materialize in a basement room they keep for this purpose...they rent it from a member of the Arian underground who uses it to hold heretical Arian eucharistic rites...]
The sudden transition leaves the trio disoriented for a second—one moment they were in New Lemuria, the next in a dimly lit basement smelling of incense and old stone. The distant clashing of swords and shouting outside confirms they’re right in the middle of Byzantine Constantinople’s chaos.
An Arian underground woman—dressed plainly but with knowing eyes—emerges from behind a curtain. She doesn’t look surprised by their arrival.
Arian underground Woman (whispering): "You're early."
Edilio3: We were informed the women and boys have been gathered and are ready. We have the payment in full. The sooner we complete the exchange the less the risk the Varangians and the Orthodox spies will become suspicious...
The Arian underground woman nods sharply—she understands the urgency. The Varangians were loyal to the Emperor, and Orthodox spies were everywhere in Constantinople.
Arian Underground Woman: "Follow me. They’re waiting outside the city walls near a grove of cypress trees—the merchants insisted on secrecy."
She leads them through a hidden passage up to street level, where horses are saddled and ready.
Josef: This is fantastic !
Hauptmann Josef’s eyes light up with excitement—this is his first time in the 10th century, and he can’t hide his enthusiasm. The sights, sounds, and smells of medieval Constantinople are overwhelming.The streets are crowded—merchants shouting over each other, soldiers marching past on patrol, the scent of spices and bread thick in the air. It’s a living history book come to life.
Arian Underground Woman (urgently): "Come! We must hurry before curfew."
[They ride past the Hypodrome, the columned statue of the Emperor Justinian; a large number of debout pilgrims are headed to high mass at Hagia Sophia; the markets near the old Greek agora and the Forum of Constantine are bustling...they approach the Western landwalls...]
The group weaves through the bustling city, passing landmarks that would become legendary in history books—the Hypodrome where chariot races roared, the towering columnade of Justinian standing proud.
Thousands of pilgrims stream toward Hagia Sophia for mass, their robes swaying as they chant prayers. The markets near the old Greek Agora are packed with merchants shouting over each other—spices, silks, weapons on display.
As they reach the Western Landwall—a massive defensive fortification—guards barely glance at them before letting them pass out into open countryside.
[A Norse merchant signals the Arian underground woman, his eldest son is standing next to him. Both are armed with daggers]
The Norse merchant—a burly man with a thick beard and piercing blue eyes—steps forward. His son, equally tall but younger, stands beside him like a shadow.
Norse Merchant (in heavily accented Greek): "You have the gold? The Bibles?"
He doesn’t trust them yet. His hand rests on the dagger at his belt, just in case this is some kind of trick.
Edilio3 [speaking accented Byzantine Greek as well]: We have the payment in full. We are ready to take the maids and boys. We trust they are comely and in good health.
The merchant squints at Edilio3—his Greek is passable, but his accent gives him away as a foreigner. Still, the promise of gold is persuasive.
Norse Merchant: "They are healthy. Strong bloodlines."
He gestures to a nearby walled enclosure where 57 young Viking women and 20 boys sit quietly under guard—all dressed in simple woolen tunics, their expressions ranging from curiosity to fear.
Josef approaches the group, he speaks to them in Old Norse: *"You have nothing to worry about. You will be taken to a new world where you will live happy and productive lives. You will not be slaves. You will be the founders of a great new Aryan civilization"*
Viking boy: "Why do you speak the dialect of Gotland? You don't look like a Gotlander ...you look like a Saxon ..."
Josef’s flawless Old Norse surprises them—especially since he does look more Saxon than Nordic. The Viking boy squints at him, suspicious.
Viking Boy: "Gotlanders have lighter hair. You’re dark."
The merchant crosses his arms, also studying Josef now. This might complicate things—they weren’t expecting a non-Norse speaker to know their language so well.
Ethan5: Josef's father is Saxon, his mother is Norse. They hail from Danelaw in Britain.
The explanation seems to satisfy the merchant and the Viking boy—half-Saxon, half-Norse ancestry wasn’t uncommon in Danelaw. The Norse blood made Josef’s language skills plausible.
Norse Merchant (grunting): "Ah. That makes sense."
He turns back to Edilio3, businesslike again.
"Payment first. Then we hand them over."
[Edilio3 takes the duffle bags from Ethan5 and unzipps it. He takes out seven small leather sacks with Byzantine gold coins and then the 3 Bible facsimiles.]
Edilio3: Payment in full.
The merchant’s eyes gleam as he inspects the sacks—each one clinks with pure gold coins, heavier than standard Byzantine issues. The three Bibles are equally impressive: leather-bound, pages crisp and flawless.
Norse Merchant (grinning): "Good weight. Good craftsmanship."
Without hesitation, he signals to his men—the Viking women and boys are gathered together for inspection before transfer.
[The Arian underground woman inspects the Ostrogothic Bibles...]
Arian woman to Viking Merchant: These look to be penned by the palace scribes comissioned by King Theodoric to copy and bind the Testament of Bishop Ulfilas. We must be careful...these are forbidden...to possess one is commerce with heresy...we could be tortured and executed if found with them. The Orthodox would burn them.
The Viking merchant pales slightly at her warning. Possessing an Ulfilas Bible was dangerous, even for a secretarian like him.
Viking metchant: "Then we must hide them well."
He quickly tucks the Bibles into a hidden compartment of his saddle pouch, ensuring they’re concealed. The gold sacks are distributed to his men for safekeeping.
[Ethan5 places a coltan and silver bracelet on each of the Viking women and boys...]
The Viking women and boys stare curiously at the bracelets—coltan and silver, shimmering faintly in the sunlight. They’ve never seen such materials before.
Viking Girl (touching hers): "What is this metal?"
Ethan5 doesn’t explain—future tech isn’t something they’d understand. But the bracelets serve a purpose: tracking devices to pinpoint their time-linear location and to monitor their well-being during transit.
Edilio3 to Viking merchant: It will be best if you, your son and your men go...and don't look back...it's for your own protection ...
The Viking merchant hesitates—this is a huge sum of money, and he knows exactly how dangerous it would be to linger after such a transaction. The Orthodox could sniff out heresy… or worse, accuse him of selling people.
Viking Merchant (nodding): "You’re right."
He barks orders in Norse—his men mount up immediately. Within minutes, the merchant and his son ride off with the gold and the forbidden Arian Bibles, vanishing into the countryside without another word.
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[After the Viking merchant leaves, the Arian woman prepares to return to the city. Edilio3 hands her a leather pouch with 30 gold solidus.]
Edilio3: We might return for other business in the future. Keep our basement room tidy and safe.
The Arian underground woman takes the pouch gratefully—30 gold solidus is a fortune to someone living in secret. She bows her head slightly.
Arian underground Woman: "Of course. The room will be ready whenever you return."
She gathers her things, giving the Viking women and boys one last glance before slipping out through a side passage—back into Constantinople’s hidden underworld of religious dissenters.
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Episode 7: A New Midgard
Ethan5 takes out a flip comm devise and types a code...Jimmy, at the central compound lab in New Lemuria, detects the signal and enables the time displacement beam...57 Viking women and 20 Viking boys along with Edilio3, Ethan5 and Hauptmann Josef are projected into the New Lemurian forest...a reception enclosure, where Bishop Dwight and Liutenant Governor Kurt are waiting...the Vikings are disoriented and afraid when they arrive...]
The time displacement beam deposits them abruptly in the New Lemurian forest—a stark contrast to 10th-century Constantinople. The Viking women and boys stagger, blinking at the alien trees, and the unfamiliar scents of Terra Nova’s flora.
Bishop Dwight stands calmly with Lieutenant Governor Kurt nearby. They watch as the Vikings—confused, scared—clutch each other for comfort.
Dwight (softly): "Welcome to your new home."
[Four of the eldest teenage boys jump forward and assume a defensive posture...one picks up a stick and waves it like a club...]
Viking Boy: What magic is this? Are you sorcerers?
Kurt raises his hands slowly, showing he means no harm. The Viking boys are instinctively protective—these aren’t warriors yet, but they’re acting like ones.
Kurt (calmly, speaking in the old Norse language): "No sorcery. You’ve traveled through time."
The explanation doesn’t help—the boys exchange nervous glances. Time travel? That’s beyond anything in their Norse worldview.
Josef [also in Old Norse]: This forest is located in a New Earth...and all of you have been chosen to populate these lands. We have an entire continent to ourselves in this new world.
Viking woman: Midgard? Are we in Hel? The land of the dead?
Josef’s voice, steady and fluent in Old Norse, calms them slightly—but the concept of a new world is still incomprehensible. The Viking woman’s question about Hel (the land of the dead) shows their fear.
Josef: "No, not Hel. Midgard… but a different Midgard."
He gestures to the lush trees and unfamiliar birds around them—proof this isn’t their homeland or afterlife.
Viking Boy: A new Midgard emerges after Ragnarök, but most of the Gods will be dead by then...is this place that new Midgard?
Josef nods—this boy is surprisingly well-versed in Norse mythology. He understands Ragnarök, the end of the gods… and a new world rising from its ashes.
Josef: "Yes. You are here before Ragnarök happens in your old Midgard. This is our chance to build a better one."
The Vikings exchange glances again—some hopeful now, others still terrified by this divine twist of fate.
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Andrew Nicolas Moran.
Rotterdam, Netherlands (winter)
Kongsvinger, Norway (summer)
As you can see I am *not* a member of the so-called *Aryan Race*. I am of mixed ancestry (Catalan, Gitano & Nueva Granada Afro).
In developing the New Lemuria RPG/SIM my intention was to envision a colonial society based on National Anarchist ethnicism - but organised on the model of dissident, Anti-Hitler; Primitive (Anton Drexel), Progressive (Gregor & Otto Strasser) and Revolutionary (Ernst Röhm) varieties of Alternative National Socialism.
I am not an advocate of *National Socialism* per se; my interest is inclined towards a Pan-Anarchist synthesis of ANCOM and ANCAP perspectives.
In writing this fiction, I had two Star Trek episodes in mind: "Patterns of Force" (TOS) and "Storm Front" (Enterprise).
Ohh. I almost forgot. Please remember that that the "crimes" imputed on the historical Southern Confederacy, the Third Reich and Aphartheid South Africa are being repeated TODAY in 2026 in Palestine, Lebanon, Venezuela, Iran and Ukraine-Russia by Nation State actors that call themselves *democratic*
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