Alexandre Dalsdonon: a brief history written as of the destruction of mankind.

Alexandre Dalsdonon, born in Christchurch, New Zealand was the most influential person in the history of the homo sapien sapiens and their transformations (be they genetic, cybernetic, transformation of the body into energy, copying the life-form into a machine etc).

It all started in the early 21st century. Alexandre Dalsdonon began creating a multi-national empire of businesses, be they legal or otherwise. It started with investments in old age homes and gradually moved onto property and small businesses. Then he began creating medium sized businesses, and eventually enormous corporations making terribly large profits. By the age of fourty, he had a fortune of several trillion, hidden away in several high-security banks across the globe. Through all this, he managed to remain inconspicuous. In fact, to the eye of the public, he never actually owned any of his companies, but never the less he was always above the supposed owners and leaders, pulling the strings as he wished. To any historian he was a nothing - and normal member of the vast human population.

Meanwhile, Alexandre Dalsdonon was developing a number of secret research facility, located somewhere beneath the surface of Russia. There, scientists with genius level IQs were delving into a number of different topics. Topics such as antimatter and nuclear weapons. Topics such as space travel and nanotechnology. Topics such as genetic modification and robotics. All of these were researched, but his main interest was in the science of longevity.

Dalsdonon technology allowed him to extend his life, first, by fifty years or so, by the use of a combination of genetics, nanobots, and implants, but that was enough time for his scientists to harness the power to extend his life even further. This process continued until he was invincible to death by old age. By this time, the rest of the human race had also begun to invest in longevity techniques, but their technology was like a stick compared to a fully automatic machine gun. Besides which, he only let them uncover the technology he wanted them to have.

It was all part of the most enormous plan ever to be conceived, a plan like a musical masterpiece performed by the entire human race, with Alexandre Dalsdonon conducting the whole thing. He made good use of his extended life and colossal fortune. The entire world was saved from an early doom because of the blackmail, and, in some cases, assassination of several industrial giants. If this had not had been done, mankind would have poisoned its environment and therefore itself, before it had even spread its wings and colonised other worlds. In some ways, man was lucky, for he only encountered weak species in his first steps into space. On one occasion, he may have fallen had it not had been for mysterious antimatter explosions, far ahead of military capabilities, on enemy planets.

After the human race had devoured the milky way of its resources and land, they turned to other galaxies. There, they encountered strange new forces and powers. A galaxy controlled by machines, waiting, slumbering until something was foolish enough to be detected by their radar devices. This something happened to be a fleet of colonisation ships sent from the Milky Way. The machines awoke, and crushed the space crafts. This set off a chain reaction – moving to the ships put others in their line of sight. The soulless ones moved from world to world, killing and destroying. It is now that the homo sapien sapiens would certainly have been culled, had it not been for a magnificent force - a wave of microscopic robots, perfectly crafted for the enemy. They invaded the alien machines and stilled them forever. Nobody knew where they came from

Just as people continued to multiply and spread, so Alexandre Dalsdonon continued to sculpt the history of the universe. Where there was hate, he gave love; where there was despair, hope; where there was darkness, light. Still, he remained a shadow, always carrying out his tasks through

But there was a problem. Dalsdonon could not be everywhere at once (unless, of course he either cloned himself or copied himself into a machine, but he was morally against both of these options). So he had an enormous research station built. It was the sized of a small planet and was hidden by state of the art invisibility and concealment technology, and if anybody did find it, they would mysteriously turn back and would have no recollection of anything about the place. Then he gathered up people in the known universe with IQs in the top 1*10-20 percentile and offered them unfathomable wealth to give up their identities, homes, and loved ones, to live in his facility and work every second on unlocking the power of controlling the warp of time and space itself.

Even with all the mind enhancing technology in the known universe, Dalsdonon waited several million years before he saw any results, but the results were very good indeed. He now had the means to create shortcuts, folds in space. He also had limited access to the slowing, even stopping, of time. He was a god. In this time, man had claims on more than half of the universe. He had become an unstoppable force – a river of lava consuming everything in its path.

It is hard being immortal. What do you do after you have done everything that can be done? Alexandre had literally done it all. Surfing lava. Sun diving. Bungee jumping at 100 gees. He was getting bored. He had contemplated suicide innumerable times, but he felt he had a duty to his species. So long had he held the reigns, guiding his race away from danger. If he died, they would surely go wild, corrupt, insane. So he devised a plan.

By now his research had been completed. He was God. He created a machine in the centre of the universe. Messages were sent to every communication device in existence, explaining how he had molded history. Then he activated the machine.

Infinite amounts of antigravity were produced in an infinitely small space of time. Then, in an undefined period of time after that, the reverse happened.

This document has always existed, and will always exist. The end has already happened. Nobody, not even I, can change it.

Signed,
Alexandre Dalsdonon.