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He never thought himself above anyone, yet everyone thought him above them. His modesty was a part of his perfection, for no perfect man is without modesty. A warrior born out of blood and combat, but no man dreaded such things more than him, for he had lost too many of his people to the fire; never to return. He missed them.
However much he dreaded the constant warfare against the nature of the planets his people had colonized, he was a man on a mission and would stop at nothing until he'd found what he had sought for all these years. He first heard the story told by his father, who'd heard the story from his father, Jacob Heinz. When earth collapsed and forced the human race to seek peace elsewhere, a small colony consisting of a few thousand people followed Jacob Heinz as brotherhood and the union of humans were shattered. It is true that Jacob Heinz cared little for the people who depended on him, and all the more for the manpower they provided in his seeking for a long lost cause, but his son, and the son that his son would bring, did not lack such basic humanity as empathy and love, but the next-coming generations could not turn from the reality that the seeking must continue in order to preserve the human race.
The grandson of Jacob Heinz was now the leader of his people; all descendants from earthlings who'd left their shattered world following the speeches of a madman. The grandson, however, was no madman. He was a caring, loving and a highly-skilled combatant who'd protect anyone of his people with his own life if given the opportunity, and had many scares after risking his life doing so. Unlike his grandfather he didn't keep his search in hiding, but had told the people of the item which could bring them peace and settlement, however, he had realized the importance in keeping it a secret from other colonies. Many years had gone by and the human race did no longer struggle with warfare among their own, although they no longer considered themselves to be each others equals, they were allied in many ways; contributing to a growing, vitally important economy. However, the grandson of Jacob Heinz knew very well that if he shared what he sought with the other colonies around space, conflicts were inevitable. He dreamed of a union without warfare, but would not risk the lives of his people in doing so. He had responsibilities and the people depended on him. Nationalism prevailed and the security of his own people must come first-hand.
He now sat in his tent hearing the cries from his people. A sergeant walked in. 'They are ready for you, Sir.'
'Thank you, Robert. I'll be out in a minute,' Alexander Heinz replied with his infamous smile.
'Of course, Sir, take the time you need.' Newly-made sergeant Robert Dachin walked out from the tent leaving his superior and his leader in solitude. Scarcely two minutes had past when Alexander Heinz entered the stage and the roaring cheer from a thousand voices increased. He smiled towards them, as he had always smiled; he smiled with the smile which would be on his lips on the very last moment in his life.
He looked down at the people from the stage, still smiling. 'My dear family, friends, and all of you whom I love; I stand here humbled before you not as a leader, but as an equal. I stand here as a brother, a father and as a son. I stand here as one of you who's suffered the pains of nature and hunger; the loss of loving bounds and dearest friends. I stand here and I speak to you that hope remains - we have not struggled in vain. Newly possessed information has come to me, which will lead us to what we for generations has sought after, and which will bring us everlasting peace and happiness.'
However much he dreaded the constant warfare against the nature of the planets his people had colonized, he was a man on a mission and would stop at nothing until he'd found what he had sought for all these years. He first heard the story told by his father, who'd heard the story from his father, Jacob Heinz. When earth collapsed and forced the human race to seek peace elsewhere, a small colony consisting of a few thousand people followed Jacob Heinz as brotherhood and the union of humans were shattered. It is true that Jacob Heinz cared little for the people who depended on him, and all the more for the manpower they provided in his seeking for a long lost cause, but his son, and the son that his son would bring, did not lack such basic humanity as empathy and love, but the next-coming generations could not turn from the reality that the seeking must continue in order to preserve the human race.
The grandson of Jacob Heinz was now the leader of his people; all descendants from earthlings who'd left their shattered world following the speeches of a madman. The grandson, however, was no madman. He was a caring, loving and a highly-skilled combatant who'd protect anyone of his people with his own life if given the opportunity, and had many scares after risking his life doing so. Unlike his grandfather he didn't keep his search in hiding, but had told the people of the item which could bring them peace and settlement, however, he had realized the importance in keeping it a secret from other colonies. Many years had gone by and the human race did no longer struggle with warfare among their own, although they no longer considered themselves to be each others equals, they were allied in many ways; contributing to a growing, vitally important economy. However, the grandson of Jacob Heinz knew very well that if he shared what he sought with the other colonies around space, conflicts were inevitable. He dreamed of a union without warfare, but would not risk the lives of his people in doing so. He had responsibilities and the people depended on him. Nationalism prevailed and the security of his own people must come first-hand.
He now sat in his tent hearing the cries from his people. A sergeant walked in. 'They are ready for you, Sir.'
'Thank you, Robert. I'll be out in a minute,' Alexander Heinz replied with his infamous smile.
'Of course, Sir, take the time you need.' Newly-made sergeant Robert Dachin walked out from the tent leaving his superior and his leader in solitude. Scarcely two minutes had past when Alexander Heinz entered the stage and the roaring cheer from a thousand voices increased. He smiled towards them, as he had always smiled; he smiled with the smile which would be on his lips on the very last moment in his life.
He looked down at the people from the stage, still smiling. 'My dear family, friends, and all of you whom I love; I stand here humbled before you not as a leader, but as an equal. I stand here as a brother, a father and as a son. I stand here as one of you who's suffered the pains of nature and hunger; the loss of loving bounds and dearest friends. I stand here and I speak to you that hope remains - we have not struggled in vain. Newly possessed information has come to me, which will lead us to what we for generations has sought after, and which will bring us everlasting peace and happiness.'
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