There is no species named Plyd.
No tribe, no planet.
There was once a person named Plyd, according to what they say.
The Plyd Trader appears in the sky when they determine you are ready.
What is ready?
Ready is when your people is prepared to talk with one voice, which is your own. To make your own decisions.
They have, at times, toppled tryants. Bent civilizations away from their own wont – and then abandoned them to find another.
To other they have given gifts. Things of power that would come at to great a cost to reproduce. A means to humble those who may think themselves mighty. Who may think themselves prepared.
Their first trade includes the book of Plyd. A book of all species, all languages considered worthy. The will help you interpret the first two pages.
The first page is a story of Plyd. They will guide you, speaking your tongue, in it’s translation. We shall not talk of this.
The second page is the Multiples of Neutrino tables. Before, a species may speak of “light speed”. Not after. The tables are not complete – but they are enough to save worlds of lives trying to discover the first equation.
The third page. The fourth page. The fifth page. Thousands more. They are yours to decipher.
And the last page is a new page. That page is your story. However you choose to fill it.
Somewhere else in the book, is there a story of your own forgotten past? These are your to decipher.
The Plyd would have you think they are gardeners. This is yours to decipher.
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Would the Plyd be called gods? No.
It is rumored the Plyd were once the remnant of a type 2 civilization – condemning themselves to a form of extinction, but not the normal one.
It is rumored that the first record of the plyd was 1400 years ago – whatever that means. There were known to be many tragedies in that period. That is, few species have records of that time.
There is no Plyd ship.
No Plyd face.
It is our own face, staring back at us, which thoughts we can not think and knowledge we do not posses.
This is yours to decipher.
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