Artifact Relevation: An Agents Of The Emperor Science Fiction Short Story: Agents of The Emperor Science Fiction Stories

By Connor Whiteley

An Artifact. A Doctor. A Disaster In Progress.

Doctors study artifacts in the far future.

When Doctor Catherine Taylor studies an alien artifact, she quickly learns the survival of an entire system depends on her.

Tense. Suspenseful. Gut-Punching. Connor Whiteley delivers readers an enthralling science fiction story about science, hope and disaster in the far future.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: CGD Publishing
• Release date: Feb 9, 2024
• ISBN: 9798223661269

Connor Whiteley

Hello, I'm Connor Whiteley, I am an 18-year-old who loves to write creatively, and I wrote my Brownsea trilogy when I was 14 years old after I went to Brownsea Island on a scout camp. At the camp, I started to think about how all the broken tiles and pottery got there and somehow a trilogy got created.Moreover, I love writing fantasy and sci-fi novels because you’re only limited by your imagination.In addition, I'm was an Explorer Scout and I love camping, sailing and other outdoor activities as well as cooking.Furthermore, I do quite a bit of charity work as well. For example: in early 2018 I was a part of a youth panel which was involved in creating a report with research to try and get government funding for organised youth groups and through this panel. I was invited to Prince Charles’ 70th birthday party and how some of us got in the royal photograph.Finally, I am going to university and I hope to get my doctorate in clinical psychology in a few years.

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ARTIFACT RELEVATION

During all 90,000 years of Doctor Catherine Taylor’s long life due to medical treatments, supreme (artificial) genetics and more rejuvenation treatments than most people considered natural, Catherine absolutely had to admit she had never been in such an interestingly awful place in her entire life.

Catherine stood in the dead-centre of a very long rectangular room with the ugliest brown wooden flooring with little flecks of something that she really didn’t want to know too much about. It was probably some kind of mould, but that was the last thing she wanted to consider.

The ugly flooring was such a strange contrast to the absolutely delightfully bright white ceiling with little shards of technology humming quietly as they strained themselves to create the almost blinding effect.

Even the gentle smells of lemon, thyme and ginger was a signal that the enviro-systems were malfunctioning and not recycling the air correctly. In fact Catherine was fairly sure she was the first person to visit the Samuel System’s national museum for quite some time, judging by the thick layer of dust that covered the U-shaped glass cabinets.

Catherine had had a quick look at the other cabinets when she first got here but they were ugly, and at least from her viewpoint, as the geneticist and so-called Mother of the Emperor’s superhuman Angels of Death and Hope, were pretty pointless.

All Catherine had seen were some