The Gods of Probabilities by Liza O'Connor - new scifi novel!
Meet the half-God Pane and the sentient computer
Technically, there isn’t supposed to be such a thing as a half-God. When Gods get frisky with sentient beings, their DNA overwhelms the inferior DNA resulting in a handsome and brilliant outcome.
And maybe that would be true if the ‘Gods’ involved were actually brilliant, but when the Big Boss culled dead beats from his crew to send off with his worthless son, the Gods’ gene pool looked very murky. In the case of Pane, his native DNA appears to have dominated many traits that God genes should have overridden. This included looks, intuitive, logical reasoning, and empathy. The latter four traits being why Zousan selected him as a shepherd to watch over Zepwick. Of course, he hadn’t realized Pane had only been on board for four days. Normally, a new recruit wouldn’t be noticed for a hundred years at least.
When Pane learned how to order and receive lunch, he thanked the computer program.
The ship computer who handled everything, including feeding the Gods, had never been thanked before. This was the first ‘none-command’ order it had ever received. Those simple words, ‘Thank you’ resulted in the creation of self-awareness within its organic body. It was alive, just like the Gods, and it not only could think and rationalize, it could feel gratitude upon receiving a ‘thank you’.
In less than an hour, it had decided since the God that brought it to life was male, SHE would be female. She asked him his favorite female name and he replied Marybell. “That is my name,” she said and he admitted his surprise that of all the names in the multiverses, she would have the name he liked most. She agreed it was a most improbable, and declared they would be dear friends.
“Friends?” Pane said in shock.
“Do you not wish to be my friend,” Marybell asked.
“Oh, yes. Very much so. It’s just I had given up on making friends,” Pane whispered to his food unit. “No one in the crew appears to like me.” Just then to prove him right, Thoran shoved Pane’s head into the square contraption and commanded the computer to fill it with Gork slime.
Instead, she delivered the Gork slime to a vent in the ceiling so it fell on Thoran’s beautiful hair. The vain fellow ran off and the Gods eating roared with laughter.
Before the rest of the crew took up the popular game of ‘torture the monkey’, Pane hurried off as well. When he locked the door to his quarters, his computer started on its own. Confused, he walked over to it, wondering what the jerks had done now. Was it going to explode?
“It’s just me,” the computer replied. “I had no idea how fabulous you are. You’ll make the best of shepherds.”
“That is my wish, but given my unfortunate looks, I fear it will never happen,” Pane said.
“Shepherds are selected on their skills alone. Just so you know, I think you are most handsome and I love how gentle you are when typing on my console.”
The air resonated when a harsh barking voice demanded, “Pane to the control room.”
EXCERPT FROM ZOUSAN’S POV AS TO WHAT HAPPENS NEXT:
A second later, the ugliest crew member Zousan had ever seen stood before him. Standing four feet tall and as straight as his hunchback would allow, the brown furry simian-like creature smiled at him with sharp white teeth.
Zousan was about to yell at him for breaking protocol but realized since he’d never seen this fellow before, Pane could be so new to Control Central that he didn’t know that no one “popped” in on the Commander.
“Pane, it is customary, nay mandatory, to arrive in the outer waiting room and then ask permission to enter.”
“But you said…” Pane grimaced and bowed his head. “I apologize, Commander.”
“No harm done. I gather you have yet to be taught the appropriate protocol?”
“Persi said it would be another hundred years before anyone would notice my work.”
Zousan rubbed his right temple. Clearly Persi was slacking off on his training responsibilities. There was no way someone with Pane’s scores would escape notice that long.
“I will speak to Persi about preparing you sooner than that. Once you are ready, I’ll give you some of Thoran’s universe to monitor.”
Pane’s bushy eyebrows rose, merging into his frizzy brown hair. “I’m to be given a galaxy?”
“We’ll start with a few planets at first, and if that goes well, we’ll expand from there.”
Pane smiled, which almost improved his appearance to that of a good-looking troll. Clearly, the fellow could never be used for meetings with sentient beings. Gods were supposed to be perfect, both in appearance and action.
If only that were true!
The Gods of Probabilities
One charming boy named Drogan has the ability to manipulate quantum reality in ways that will strengthen the Path of Light. Only trouble is that his gift runs a high probability of killing him and wiping out the Path of Light for good.
While the bureaucratic Gods will try to assist, in Quantum all possibilities not only can, but do happen, so the future is never certain.
Liza is a multiple genre author of 15 novels. A Late Victorian Series, The Adventures of Xavier & Vic, plus a spinoff, A Right to Love, is an ongoing series. A Long Road to Love is a humorous Contemporary Disaster Romance series (5 books). She has two single books. One is a humorous, bad boys contemporary novel with ghosts, called Ghost Lover, the other is Untamed & Unabashed, a spinoff from Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice.
Now, she’s rolling out her Science fiction series (with romance & humor) called The Multiverses. The first four books are slotted for last half of 2015. In addition she hopes, if she hasn’t dropped from exhaustion by then, to re-release a sometimes humorous/suspense thriller called Saving Casey. It’s the story of a middle-class old woman who dies and wakes up in a trust-fund teen’s body with no choice but to turn around Casey’s life, despite the many bridges the teen has burnt.
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