"Who are you, and how do you know my name?"
"My name is Lion; I am a human like you, to your second question, even if I told you it would be difficult for you to believe me, let's leave it at that. I have looked for you since I know that you do not belong to this world. You entered through a portal ago "Many years ago, you crashed on an island. The humans of your time travel through space and have names like Odin, Zeus, Osiris, surely you know who they are"
Jahve nodded his head, there were few things in his life that could surprise him.
"Why do I have to go back? "I don't want to leave my children."
"Your children have another role in history; don't worry, just when you leave, they will be rescued and will return to the life they should have had. They will always remember you as their father, and even after thousands of years, their story will still be told"
"But compared to my world, which is always at war, this is a paradise, because I would leave it"
"Well, think about it this way: perhaps this island has been your paradise, but our race will face annihilation in a few years... Beings from another part of the universe will arrive willing to exterminate you... you just have to convince yours that the only way to survive is for them to come here to this earth, this is the place where humanity can be reborn..."
"And who will believe me? My world has always been at war with other races in the galaxy. I was fighting one myself when I passed through the portal. I'm sorry, Lion, but they will treat me as crazy, and we won't get anything. Only if you could be more specific, if we could know when it will happen, what concrete facts can support my story, then we would have a chance..."
"Don't worry, I won't leave you alone; I will send someone to help you when the time comes, have faith, the path to salvation is here…"
"How can I come back?"
"The portal will open on your children's 24th birthday; that day, get on your ship and let its magic push you into the void of the cosmos on the other side."
"How can humanity be saved?"
"When the time comes when you have to evacuate your homeland, select as many warriors as you can and let them enter a deep sleep phase. When they return from that exploration to this world, the rest can be saved."
This Lion got up, and as he walked away his figure became translucent, and they disappeared as if he had never been there.
The next morning Jahve woke up next to his children like every day during those 24 years, but worry devastated him. However, his children, more accustomed by their nature to everything amazing and fantastic, accepted well what his father told them.
It cannot be said that they were not sad or that they did not suffer from losing the figure who had cared for them during all those years on the island. But they had long felt in their hearts that his father would one day leave for that other world that he had described to them more than once.
With the effort of the three of them, they took what was left of the ship to the beach, and waited patiently. While they waited, their children began to overload the fighter's old batteries with electrical magic.
Although he could no longer fly, Jahve did not know how long he would spend wandering through the cosmos before his signal was located, he would not even be certain that this would happen if it were not for the certainty and firm belief in the dream that he had had.
One afternoon, while the sun's rays were reflecting on the waves, the port, with its greenish light, opened in the sea a couple of kilometers from the beach.
Jahve said a tearful goodbye to his children, and he put on his space suit and pilot's helmet again and got into the cockpit of the fighter. His children began to summon the magic of wind and psyche to slow the ship and propel it to the portal.
The old soldier took one last look back as he crossed the portal and entered the darkness of space... He was alone again, floating in nothingness. He could see how the fighter's energy system was at forty percent of its capacity. . This gave him a margin of two days of life support; he had to play that card.
On the bridge of the star cruiser Hesperides, a radio beacon signal appeared on radars.
"Captain Caxtor, we have a radio beacon signal in quadrant 7."
"Identify the ship's code and put it on the screen"
The identification of Grand Admiral Jahve's fighter appeared on the screen...
"Shit, even if it's to recover the remains of a great hero, we have to rescue that ship, everyone! Heading to Sector 7, deploy the fighters on an interception mission. I want to know if they really are the remains of the admiral's fighter before we fall into any trap.
A few hours later, the fighter pilots confirmed not only that it was the Grand Admiral's ship, but that he was inside it and appeared to be alive.
Jahve was rescued when he had little left of the oxygen that his ship's life support could generate; however, what surprised the rescuers most was not finding him alive after two years of having given him up for dead and missing, but rather that he was supposed to be dead. The great Admiral could not have been more than 31 years old; however, without being able to doubt his identity, as indicated by his genetic profile, this man seemed to have been well over fifty.
He was treated in the infirmary for the entire time it took the Hesperides to return to his native homeland; however, no matter how much he responded to where he had been and how he had survived, no one believed him.
He screamed and protested, trying to convey the truth about him to the rest of humanity. In the end, he was declared war-wounded; it was considered that his mental and physical state had been affected by cosmic radiation and he was not in his faculties. . All positions or commands in the navy were withdrawn from him, and although they did not dare to take away his stripes as grand admiral, he was a war hero, a symbol of hope for the entire nation and the navy.