February 25, 1640
Helheim Islands
Plumes of dark smoke belched from an otherwise dormant volcano, darkening the skies above. An ominous, foreboding atmosphere surrounded the mysterious island chain as arcane energies manifested within concrete facilities. Arcs of lightning flashed overhead, drawn toward a pair of silver rods sticking out from the volcano’s peak.
Built into the side of the volcano, a Gra Valkan research facility conducted secret experiments using magic gems. Amidst a labyrinth of hallways and rooms, one viewing platform stood out. Placed under the lightning rods, it allowed for a view of the rocky exterior and the lands beyond, as well as a view of the volcano’s smoldering internals.
Tracking the results of the current experiment, a team of scientists operated recording devices while a tall, lab-coated Aryan watched. Armed with striking features and a keen intellect, he represented the head of the Gra Valkas Empire’s magical research operations. Having completed his work on their atomic bomb, he was reassigned to the Helheim Islands to work on a new wonder weapon: the lightning gun.
Standing by his side, a robed mage from the Magikareich Community stared at the immense show of power with an open mouth. “By the heavens, Lord Braun, you certainly didn’t jest when you claimed to possess greater understanding of the philosophies than the Muans.”
The lead scientist ignored the compliment, his priorities set elsewhere. “So, was this demonstration sufficient in convincing you?”
“It certainly was, Lord Braun. I hope you’ll be satisfied to know that I shall return to the Magikareich Community with stellar recommendations, provided you share some of this research and all the prerequisite material necessary to understand it.”
Lord Braun suppressed a frown. Although he and his superiors wanted Magikareich knowledge on magic technology, they didn’t want to exchange too much sensitive Gra Valkan technology for it. Braun nodded in reluctance. The Magikareich proposal wasn’t ideal, but it was acceptable. “Very well. Please send my regards to the High Council and the Dean.”
The robed mage left without another word, leaving only the crackling of electricity and the monotonous hum of machinery to fill in the silence. Satisfied with the deal they struck, Braun returned his attention to the ongoing experiment. Reflecting on the project itself, he looked at a document placed on the table before him: Project Mjolnir.
The lightning gun was a new wonder weapon designed to fire a directed bolt of lightning at a target. Once deemed impossible, new discoveries in the field of magic — particularly the ability to control fundamental properties — allowed for the development of this new wonder weapon. Using magic to create an electromagnetic tunnel, lightning bolts could be directed at targets much like how a gun barrel directs a bullet. The practical applications of the weapon itself were questionable, with the primary use as a possible counter to American electronic equipment. Despite a shaky incentive for building this weapon, the project nonetheless represented a scientific foundation for the study of magic. Even if the lightning gun proved to be ineffective, the lessons learned from channeling magic and manipulating the environment using magic could usher in a new age of technological advancement.
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February 27
Avest, Magikareich Community
The Magikareich capital city, much like those of other Elysian nations, was a consolidation of the government’s wealth and power. Blending the practical functionality of Muan cities and the beautiful aesthetics of Mirishial cities, Avest was the pinnacle of combined magic and scientific technologies. They coveted knowledge, so much so that their form of government was a council consisting of intellectuals: professors who each managed a state.
Together, this council made decisions for the entire community, such as the decision to ally with the Gra Valkans and share their knowledge. Having finalized the deal for Gra Valkan research, the council convened once more to discuss the contents of the enormous data package they received. Boxes of textbooks and reports corresponding to Project Mjolnir stacked to the ceiling while council members debated the ramifications of continued friendship with the Gra Valkans.
Concerned over deteriorating relations with Mu, a portion of the council protested against exclusivity. “We already have what we asked for! There is no further reason to pursue closer bonds with these strangers!” A blue suited woman asserted her position.
“No further reason, you say?” A man in a red suit asked with a posh accent. “Doctor Halberd, reality shows quite the opposite. These technologies are but a fraction of the wonders in their libraries. Why stop here when we can secure more?”
“Doctor Neumann,” Halberd sighed, “I implore you to see reason. This greed can only be satisfied with a heavy price,” she said widely. “Should we entertain your fantasies, we will be giving up most of our secrets! Not only that, we will be forfeiting opportunities with the Muans, Mirishials, and potentially even the Americans!”
Heads turned, mouths remaining still. The council members looked at each other, digesting Halberd’s worries. It was no secret that the Elysian Defense Initiative and the Gra Valkas Empire were beginning to exhibit distinct rivalry. Both sides had already begun to carve up nations and drag them into their own spheres of influence, with the Gra Valkans taking over Leifor, her subsidiaries, and the Conshal Islands. In response, the Muans began consolidating their allied factions and the Mirishials finally exerted the power of their reputation. Even the Americans weren’t shy of such imperialism, despite their democratic ways. After the Parpaldian-American War, they essentially brought the entire Third Civilized Region into their fold.
While everyone agreed that gaining the favor of the Gra Valkan Empire over the Muans and Mirishials was preferable, not everyone thought it was a good idea to sacrifice a relationship with the Americans. Recognizing this, Neumann fired back before his argument lost support. “Exchanging our secrets for secrets of the Gra Valkans’ own is a profitable exchange, considering their level of technology. Doing so will elevate our own understanding of both magic and science, freeing us from our reliance on Muan and Mirishial scraps!” He boldly declared. He relished in the quality of his words, confident that he could dissuade any worries about losing Muan and Mirishial goods.
However, the elephant in the room still remained as an ever-present, looming shadow. Neumann continued, “With regards to the Americans, we can anticipate how they will react by studying their standard foreign policy. Analyses of American relations with Qua Toyne, Quila, and the Philadean nations show a disposition for economic friendliness, including establishing infrastructure. They’ve shown no inclination toward sharing their technologies, even prohibiting the export of textbooks.”
Halberd stopped Neumann from talking further, “Hold on, that’s an assumption that completely ignores diplomatic deals! This prohibition — it only applies to civilian travelers. We’ve heard of Muan and Mirishial officials finding access to American libraries and textbooks. Ask yourself, why would Mu and the Holy Mirishial Empire engage in close trade with the Americans?”
“Bah,” Neumann scoffed. “What you speak of is mere hearsay! You have no conclusive evidence for such dealings!”
“You only need to ask the Oracles! Their operatives have seen sights that corroborate my claims.”
“A fascinating stall tactic, Doctor Halberd,” Neumann shot.
Before he could tear down the credibility of Halberd’s claim, the Dean himself stepped in. “Halberd’s claims do indeed find truth with the Oracles’ findings overseas. However, we may not assume that the Americans would be so kind as to simply grant us their best technologies. They will likely ask for something in return, much like they’ve done with the Mirishials. Doctor Halberd, what can we offer them, and what can we expect in return?”
Doctor Halberd cooled down, brushing strands of brown hair from her face before answering, “Sir Dean, I believe that we can offer the Americans the same materials we have traded the Gra Valkans. They too are interested in studying magic, as evidenced by their activities with their neighbors and the Mirishials. While competing with Mirishial technology is an arduous task, we still maintain one advantage: we know best how to integrate magic with science. If they haven’t yet established the basic principles, we may guide them in exchange for technologies. If they prefer us to favor them over the Gra Valkans, then we may take a calculated risk on diplomacy; we may request for even more concessions. If they want the Magikareich Community’s support, they will have to provide us with technologies more advanced than whatever we are receiving from the Gra Valkans.”
The council members emitted a series of nods, excited over the prospect of receiving American technology. Like the laws of gravity, it was obvious that the Americans possessed greater scientific understanding than both the Muans and Gra Valkans. If the Magikareich could secure a mutually beneficial relationship with the Americans, then they wouldn’t need the Gra Valkans’ help.
Neumann’s eyes twitched at the thought of losing their relationship with the Gra Valkans — and by extension, his lucrative and very profitable projects. Desperately grasping at straws, he eventually found one that could salvage his position, or at least delay the inevitable until he milked as much as he could from the Gra Valkans. “This prospect, Doctor Halberd, is an enticing one indeed. I find myself inclined to agree with you on this, but there still lingers a valid concern.”
Halberd raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. “And what would that be?”
“Our relationship with the Gra Valkans is already established. We cannot abandon what we have for misguided optimism. What if the Americans do not accept our proposals? We are then left with neither Gra Valkan nor American technologies. Or Muan technologies, or Mirishial technologies.”
Halberd was left speechless, unable to construct a counter for Neumann’s concern. Already, she noticed more and more council members beginning to agree with his concerns. With nothing to say, she simply nodded and sat down in her seat.
Neumann looked at the dean, a white-haired man dressed in a gold suit. “Sir Dean?”
The dean concluded the debate. “I have come to a settlement. Both sides make excellent points, and should any of you find my proposal inadequate, you may submit a new proposal of your own.” He raised a finger. “Now, what I propose is a compromise between Halberd’s view and Neumann’s view. We cannot disregard the potential of acquiring American knowledge, but we also cannot disregard the tangible boons granted by our current engagements with the Gra Valkans. We require more information before making a decision, so I propose we maintain current relations with the Gra Valkans while also growing closer with the Americans. We shall implement this strategy immediately, to be ceased and revisited only if either side presents us with an ultimatum. Any other proposals?”
Everyone shook their heads.
“Very well. We shall now vote on this proposal. Doctor Halberd in favor?”
Halberd stood up from her seat, proudly saying her position. “Aye.”
The dean recorded the vote on a sheet of paper. “Doctor Neumann in favor?”
Neumann didn’t prefer the conditions of the proposal, but recognized it as a win. It was better than nothing. Reluctantly, he submitted his vote. “Aye.”
The dean continued the voting process with the ten other council members. “It seems we have a unanimous consensus. This is now official: the Magikareich Community will seek to maintain current relations with the Gra Valkan Empire. While doing so, we will foster relations with the Americans until we are issued an ultimatum, or reach a final decision. Council members, we will convene every month to review our positions. At any time, you may confirm or rescind your vote. Once there are twelve confirmed votes, we will proceed with the elected plan. If there is a tie, we will once more review the votes, in case anyone wishes to change theirs. If there still remains a tie, then I shall mediate and decide.” The dean then used a gavel, signaling the conclusion of their meeting. “This convention is now adjourned. You are all dismissed.”
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A lightning gun is an ineffective weapon. Tesla's so-called Death Ray was imaginative, but basic physics put down that idea. Even if the lightning is produced magically, it still follows basic physics. Nowadays, electronics are better shielded against EMP and a simple Faraday cage can work wonders.
A lightning gun is an ineffective weapon.
Granted, this is a work of fiction and the device in question is a blend of science and magic, with the latter being purely a figment of imagination. That said, there is a real-world equivalent to a lightning gun, though it is not all that impressive as this story implies - or even two equivalents.
One such "lightning gun"-like weapon is the ion gun - an instrument that generates a beam of heavy ions with a well defined energy distribution. Such a device can actually be built and it can actually be used to electrify an object or even a person at a distance - doing things such as lighting up a light bulb. And, yes, it can fry sensitive electronics at a distance, though that distance is relatively short.
While not exactly the same, there are also microwave weapons employed by police and militaries. There's the Radio Frequency Vehicle Stopper which uses high-powered microwave (HPM) pulses to knock out the engine's electronic control unit, causing the engine to stall. And there's the Active Denial System (ADS), which is a non-lethal directed-energy weapon which can heat up the skin of targets, causes incapacitating pain and forcing angry crowds to flee and disperse.
Furthermore, there are various other types of 'Directed Energy Weapons' (search this term on Wikipedia) around the world, either deployed or currently under development. Some of these weapons use particle beams, plasma or sonics instead of microwaves. And some of these are designed to destroy at a distance a wide variety of commercial off-the-shelf (COTS) electronic equipment or, in some cases, disable enemy missiles or other military equipment. And not all of these are non-lethal; some of them can kill people at a distance.
Nowadays, electronics are better shielded against EMP and a simple Faraday cage can work wonders.
This is true. Military vehicles, in particular, are designed and tested for a certain degree of EMP shielding. And tanks are basically already a moving Faraday case. Though, there is still the possibility of EMP ingress via antennas and cables. Hardening does do wonders. But my understanding is that not even military vehicles can be shielded so perfectly against EMP and similar weapons that it is completely, 100% invulnerable. With a powerful enough EMP or directed energy there is still the possibility of at least some of the electronics failing - probably the radio/communications.
That said, microwaves and EMP involve electromagnetic waves, while a so-called "lightning gun" would presumably work by shooting a beam of heavy ions or other charged particles. Those are two different things and would behave somewhat differently. Yes, a Faraday cage should be effective against both. But just because something is hardened against EMP does not necessarily mean that it would be totally immune to a beam of heavy ions - particularly with a high enough induced voltage and current.
Tesla's so-called Death Ray was imaginative, but basic physics put down that idea.
And how do you know this as actual fact? Have you even studied Tesla's work?
It seems unfair to completely dismiss Tesla's Death Ray out of hand because all the details of this are unavailable. All of Tesla's research notes about this project and many other of his projects was stolen or confiscated from his safe right after his death, presumably by the US guvernment. The world may never know unless Tesla's research is one day found and released to the public.
Well, there are some details about Tesla's Death Ray that we do know based on what he described. He explained that it worked by way of "scalar energy", which is something not taught in most science textbooks. And before anyone starts complaining that such energy does not exist and that it's all crackpot science: Scalar energy theory seems to fit perfectly well within standard physics so long as one uses certain equations - an extension of Maxwell's Equations. Supposedly, the form of Maxwell's Equations that is taught in most science books today is a truncated or abbreviated form.
@Xpacetrue why do you feel the need to write this
@astrahq9 Because I like intellectual debates over subjects like this, because I like this subject in particular, and because I happen to disagree with several of the points he made. So, I tried to explain why I disagreed or felt that way, giving my reasoning and comparisons to real-world devices and situations.
@Xpacetrue The thing about Tesla's Death Ray idea is that he believed in transmitting electricity 'wirelessly' over long distances. Yeah, no. Electricity by itself will greatly disperse over distance, thereby making it useless as a ranged weapon, unless it has some kind of pathway or guidance to keep it focused. Electricity, like water, takes the path of least resistance. And trying to shoot down a plane with electricity doesn't work very well when the target itself isn't grounded.
Tesla's work with Alternating Current or AC was revolutionary, but he really didn't believe in the existence of electrons. And he didn't believe in Einstein's theory of relativity either, or nuclear energy.
@Xpacetrue - I don't always understand what you say, but I love seeing any comment from you.