Revolution for Hire: Trotsky Strolls Central Park

DISCLAIMER
Revolution for Hire is my first serious work of historical fiction. Previously, my involvement in this forum was merely restricted to flags and vexillological discussion... Yet, as I uncovered the richness of alternate history and came around to developing grander stories, I decided to give this a try. The idea of Revolution for Hire is to understand the basics behind developing a quality timeline worthy of this community, before moving on to the big things. Having said that, I would immensely appreciate feedback, constructive criticism and commentary. I plan on doing a four chapter storyline with a somewhat basic premise, so don't expect an immediate masterpiece. This story is based primarily in an alternate October Revolution, and a disgruntled Leon Trotsky who sees opportunity in the New World. And now, let us begin.



 
Chapter One



Lenin, der Schweizer

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"Sometimes... History needs a push."
-Vladimir Lenin






















Are we truly ready to step into the realm of the divine?

We stand at the gates of the beyond. We grasp with our gaze, just barely grazing with the tips of vision, a place that transcends the mortality of human nature. Things in our realm… they whither and die. They rot and vanish, forgotten by time.

Time.

But just inches away, where legend dwells, time is nonexistent. Time knows no place. Like a crystal forest, the passage of events are easily manipulable.

Humans become gods.

But are we ready? Are we ready to leave the myths of old and craft them reality?

It had been called “Elysium”: the mythical afterlife of Greek legend, where the righteous and noble spent eternity. It was known since antiquity, even to primitive, Earthen humans, that time was not a rectilinear, rigid fixture of existence but rather a shapeable property, affected and altered by the physical world. But until the discovery of this mysterious Elysium, any idea of managing time at will had been discarded as scientifically absurd. It wasn’t until we reached the very edges of the cosmos that this strange phenomena was revealed to us: a rupture in the space-time continuum, accessible when stabilized by high-density quantum energy; an irregular quantic oddity resulting from proximity to the cosmic frontier. Now, we can reach out and change time as desired: the pinnacle of civilization, within grasp.

“Are our orders clear, Admiral?”
 
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