【个人渣翻】普神圣约-十三元祖第一节
这大概就是所谓的天空一声巨响，wtm闪亮登场了……欢迎纠错指正
The Thirteen primes
I am.
No moment but present lies within me. I am as empty as the spaces between the stars. They are the first thing I see, the first thing I know.
In the next quantum of time that passes, I am aware of what and who I am. I know the stars are above me and the solid metal body of the planet is beneath my feet. This world that supports me is the titanic, semi-hibernating Primus, the demigod who created me. I have a name. I am Alpha Trion, third of the thirteen Primes.
A split cycle later Solus appears to my left out of thin air. There is a flash as she takes form and the ground quakes. Lightning surrounds her in a nimbus that reaches out and crackles into my nerves. I marvel that I can be blinded and shocked, and that I can recover from this. Everything is new. Everything is a wonder, even pain and fright.
Then, with a series of resounding booms, the next nine are made one after another to complete our lineup. Shrouded in the glowing golden light of the Energon burst that accompanies his explosive creation, Thirteen’s first gesture is to salute with his arm raised - a sign of victory and greeting marks the mighty effort of imagination and will that has made us all. He is the last Prime, and he completes us. I raise my arm too. To my right and left all do the same. Our first action is unified. Knowledge of our destiny unspools in our minds in a steady cascade as Energon fills our bodies with life and power. Primus's work is done. In concert we will do what he could not; we are his successors, and in our creation he has drawn this phase of his life to a close.
I turn to him automatically across the comms net, son to father, but even as i do so, his presence is already fading away. He switches down from conscious flow to hypersleep with a gentle glide of unraveling synaptic processes. The last we know of him is a feeling of quiet faith, which he has for each of us. He has given us everything of himself, and there is nothing more to say.
I feel bereft: to gain and lose so much in a single minute. Between joy and grief I am torn into silence. Beside me the other Primes stand, titans astride a reclining god, filled with awe. We look at one another. We look at the world, the vast skies, the sprays of light that are stars and galaxies and the near - infinite reaches of the universe that extend beyond our ability to see, or hear, or know. As far as we can tell, there is nothing here but us and our dormant world.
But if there were truly nothing, there would be no need for our existence, and that thrilling and disturbing knowledge is reflected in all our eyes as we turn to face one another. Then, as our awareness unifies, our spirits draw together. We are granted a fleeting glimpse of what has gone before as the past unfurls before our minds' eye.
十三元祖
就是我。
除了此时此刻，我一无所有，仿若星海间的虚无般空虚。我对世界最初的印象，就是我第一眼所见的他们【不知是指前两位元祖还是指星辰】。
接下来的时间里，我理解了我是什么，我是谁，我理解了群星在我的上方，坚硬的金属大地的星球在我的脚下。支撑这个世界的伟大的、正在半梦之中的Primus，是创造了我的神明。我有一个名字，我名为钛师傅，十三元祖之三。
一个分裂周期后，赛天骄出现在我面前的空中。她伴随着闪光和地震降临，闪电像光轮一样缠绕着她，这场面直击我的神经。我惊异于我竟然能感到迷茫和惊讶，之后我缓过神来。这里的一切都是那么新奇，即使是痛苦和恐惧，也都是神迹。
然后，伴随着一系列的轰动的爆炸，接下来的九位也被创造了出来，加入到我们之中。十三的诞生是笼罩在能量晶体爆发的金色光芒之中。十三首先举起了自己的手臂——在我们看来这个姿势意味着胜利和致意。他是最后一位元祖，这样我们的队伍就完整了。我也举起我的手，左右两旁的伙伴们也这样做。我们第一次行动如此统一，我们深知我们的命运交错在一起，就如同能量在我们的身体中流淌，让我们充满了生的力量。Primus的工作完成了，我们一致决定将要做到他现在无法做到的事，我们将接下他的工作，在创造了我们之后，他就已经结束了这一阶段的活动。
我试图在通信网里向他发出信号，就像儿子找父亲一样，但即使我这样做，他的存在也已经消失了。他用温和的方式从有意识的活动切换到了超睡眠状态，我们最后所能感受到的是他对我们每一个人都有着安心的信任。他已经把一切都赐给了我们，至此已无需多说。
我感到很失落：在这短短的一分钟里我得到了很多，但也失去了他。在这悲喜交加之间，我陷入了沉默。在我的身旁屹立着其他的元祖们，巨人们敬畏他们倚靠着的神明。我们看着彼此，看着世界、广阔的天空、群星的光芒以及星系外无限延伸的宇宙—那已经超出了我们所见所闻所知的范围了。就我们所知，这里除了我们，什么都没有的，只是一个沉眠中的世界而已。
但是如果真的没有什么东西的话，那就不需要我们的存在了。当我们面对面时，我们所有人的眼睛里都反映出了毛骨悚然的、令人不安的知识。之后，我们的意识统一起来，我们的精神凝聚在了一起。一个转瞬即逝的过去的影像浮现在了我们脑海中。
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