Phinea Forsythe

Merge Phinea Forsythe

Civilizations advance in bursts, don't they?

Those sudden clumps of success throughout Earth's history, have you wondered about their source?

A corner of my lips hook in a hint of a smile. Great strides don't happen without a plan ... by someone. Do they?

I am Toth, the twelfth of "The Twelve." Progress and protection are what we Izen were created to do.

It's 3100 BCE. Peering down from the shuttle's viewport, I scan the green slash running from south to north through the white sand of the endless Egyptian desert and wonder what toll will be paid for our interference there. Implementing Plan 643A will require a few of the greatest scientists and warriors in the galaxy: seven Izen, three humans, and Gwyn, an ancient female of unknown origin. Working together we will attempt to merge Egypt into one nation, creating the first great civilization on Earth.

Nature is no match for Izen scientific genius.




Barbarian incursions are no match for Izen military prowess.




But what about an Izen's frailty? his programming buried deep at his core? his overwhelming urge to love and make humans happy? what about an Izen's heart of gold? Oh, dear.