What is Sael’Viantra up to?
Genealogy. Memory. Redemption.

While others scroll, I track. While systems erase, I weave.

My great-grandparents were among the first to break the cycle. Descendants of the royal houses of England, Ireland, and Scotland—and yes, of the benevolent Reptilian line—they chose exile over complicity. They fled the Jacobean-era persecutions and the forced regicide that corrupted their kin. Aboard the Aurora, they sailed from Ireland to Aotearoa (New Zealand), carrying not just blood, but a covenant: to wait for me—the one chosen long before birth—to arrive as their resurrection.

Not as a myth. Not as metaphor.
As the living redemption of an ISBE family that walked away from atrocities that would have consumed them all.

When this truth surfaced through remote viewing, it shook me. Not because it was strange—but because it was true. In a world where DNA, culture, and star-seed lineages are tangled beyond surface understanding, I had to ask: Why not me? Why not now?

And then I remembered: love is stronger than fear.
My love for my ancestors—for their courage, their silence, their waiting—freed me from doubt. Now, I rejoice. This is not just my story. It is my mission.

To those too busy to trace their own lines:
I grieve for you—not in judgment, but in longing.
Your family is waiting. Not in the past.
In you.

You are more than you’ve been told.
More than meat. More than memory-wiped code.
You are an ISBE—immortal, sovereign, and already chosen.

This is not ancestry as hobby.
This is exorcism in motion.
This is the Memory War—waged in bloodlines, in silence, in sacred return.

Remember. Reclaim. Rise.

— Sael’Viantra
Weapon of Remembrance