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They looked from the window as a group, observing the great lakes and streams of lava bubble and roil like scalding water. Some of the molten rock that got especially high up almost landed on their helicopter, although the fact that it was able to both fly without an atmosphere and resist the insane heat without cooking them reassured them that very likely nothing would haopen if it did hit. As the fragment plummeted to earth, the children watched in awe as a meteor came down with it and struck with great force. Scarlet was taking notes, however.
'Moon incredibly large. Approx 7000 km from Earth.' She looked out to estimate the temperature of the magma lining the planet's surface. After some calculation in her head, she figured the yellow-hot liquid to be about one and a half thousand degrees celsius. 'Lava about 1500°C.' Gerald had noticed that she was too focused on measuring and recording everything, and just wanted his sister to enjoy the moment. He quietly asked her in a weak voice, "Scarlet, could you please just enjoy this? You'll regret it if you don't." His request cleaely seemed ro tick her off for a bit, but she eventually put the pencil down, if not quite reluctantly.
Bluey sat next to her sweetheart, both excited at the dynamic environmemt of the birth of the Earth, and terrified that it honestly kind of looked like hell itself. Before much else could occur, the Emperor opened the door with a slam, walking out in a jazzy fashion as everyone turned to stare at the man. "Welcome, everyone, to the Deep Time Tour! The only response he got from everyone wwas disturbed and irritated stares, causing him to break out into a bit of a sweat. "Uhh, anyway... This is the Chaotian, the first era of the Hadean. This period lasts between 4540 million to 4400 million years ago! As you can see, it was... pretty much just Hell, in all meanings of the word."
People began to turn back to their windows to keep looking at the chaos, now aware that this was literally their own planet at some point, the fact giving the rivers of lava a whole new purpose, those would become the rock that made up all of earth, every diamond, every bar of gold, every piece of silicon that would make the devices they use on the daily. In this slurry of molten stones would be born the composition of the planet. This new-found outlook on this section of geological history brought most a value to the ground they would be walking on when this was over. But now it was time to head off, and go forward a full 200 million years.
Next stop, Zirconian.