Cloning Had Done That To Them

Then their languages were confused and one day they woke up alone. If not for the Venusians they’d be simple clones killed off in a madman’s plan, without souls, without the tree of life in the back of their skulls, without knowledge, without knowing they’d been supporting a garden of eden with slave labor. If a few good Venusians had not deceived with a Trojan horse like plan—the evil bird-like Venusians. Now we had a chance to live.
Eons in the future these people on another plane and planet galaxy would realize their mistake and try to travel back to Earth to right a wrong. Out of the fourth dimension they would come to eliminate cloning in their past. They’d have to come back to the first time. The first time it was done and stop it. The father was engendered by his son.
Two galaxies trying to meet each other. Two galaxies as one dependent entity. Cloning had done that to them.