By Isaac Asimov
It's the 12 months 12,020 G.E. and Emperor Cleon I sits uneasily at the Imperial throne of Trantor. right here within the nice multidomed capital of the Galactic Empire, 40 billion humans have created a civilization of incredible technological and cultural complexity. but Cleon is familiar with there are those that might see him fall - these whom he could smash if in basic terms he may well learn the future.
Hari Seldon has come to Trantor to convey his paper on psychohistory, his amazing thought of prediction. Little does the younger Outworld mathematician recognize that he has already sealed his destiny and the destiny of humanity. For Hari possesses the prophetic energy that makes him the main sought after guy within the Empire... the fellow who holds the major to the long run - an apocalyptic energy to be comprehend without end after because the origin.