I'd utilize the ship and the incredible power it contains to (somehow) force an era of cooperation between various world governments (perhaps the threat of utterly destroying the entirety of Earth's satellite network would make them change their tune). While the dust settles on Earth, the shipboard AI and I (I'm going to assume that this ship's AI will be pretty goddamn smart) will hammer out a design for a relatively cheap, mass-producible interplanetary ship that can be designed with only minor advances in Terran technology.
Upon completion of the design, I will contact all major space administrations and any group willing to make use of these ships for purely peaceful purposes and provide detailed instructions on their construction and maintenance. From my position as shipmaster of the most advanced vessel in the Sol system, I can monitor mankind's space development as the nations of Earth work together to spread out across the system. Meanwhile, the AI and I will continue to make greater advances in technology, including medical tech (if need be, I'll invite some doctors aboard, to let them have a gander at all this new tech that could possibly be employed in the biomedical field). Every few years, we'll publish an update in the construction methods, subtly adding new features and components; in exchange for this, I will demand every single health-improving, life-prolonging development that stems from study of this ship be given to me for free (In other words, sweet new cyborg body).
With any luck, by the time I start giving these guys half-decent weapons, I'll be so heavily augmented that I'll be able to stay alive for centuries, and the various people of Earth might actually be able to stand each other long enough to form a unified government. It is at this stage that the odds of somebody trying to use armed ships to fight me will become rather large. This is when I will unveil my latest project:
The development of a fleet of advanced warships, developed with advanced alien technology, crewed by men and women loyal to my cause, and with their shipboard AI's ultimately serving my will alone. Any and all armed resistance will be crushed. Rebels will be dealt with... Harshly. I will reign supreme over an interstellar empire that man had once only dreamed of- an empire of cyborg humans, ruled from aboard an ancient alien starship by the first and greatest shipmaster of Earth's history.
And, when I die, I will have them burn my body to ash and throw it into the sun, saying, "Here lies Emperor Perry, First Shipmaster of the Empire of Sol, Patron Saint of all who travel through the cold void."
Yeah, you read that right- I'll force the Catholic Church to sanctify me. They know what'll happen if they don't.
Upon completion of the design, I will contact all major space administrations and any group willing to make use of these ships for purely peaceful purposes and provide detailed instructions on their construction and maintenance. From my position as shipmaster of the most advanced vessel in the Sol system, I can monitor mankind's space development as the nations of Earth work together to spread out across the system. Meanwhile, the AI and I will continue to make greater advances in technology, including medical tech (if need be, I'll invite some doctors aboard, to let them have a gander at all this new tech that could possibly be employed in the biomedical field). Every few years, we'll publish an update in the construction methods, subtly adding new features and components; in exchange for this, I will demand every single health-improving, life-prolonging development that stems from study of this ship be given to me for free (In other words, sweet new cyborg body).
With any luck, by the time I start giving these guys half-decent weapons, I'll be so heavily augmented that I'll be able to stay alive for centuries, and the various people of Earth might actually be able to stand each other long enough to form a unified government. It is at this stage that the odds of somebody trying to use armed ships to fight me will become rather large. This is when I will unveil my latest project:
The development of a fleet of advanced warships, developed with advanced alien technology, crewed by men and women loyal to my cause, and with their shipboard AI's ultimately serving my will alone. Any and all armed resistance will be crushed. Rebels will be dealt with... Harshly. I will reign supreme over an interstellar empire that man had once only dreamed of- an empire of cyborg humans, ruled from aboard an ancient alien starship by the first and greatest shipmaster of Earth's history.
And, when I die, I will have them burn my body to ash and throw it into the sun, saying, "Here lies Emperor Perry, First Shipmaster of the Empire of Sol, Patron Saint of all who travel through the cold void."
Yeah, you read that right- I'll force the Catholic Church to sanctify me. They know what'll happen if they don't.