90s 3D Render Silos
The Marksman   New Jersey, United States
 
 
Companions and compatriots, I am Silos. Mender Silos, if you prefer. I am founder and visionary of Ouroboros...a group dedicated to lifting this planet out of the abyss.

In my time, over a million years in the future, humanity is no more. Thus, I have collected the greatest minds from across time and brought them here, to this crucial point, in an attempt to stop this annhilation.

However, we need your help. For all of Ouroboros' great resources and my own unparalleled intellect, we are not prepared to weather the Coming Storm. This world and its superpowered beings must be vigilant against this future event. The less you know about this event, the better. But I will say this... The catalyst that brings about the unraveling of the cosmos starts HERE. All of your petty squabbles amongst yourselves and your Rikti counterparts must be brought to an end, before it reaches its inevitable crescendo!

If you are one of the entrusted...a Keeper of the Secret of Ouroboros and the portal that brings you here...I welcome you. Our enclave is obfuscated and only those already familiar with time travel can perceive its presence.

We travel in time through the Pillar of Ice and Flame. An artifact from the end of the universe itself. Of the eleven methods of time travel, the Pillar grants us the greatest temporal accuracy while also being the most accessible to the superpowered beings needed to alter the causality curve.

As a member of Ouroboros, you have access to the Pillar. Use it wisely...to relive your previous exploits, earn your precious badges, collect your needed salvage, and fufill whatever destiny you see laid out for yourself.

We ask for nothing in return...only the hope that you will aid our Menders. Lazarus. Tesseract. Twilight's Son. And Myself, in our own missions against the Coming Storm.

However, be warned! The time stream is not your own... A mysterious entity seeks to tear out the stitches we so carefully sew. The reason is unknown...as unknown as the identity of this malevolence. Were it not for these tears in time, humanity might have a chance at combatting the Coming Storm.

But now... No one, not even I, can predict what the future holds...
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