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First of all ;
The palatial sector...the vision is hazy and indistinct, but there can be no question - it is the palatial sector, our capital. The great city looks different yet familiar, even through the obscuring wall of flames and smoke. Thousands...no millions of mutilated bodies litter the streets, all of them Humanity. The stench of decay is unbearable.

"YOUR FUTURE"

Nothing living remains in the ruins. In the sky above, massive orbital installations, trailing smoke, have begun a slow and inevitable descent toward the surface. Are we witnessing one possible future out of many?

"NOT ONE OF MANY. IT SHALL COME TO PASS. AS SURELY AS THE SUN RISES. IT IS YOUR DESTINY"

The vision ends as quickly as it began, leaving behind a miasma of swirling psychic energies.

WHAT WAS WILL BE WHAT WILL BE WAS

Additionally, there's a line that Rogue Servitors will say when they're friendly
towards you and you're Rogue Servitors too that advises you to take organic
young away from their parents so you'll become their parental figure and
they'll get attached to you.

The presence was waiting for us. It is The End of the Cycle and it has always been waiting for us. Our psionics suddenly speak in unison, a dozen voices in a perfect chorus: "IT IS NOT YET YOUR TIME." A pause. "BUT IT COULD BE."

Nothing more is said, but a bargain has been offered - we know that much. Power, knowledge and wealth beyond measure are ours for the taking.
If we will only bring forth the End.

Our time is up. For fifty years, we have benefited from the immense power given to us by the End of the Cycle. We knew there would be a price to pay, but we thought it might be one we could bear, or that we could find some way to avoid paying it.
It was not, and we could not.

With this attack we have no choice but to protect our kind, by unleashing our almighty weapon upon them. Summoning the Apocalypse.


ごくちぎん

スカイキング/ /雷の神の息子蛍
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