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⠀   ⠀    ⠀⠀⠀ A blue man on a red planet





⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀     1st Requiem - XATA (Truth)

It began long before us, we who now live our perfect and dull, endless lives.
It began long before these moon-palaces and body-markets hurling around our golden sun.
It began long before our light-coil thinkers, our radiation wars, our oil, smoke.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀     It began with us.
The continuity and its twin, wanderlust. The need for unseen shores deep in our marrow. No judge, jester, queen, or king can escape this old blood.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀       We are nomads, eternal.
And when no ocean, mountain, or sky could contain us... our gaze hungered star-ward. Afar, they mocked us with their brittle light. Winking and jeering like dangling Ayatans, forever out of reach, illuminating the truth: immortal as we are - we die with the sun.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    That's where I come in.


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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀" Do I trust Mankind to save itself ? [...] The truth is, I don't know. "
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       ⠀You know, if there is one thing that I have learned, it is that we must obey the rules of the game.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    We can pick the game, Niko Bellic.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   But we cannot change the rules.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Remember Reach

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Through the dark of futures past, the magician longs to see.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀      One chants out between two worlds, fire walk with me !

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀     " My name is Legion: for we are many. " - Mark 5:9 - The New Testament
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  In Memory of a Patriot, Who Saved the World
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ " The last Metroid is in captivity. The Galaxy is at peace... "

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   Glory to Mankind

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  In my talons, I shape clay, crafting life forms as I please.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   If I wish, I can smash it all.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀     Around me is a burgeoning empire of steel.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   From my throne room, lines of power careen into the skies of Earth.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀My whims will become lightning bolts that raze the mounds of humanity.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   Out of the chaos, they will run and whimper, praying for me to end their tedious anarchy.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  I am drunk with this vision.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ God: the title suits me well.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    The world as we know it nears its end, yet the past remains the key to the future...
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀     8th Requiem - LOHK (Void)

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  From brooding gulfs are we beheld by that which bears no name.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Its heralds are the stars it fells, the sky and earth aflame.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀      Corporeal laws are unwrit, as suns and love retreat.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   To cosmic madness, laws submit, though stalwart minds entreat.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    In luminous space, blackened stars, they gaze, accuse, deny.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    Roiling, moaning this realm of ours in madness, lost shall die.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    Carrion hordes trill their profane accord with eldritch plans.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    To cosmic forms from tangent planes,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ we end as we began.









⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I've seen things you people wouldn't believe.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀      All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    Time to die

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