Brasswhisper"Stop... Thou shalt not create... a Schism... Thou shalt not suffer... a heretek..."
PasqalLike the hand of a deity, the mechadendrite extends over Nihel lying convulsing on the deck. "I did not want this, tech-sister. But the procedure must be completed. Farewell." His claw carefully removes a mangled, soot-covered neural cogitator from Brasswhisper's head. The Tech-Priest shudders, and peace descends over her disfigured face.
YOU[Take a closer look at Pasqal]
PasqalThe Tech-Priest looks the same as before... yet different. His morbid aura of martyrdom has given way to a calm and powerful halo of purposefulness. His mechadendrites move with the grace of an inscrutable dance. The scars left by loss and doubt have turned into dark threads on a radiant body confident in its next step.
PasqalAnd his voice. A voice born in the nuclear font of a star and hardened in the cold of the interplanetary void.
YOU[Take a closer look at Pasqal]continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Bow to the Messiah of Discontinuing]
PasqalPasqal remains motionless. Only a short binharic aria comes from his vox. You feel oddly confident that your gesture of respect has been appreciated and received favourably.
PasqalThe voice from the vox is like the tolling of bells summoning a host of angels: "I declare the period of ignorance over and will resume execution of the general algorithm. Integrity has been rehabilitated to a satisfactory degree. Memory access has been restored. I remember everything." Pasqal turns to you and gives you a long look brimming with quiet elation.
YOU"Are you Amarnat?"
Pasqal"This statement is true." Pasqal's stock phrase sounds more complex and more... human than before. "I carry within me his memory and his logical foundation. I am us; I am Amarnat."
AbelAbel points to Pasqal's mechadendrites and says softly, "They have always remembered. They have always preserved."
Pasqal"Thank you for the path we have walked." As Pasqal bows, his thin shoulders seem to take an eternity to descend from the heights that his mind has soared to. "And I am sorry about what happened to Theodora."
YOU"Are you Amarnat?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Did you know Theodora?"
Pasqal"We were allies. She entrusted me with studying a trophy she had obtained." The voice from the vox grows quiet and hoarse, as though coming from a distant past: "We, Amarnat, discovered the basic ways of communicating with it. We developed a weapons-grade strain of tech-blight for her. It terrified me. So I developed its antidote — Eschatos. The concept for the ultimate interruption of machine life."
Pasqal"That was why every one of our shards was located so close to you and to the von Valancius domain. We were counting on her finding us. And extending us her aid and protection."
YOU"Are you Amarnat?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Did you know Theodora?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What are you? Or what were you?"
Pasqal"A higher form of intelligence. A Collective of computational tools freed from the limitations of individualism and the aberrations that stem from having a distinct personality. And at the same time, a Collective bound by a single set of principles that are of equal importance to all: being pure of faith in the Omnissiah and acting for the benefit of Humanity."
Pasqal"We were different. Each one of us considered the prospects of such an experiment, but I was the first to gain the resolve to attempt it. Nihel joined the project to effect control over it: she regarded the experiment as dangerously close to a blasphemous act of creation. The conclave had ordered her to end my research, but she became convinced of the possibility of its success."
Pasqal"Nihel reinforced our union with the prudence of Dementz, a meticulous and reserved auditor, a danger-seeker. I strengthened our genius with the fiery faith of the warrior Tarzus, in order to banish the shadows of false ideas. Axiomantha, who teetered on the brink of becoming a malatek, was chosen by us for her loyalty to ruthless logic and her cold scrutiny, or indeed dissection, of our theories."
Pasqal"Abel..." Pasqal turns his gaze toward his last surviving tech-comrade. "Our quiet genius. The caged genius of imagination. The abstract artist of code. His talent completed the Collective and made it a whole."
YOU"Are you Amarnat?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Did you know Theodora?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What are you? Or what were you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What next? What is the general algorithm?"
Pasqal"A Judgement must be passed. Should the secret of Eschatos exist or be shunned as a false path?"
Pasqal"And should I exist? That is, we. Amarnat."
YOU"Amarnat was a union of six Tech-Priests. All but a few of them are dead now. How does Amarnat still exist?"
Pasqal"Everything Amarnat was at the moment of the disconnection has now awoken in my mind. We are at the point where we stopped. But the Amarnat Collective was envisioned as a dynamic structure. We need new minds."
Pasqal"If I bid you to follow, will you come with me, tech-comrade?" Pasqal waits for an affirmative nod and says, "We will be the core."
Pasqal"The Collective can be replenished with worthy minds from among those aboard the Hermetico. Sincerity is present in their motives and faith. They are intuitively capable of comprehending the notion of Discontinuing the Cycle. Our collective memory can compensate for their lack of knowledge and memory of the rites. Restoration is possible." Pasqal — or what used to be known as Pasqal — makes a sacred gesture, and green sparks run down his mechanical arm. "But the Judgement must be passed first."
YOU"Amarnat was a union of six Tech-Priests. All but a few of them are dead now. How does Amarnat still exist?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What judgement are you leaning toward?"
PasqalAs Pasqal gazes upon the body of his fallen tech-sister, his voice sounds stern and... mournful: "Nihel violated the procedure, and thus her functions had to be terminated. But that does not mean she was wrong. What I see... The destructive power of Eschatos, the entropic energy this secret emanates... I cannot guarantee that Eschatos remains controllable. I cannot guarantee that its existence pleases the Omnissiah."
PasqalThe graceful dance of the mechadendrites takes on a more comprehensible, symmetrical pattern. "I am leaning toward the idea that both Eschatos and Amarnat must cease to exist."
YOU"Amarnat was a union of six Tech-Priests. All but a few of them are dead now. How does Amarnat still exist?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What judgement are you leaning toward?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Address Abel] "What are your thoughts on this dilemma?"
AbelAbel lowers his eyes and is silent for a while, then says, "We have made great sacrifices."
Pasqal"This statement is enigmatic. I request an expanded interpretation." Pasqal looks demandingly into Abel's eyes, but he turns away.
YOU"It is obvious. If we reject Amarnat's knowledge now, all the sacrifice will have been in vain."
AbelAbel gives you a sideways glance and says sorrowfully, "Self-sacrifice must not be in vain."
PasqalPasqal nods with an air of authority and says, "I thank you both. The information has been noted and submitted for analysis."
YOU"Amarnat was a union of six Tech-Priests. All but a few of them are dead now. How does Amarnat still exist?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What judgement are you leaning toward?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Address Abel] "What are your thoughts on this dilemma?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What will the destruction of Eschatos mean for you?"
PasqalA shower of sparks bursts from the power unit on Pasqal's shoulders, burning holes in his scarlet hood. "An act of self-sacrifice. I will destroy the data concerning this technology and the methods of reproducing it. I will burn it out of my neural circuits. Along with everything that led to its creation. Amarnat will be no more. Only a damaged and incomplete shard of him will remain: Pasqal Haneumann."
YOU"Amarnat was a union of six Tech-Priests. All but a few of them are dead now. How does Amarnat still exist?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What judgement are you leaning toward?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Address Abel] "What are your thoughts on this dilemma?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What will the destruction of Eschatos mean for you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Amarnat and the power he wields."
PasqalPasqal throws back his head, and the power brimming in his voice rushes forth like a flood. The Tech-Priest's booming voice is heard throughout the ship, echoed by every vox-speaker on every deck. "I peered into the vortex of time and saw dark omens. I saw that my tech-comrades and I were trapped in the Cycle, spiralling toward nothingness. I saw inevitable doom at the end of that trajectory and rebelled against it."
Pasqal"In accordance with the Machine God's commandment, I have crafted a tool with which to implement my design. In accordance with His commandment, I have developed a plan and analysed it. Now I will act. By my power as an Archmagos, I hereby effect a Restoration and revive the Amarnat Collective. The servants of the Omnissiah need a Messiah who will discontinue their Cycle, and I will be that Messiah. I am Him."
PasqalThe Acgen tribesfolk, the ignorant fosterlings of the Omnissiah, slip into the observatorium hall like silent shadows. Led by an intuitive grasp of the significance of the moment, they automatically gather in a circle, heeding Pasqal's summons... or perhaps, at this point, someone else's.
PasqalYou hear echoes of other voices in Pasqal's: a touch of Dementz's anxiety, of Tarzus's zeal, of Axiomantha's pensiveness. They all fuse into a new voice, full of wisdom and confidence in his prerogative to lead — the voice of Archmagos Amarnat. And this voice takes hold of the lips of your companion's new brothers and sisters. The ancient Tech-Priest turns his gaze toward you and says, with gravitas, "Let the Cycle be discontinued."
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PasqalThe god's voice now echoes with the very familiar overtones of another voice. That of Pasqal Haneumann. And it is full of grief. "The Collective means a new schism, and a return to schism is unacceptable. However, the innermost secret is truly useful to the servants of the Omnissiah. The old method has proved itself inadequate, and so I renounce Amarnat... but not his legacy. Let us see if Pasqal Haneumann can humbly carry the burden that proved too great for his overproud... creator."
YOU"Do what you have decided to do."
PasqalPasqal throws back his head, and the power brimming in his voice rushes forth like a flood. The Tech-Priest's booming voice is heard throughout the ship, echoed by every vox-speaker on every deck. "I peered into the vortex of time and saw dark omens. I saw that my tech-comrades and I were trapped in the Cycle, spiralling toward nothingness. I saw inevitable doom at the end of that trajectory and rebelled against it."
Pasqal"In accordance with the Machine God's commandment, I have crafted a tool with which to implement my design. In accordance with His commandment, I have developed a plan and analysed it. Now I will act. By my power as an Archmagos, I hereby effect a Restoration and revive the Amarnat Collective. The servants of the Omnissiah need a Messiah who will discontinue their Cycle, and I will be that Messiah. I am Him."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalPasqal throws back his head, and the power brimming in his voice rushes forth like a flood. The Tech-Priest's booming voice is heard throughout the ship, echoed by every vox-speaker on every deck. "I was once part of a great whole. I was once but one of many. We gleaned the horror that lay ahead, and we rebelled against it. Yet we proved unworthy of the knowledge revealed to us."
Pasqal"Self-doubt drained our strength and made us hesitate, just as the elders, whose testaments we were following, hesitated. Our fear of change drove us to dogma, paralysed us, and made us waste precious moments when we could have altered destiny's course. We fell apart, helplessly fleeing the dilemma. And in scattering we exposed our weakness to the world."
Pasqal"We were consumed by madness and fanaticism, by depravity and paranoia. The old mistake will not be repeated. I, Pasqal Haneumann, will take the entirety of the power and shoulder the entirety of the burden. I alone will preserve the great knowledge of Eschatos and decide the fate of the Cycle that will be discontinued."
Pasqal"Though our fate is implacable, I, Pasqal Haneumann, will follow my sense of duty and become a protector to my tech-brethren, leading them into the future. Alone."
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PasqalPasqal throws back his head, and the power brimming in his voice rushes forth like a flood. The Tech-Priest's booming voice is heard throughout the ship, echoed by every vox-speaker on every deck. "I once broke the Omnissiah's tenets. I overstepped the limits placed on knowledge. I was guilty of a transgression. We all were."
Pasqal"Now I see just how poisonous is the fruit Eschatos bore. It sowed schism and strife among the Cognisance Fleet and my closest tech-brothers and tech-sisters with whom I shared my thoughts. And therefore, my verdict is harsh: the knowledge of Eschatos comes not from the Omnissiah but from perverse forces inimical to Him."
Pasqal"I sentence it to oblivion. I curse the fruit of every labour ever undertaken in its name, and I reformat every particle of memory that contains its knowledge. May the Rite be unshakeable. May the Adeptus Mechanicus priesthood be as one. May Amarnat and the heresy of Discontinuing the Cycle lapse into oblivion forever." The green lightning bolts produced by Pasqal's vox strike his cogitator and turn white-hot. Then... they subside and fade away like ghosts.
PasqalA pained sigh comes from Pasqal's vox. When he turns to you, his eyes crease slightly, as if he is smiling weakly behind his respirator unit. "I think it is over. I did what was right."
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YOU[Draw your weapon] "I will not let it happen!"
PasqalThe otherworldly force drains from his vox like water. Pasqal turns to look at you, and you see the familiar features showing through the higher form of intelligence. In a strange voice that could equally be frightened, pleading, or indifferent, he enquires, "Are you going to kill me?"
YOU"Do what you have decided to do."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Draw your weapon] "I will not let it happen!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Execute Pasqal] "Yes. Farewell, comrade."
Pasqal"Your Judgement is accepted. Farewell, [Name]." Pasqal closes his eyes and calmly receives your blow. "The unit Pasqal Haneumann's service has ended."
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YOU[Execute Pasqal] "Yes. Farewell, comrade."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalJealously creeps into the god's voice: "Am I to become part of a compromised project again? I have seen the paths chosen by my tech-comrades, and I cannot put my trust in anyone anymore. I alone will decide for myself. Since I can neither carry the burden of Eschatos nor divide it, let it lapse into oblivion."
YOU"Do what you have decided to do."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Draw your weapon] "I will not let it happen!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Execute Pasqal] "Yes. Farewell, comrade."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Eschatos. But we also need Pasqal."
PasqalPasqal throws back his head, and the power brimming in his voice rushes forth like a flood. The Tech-Priest's booming voice is heard throughout the ship, echoed by every vox-speaker on every deck. "I was once part of a great whole. I was once but one of many. We gleaned the horror that lay ahead, and we rebelled against it. Yet we proved unworthy of the knowledge revealed to us."
Pasqal"Self-doubt drained our strength and made us hesitate, just as the elders, whose testaments we were following, hesitated. Our fear of change drove us to dogma, paralysed us, and made us waste precious moments when we could have altered destiny's course. We fell apart, helplessly fleeing the dilemma. And in scattering we exposed our weakness to the world."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalThe god's voice grows despondent: "Wielding the power single-handedly... An unacceptable temptation. If this universe needs Eschatos, then Eschatos needs a steward. Alas, only Amarnat is up to that task. Therefore, let him live again."
YOU"Do what you have decided to do."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Draw your weapon] "I will not let it happen!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Execute Pasqal] "Yes. Farewell, comrade."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalThere are grating overtones of pain in the god's voice: "So great is the temptation... To preserve my personhood and yet hold on to the power of Eschatos... My own thirst to yield to that temptation is what allows me to pass the Judgement. Eschatos must be forgone. One cannot possess it without one's mind becoming depraved, and the existence of the Amarnat Collective will sooner or later lead to its destruction and the concentration of the innermost secret in the hands of one. This is unacceptable."
YOU"Do what you have decided to do."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Draw your weapon] "I will not let it happen!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Execute Pasqal] "Yes. Farewell, comrade."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Your secret reeks of heresy. Do the right thing and destroy it."
PasqalPasqal throws back his head, and the power brimming in his voice rushes forth like a flood. The Tech-Priest's booming voice is heard throughout the ship, echoed by every vox-speaker on every deck. "I once broke the Omnissiah's tenets. I overstepped the limits placed on knowledge. I was guilty of a transgression. We all were."
Pasqal"Now I see just how poisonous is the fruit Eschatos bore. It sowed schism and strife among the Cognisance Fleet and my closest tech-brothers and tech-sisters with whom I shared my thoughts. And therefore, my verdict is harsh: the knowledge of Eschatos comes not from the Omnissiah but from perverse forces inimical to Him."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalThe god's voice thunders with righteous indignation and the venom of wounded pride: "To shun this great power? To renounce the right to forge the future? Such a path is shameful for a servant of the Omnissiah!"
PasqalCold steel cuts through the fire in his voice. "But you are right — the danger of heresy is great. I can feel the gift of Eschatos gnawing away at my principles. It is indeed forbidden to possess it... alone. Therefore, I will place chains upon my mind that will bind it with the doubts of the many but protect it from corruption. Let the Amarnat Collective be revived, so the steadfastness of the many may balance out the vulnerability of the individual."
YOU"Do what you have decided to do."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Draw your weapon] "I will not let it happen!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Execute Pasqal] "Yes. Farewell, comrade."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalThe god's voice is thunderous and mournful: "Eschatos is not to blame for the schism and bloodshed that followed its creation. The blame lies with us. The innermost secret must not be lost because of our imperfection. We recognise that the Amarnat Collective has proved itself incapable of solving the dilemma and does not deserve rebirth. So let the dilemma henceforth be solved by Pasqal Haneumann. Alone."
YOU"Do what you have decided to do."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Draw your weapon] "I will not let it happen!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Execute Pasqal] "Yes. Farewell, comrade."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Only you can make the decision."
PasqalPasqal throws back his head, and the power brimming in his voice rushes forth like a flood. The Tech-Priest's booming voice is heard throughout the ship, echoed by every vox-speaker on every deck. "I once broke the Omnissiah's tenets. I overstepped the limits placed on knowledge. I was guilty of a transgression. We all were."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalPasqal throws back his head, and the power brimming in his voice rushes forth like a flood. The Tech-Priest's booming voice is heard throughout the ship, echoed by every vox-speaker on every deck. "I was once part of a great whole. I was once but one of many. We gleaned the horror that lay ahead, and we rebelled against it. Yet we proved unworthy of the knowledge revealed to us."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalPasqal throws back his head, and the power brimming in his voice rushes forth like a flood. The Tech-Priest's booming voice is heard throughout the ship, echoed by every vox-speaker on every deck. "I peered into the vortex of time and saw dark omens. I saw that my tech-comrades and I were trapped in the Cycle, spiralling toward nothingness. I saw inevitable doom at the end of that trajectory and rebelled against it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Amarnat and the power he wields."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Eschatos. But we also need Pasqal."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Your secret reeks of heresy. Do the right thing and destroy it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Only you can make the decision."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Perhaps he means that your bold attempt at ascension has earned you the right to this power."
AbelWith a sad sigh, Abel adds quietly, "Great power has its own answers to the question of who is worthy of it."
PasqalPasqal nods with an air of authority and says, "I thank you both. The information has been noted and submitted for analysis."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I think Abel means that your experiment has caused too much destruction and bloodshed."
AbelAbel gives you a sideways glance and says ruefully, "So much loss."
PasqalPasqal nods with an air of authority and says, "I thank you both. The information has been noted and submitted for analysis."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Refrain from interfering]
PasqalWithout waiting for an answer, Pasqal says gravely, "You have always been inscrutable, tech-comrade."
YOU"Amarnat was a union of six Tech-Priests. All but a few of them are dead now. How does Amarnat still exist?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What judgement are you leaning toward?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Address Abel] "What are your thoughts on this dilemma?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What will the destruction of Eschatos mean for you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Amarnat and the power he wields."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Eschatos. But we also need Pasqal."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Your secret reeks of heresy. Do the right thing and destroy it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Only you can make the decision."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What will the destruction of Eschatos mean for you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Amarnat and the power he wields."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Eschatos. But we also need Pasqal."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Your secret reeks of heresy. Do the right thing and destroy it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Only you can make the decision."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalArrogance creeps into Pasqal's voice as he gazes at Nihel's body: "The Amarnat Collective's experiment has demonstrated that a shared consciousness is as prone to flaws as an individual one. We failed to put our power to the right use. We destroyed ourselves. But that does not mean our power was bad. We were bad... most of us."
PasqalThe graceful dance of the mechadendrites takes on a more chaotic and unpredictable pattern. "I am leaning toward the idea that Eschatos must exist. But not in the hands of the Amarnat Collective. In mine alone."
YOU"Amarnat was a union of six Tech-Priests. All but a few of them are dead now. How does Amarnat still exist?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What judgement are you leaning toward?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Address Abel] "What are your thoughts on this dilemma?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What will the destruction of Eschatos mean for you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Amarnat and the power he wields."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Eschatos. But we also need Pasqal."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Your secret reeks of heresy. Do the right thing and destroy it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Only you can make the decision."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalPasqal casts a sorrowful gaze at Nihel's body. His voice is full of wisdom and... weariness: "We have seen many things over the decades. We have seen true corruption. The distortion of the Omnissiah's design. Kiava Gamma, Eufrates II... the planets of xenos passed into oblivion. Our own crimes. The darkness grows. There must be a fire to burn it away."
PasqalThe graceful dance of the mechadendrites takes on a more energetic, wilder pattern. "I am leaning toward the idea that Eschatos is necessary. That Amarnat is necessary. That the Cycle must be discontinued."
YOU"Amarnat was a union of six Tech-Priests. All but a few of them are dead now. How does Amarnat still exist?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What judgement are you leaning toward?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Address Abel] "What are your thoughts on this dilemma?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What will the destruction of Eschatos mean for you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Amarnat and the power he wields."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Eschatos. But we also need Pasqal."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Your secret reeks of heresy. Do the right thing and destroy it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Only you can make the decision."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Address Abel] "What are your thoughts on this dilemma?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What will the destruction of Eschatos mean for you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Amarnat and the power he wields."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Eschatos. But we also need Pasqal."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Your secret reeks of heresy. Do the right thing and destroy it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Only you can make the decision."continues where this line first appears above
Pasqal"The Collective can be replenished with worthy minds from among those aboard the Hermetico. Sincerity is present in their motives and faith. They are intuitively capable of comprehending the notion of Discontinuing the Cycle. Our collective memory can compensate for their lack of knowledge and memory of the rites. Restoration is possible." Pasqal — or what used to be known as Pasqal — makes a sacred gesture, and green sparks run down his mechanical arm. "But the Judgement must be passed first."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What judgement are you leaning toward?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Address Abel] "What are your thoughts on this dilemma?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What will the destruction of Eschatos mean for you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Amarnat and the power he wields."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Eschatos. But we also need Pasqal."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Your secret reeks of heresy. Do the right thing and destroy it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Only you can make the decision."continues where this line first appears above
AbelA soft binharic melody, full of sadness and solemn resolve, pours from Abel's vox. You have not heard it before. You would never have thought the binharic language could be so... comprehensible to one who does not bear the mark of the Omnissiah's iron blessing.
YOU"Amarnat was a union of six Tech-Priests. All but a few of them are dead now. How does Amarnat still exist?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What judgement are you leaning toward?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Address Abel] "What are your thoughts on this dilemma?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What will the destruction of Eschatos mean for you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Amarnat and the power he wields."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"We need Eschatos. But we also need Pasqal."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Your secret reeks of heresy. Do the right thing and destroy it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Only you can make the decision."continues where this line first appears above
Pasqal"Abel..." Grief fills Pasqal's voice. "Our quiet genius. The caged genius of imagination. The abstract artist of code. His talent completed the Collective and made it a whole."
YOU"Are you Amarnat?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Did you know Theodora?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What are you? Or what were you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What next? What is the general algorithm?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What next? What is the general algorithm?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What are you? Or what were you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What next? What is the general algorithm?"continues where this line first appears above
Pasqal"Thank you for the path we have walked." As Pasqal bows, his thin shoulders seem to take an eternity to descend from the heights that his mind has soared to. "And I am sorry about what happened to Theodora."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Did you know Theodora?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What are you? Or what were you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What next? What is the general algorithm?"continues where this line first appears above
Abel"May the shattered mirror reassembled reflect light wholly anew."
YOU"Are you Amarnat?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Did you know Theodora?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What are you? Or what were you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What next? What is the general algorithm?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"You did the right thing. She deserved it."
Pasqal"Whether she deserved it does not matter. I did what was right because it was right."
PasqalThe voice from the vox is like the tolling of bells summoning a host of angels: "I declare the period of ignorance over and will resume execution of the general algorithm. Integrity has been rehabilitated to a satisfactory degree. Memory access has been restored. I remember everything." Pasqal turns to you and gives you a long look brimming with quiet elation.continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am sorry about the death of your tech-sister."
Pasqal"So am I." The Tech-Priest's inscrutable gaze is fixed upon the body once inhabited by Pasqal's shared mind.
PasqalThe voice from the vox is like the tolling of bells summoning a host of angels: "I declare the period of ignorance over and will resume execution of the general algorithm. Integrity has been rehabilitated to a satisfactory degree. Memory access has been restored. I remember everything." Pasqal turns to you and gives you a long look brimming with quiet elation.continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Bow to the Messiah of Discontinuing]continues where this line first appears above
YOU"You did the right thing. She deserved it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am sorry about the death of your tech-sister."continues where this line first appears above
PasqalThe ghostlike figure in red approaches you cautiously. Enormous sad eyes look at you from his ascetic face. "Doubt has been shunned. The dominate of prejudice has ended." Abel's voice resonates with the same otherworldly profundity that has filled Pasqal's vox.
Pasqal"This statement is true. Only Imagination and Judgement are left. Our directive is to conceptualise the future we desire and bring it into being."
YOU[Take a closer look at Pasqal]continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Bow to the Messiah of Discontinuing]continues where this line first appears above
YOU"You did the right thing. She deserved it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am sorry about the death of your tech-sister."continues where this line first appears above