I will do what I must. For Darkness is evil and you are lost in it , the Guardians are protectors of life and Light , that's our duty , our honor , our destiny. They are no secrets. The only thing that matters is that the enemy is out there and the only things between protecting what's left of humanity and IT , is a thin wall and us Guardians. These people look up to us , champions of Light , spark of Light in the massive darkness , like stars in the night sky. Don't pity our ennemy , if they could they'd wipe us all out. For we are the most powerful threat to there dark reign. We are the first and last star of Light in the galaxy. And the Darkness is afraid from it. Trying to exterminate us , corrupt us , discourage us. We cannot fail , not now , not tomorrow , never. The fight is never over.That's the only truth you'll need. It's why we were chosen , to bear and fight in the Light's name.We will never backed down. For the battle is never lost until the last round is fired , the last knife thrown , the last drop of blood and Light spilled... The Darkness will never prevail. The true natural circle of life suppose that life exists in the first place. If you let the Darkness win , you'll only see the Void. No evolution , no circle of life and death , only emptiness and silence. The Void is not true , it is the result of destruction. I'll never let it happen. You were a brother , a fellow Guardian , you were suppose to defend Light and life , not leave it in Darkness. For your treachery I'll hunt you , like Malphur hunted Dregden Yor the Betrayer. You'll never be safe from me , I'll gut every wizards and knights to get to you , burn Cabal's Rome , destroy Houses of Fallen , eradicate the endless legions of Vex. I'll destroy what's left of the moon to find you and put a bullet in your skull full of Darkness. Hide in the shadows and your lies , but believe me ,they won't protect you for long, I'll light up the Darkness and show you my truth. I'm a Guardian , protector of humanity , wielder of the Light , I'll die in it rather then join you and your false crusade. Count the days , I'll hunt you and when I find you , I'll kill you.

You're going to fight the Traveler because your friends died doing something they believed in?

Lol, the fallen, cabal, vex, and hive INVADED us. If they leave us alone we don't have to kill them but they are desecrating all our old cities and claiming them for themselves. As for the darkness, maybe you are right. It may seem that whenever there is light there are shadows, but don't forget about diffraction and the double slit experiment. Light can appear where one would think it is not supposed to.

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"Soon I will be consumed. By them. By the Dark." The light blinds, the dark envelopes, such is the way of things. But do we have both Light and Dark within us all? Even in his last moments, Radriar thought so. Even as the deep shadow of the Abyss twisted his form, he still believed that the Light was no longer faultless. This is a story about Light, and so it is a story about Dark, they are inseparable. As the fate of all fools is to fall over and over again, just to appease a dying god and an age of cinders. If that is the fate of fools, what is the fate of the wise? I contemplate the answer as I stare at the Cities walls, watching the steel and hubris clad Titan's stand watch. The Speaker stands as well, the accursed Speaker, who pulled us from the void to resist the course of nature itself. But is the Dark absolute? No, our enemies are proof of that, accursed shells of their former glory, feeding of the remnants of past powers, unable to end their suffering and servitude. And so I sit, with the shell of my Ghost before me, the last of its Light burning in the air. Maybe the knowledge is hidden in the soul, in the Light and Dark both of every being, maybe then we shall have true enlightenment, and maybe then I can return to the void of whence I came. But not until I cast down everything, burn every idol, every building, and every banner of every Diety, Emperor, Kell and Lord in this accursed system. I will watch every world die, and only then, will I find the beginnings of peace. And so the story of my brother shall be told once more, once more before the past is left to the ashes. As the Golden Age begins its Collapse, and the Darkness looms, the Legions of Crota invade, this time besieging our very Moon. With time running out, the Speaker's final command is for the Brave soldier Radriar to halt the spread of the Dark, and reclaim our lost worlds. An old man afraid of what the dark may bring, the Speaker orders his last loyal soldiers to stand an eternal watch upon the city walls, until time itself immortalised them in steel and stone. And so, Radriar meets the threat building in the chasms below, however, they do not succeed. Beset by Crota and his unending forces, the last actions of the hero was to protect his companion and brother, shielding him from harm through a pact with the creatures of the Abyss. He protected him from the corrupting nature of the dark with the power of his shield, for his Light was fading and he could no longer bear the burden. Soon after the spread of the Darkness overcame the last defences of the Traveler, and the god was forced to halt the unending tide. Within this utter blackness lies a twisted being, a hero turned demon, hidden from the eyes of his comrades and his gods, with only his kin knowing the truth. Living with the knowledge that his brother gave his life for him, watching him become a thrall to the Abyss, all for a doomed kingdom, an old man and a god who did nothing until only a last remnant of humanity remained. He keeps the last gift of Radriar, his gauntlets, tainted with the dark and carved from the bones of a Hive abomination. He disappeared from the reach of even the brightest light, disillusioned and bitter. Or so the legends in the city say.

Light? Dark? Bakka! I choose whatever pays handsomely, but not glimmer just relics of the Golden Age and I'll take what I can get. Me and my Red Death.

I choose my own path. I follow neither the light or the shadow. I am one. Those who wish to have my weapons aimed at another rather than themselves shall pay me handsomely for it, or be crushed beneath my boot heel. I. Will. Endure.

The truth is a matter of perspective, 'Herald'. We are just another link in the Chain the Traveler was constructing before it's fall. The previous races to receive it's blessing rose against it when they discovered it's purpose, we were just the last to be gifted the Light as an attempt to stave the inevitable. The 'Darkness' is a loose collection of races that discarded their shackles as you do. Do you not wonder why the Traveler came back to Sol? This is where it created the Vex, long before our time. It was trying to re-establish it's connection to the Vex to fight off the Fallen, Hive, and Cabal. When it it failed that (keep in mind the black heart was on Mars, where we first found the Traveler). The Hive was the first of the Travelers experiments, a dying race brought back from the brink of extinction to serve it's needs. Now a disfigured caricature of what they once were, they threw themselves against the Traveler, only to find they needed it's light to survive. Now they squabble over shards from the Traveler, draining it's light to continue their existence. Soon the Fallen and Cabal will show their connection to the Traveler and you will understand your place.

I form a self-centered group of immoral characters and proclaim myself the Warlock Lord. I bide my time as a looming threat, constantly expanding, an unstoppable force that grows stronger everyday, yet unseen. Then when your forces waver and your will grows thin, after a century of pointless war with each other, I come and bathe the planets in your blood. The heads of Crota, the Queen, the Speaker, the Emperor, and the Kell deck my halls, and whoever opposes me, will join them.

"........take heart, all who serve the prophets will be punished."--- The Arbiter to UNSC soldier "And so... you must be SILENCED!"--- The Arbiter to "The Prophet of Truth" (just before he finishes him off) "True heroes earn their power through virtue; they do not ask for it to be given to them"--- Cmdr X27

Dredgen Yor thought as you do, he was brought back so that he might protect the innocent and the helpless from harm. He chose instead to serve "The Darkness", and it bade him to kill those he was meant to protect. For his crimes, he was cast down by a "herald of the light" (to use your terms), and he met a fate far worse than death. You will suffer the same if you continue to preach YOUR lies.

By your account, "herald", there will always be "darkness", but what is "darkness" but a shadow. And "shadow" needs "light" to exist, otherwise there is nothing. Therefore, as long as there is "darkness" there will also be "light"; this is irrefutable.

Ukraine is doing it.

Would you rather accept the dark and its truth, or the light and its lies? Both have positives, and both have negatives. It is up to you to decide which path you wish to take.