Ghost fragment: Legacy 2 How much do I remember? I remember the wilds, I remember fearing the smell of ether and the roar of a captain. I remember running and running. They always found me. I remember a Titan. Bold. Strong. I remember his sacrifice, but I don't remember his name. I remember my ghost. How it found me among a pile of other lightless, lifeless bodies. Do you remember what you felt when you came back? I felt renewed, another chance to honor those before me. I remember losing my light. How many entities did it take to wound me beyond saving? I certainly remember hurting more of them. But now it doesn't matter what I remember. What matters now is what will remember me. If I become a nightmare in a fallen legend, or if I vanish into a timeless world woven by vex. If I become a shining beacon of light for guardians after me, it doesn't matter what happens. What will matter is what I did, and how my example, and countless others before me, pave the way for new heroes to bring hope to a broken but healing world. Remember.