"You don't know me, and by the time you're done reading this, you'll have even more questions than answers. This isn't a cute little story. This isn't a new patrol mission from the Vanguard. I'm not here to preach, so listen close, because I won't say it again. Your Gods are dead. They have left you and all of their other precious subjects long ago, before the first collapse. Stop worshipping a broken rock. Stop chasing mysterious shapes. Don't listen to crazy old hermits or corrupted whispers from the void. You are your own person, a human once, before the light filled your veins. If you can truly understand that your current life is not your own, come find me, and I'll help you find out who you really are. Who you are always meant to be."
- Transmission ends with an encoded message. The only thing you can make out of the mess is a symbol very similar to that of Eris Morn.
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Thank you for letting yourself be known. Muted for degenerate fanfiction/roleplay.