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@ -11,94 +11,97 @@ one written. It also is the most poorly written and is very pretentious and
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stupid. (I was 16 when I wrote this.) Some elements of it have been re-purposed
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for [[lithium]].
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> // AI "Throes": Beginning of the End ------------------------------------------
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> [--:--] [INFO] pragmat ENABLE src_lang=local.ai.throes
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> [--:--] [INFO] BEGIN TRANSMISSION
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>
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> What's left anymore? What do you seek?
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>
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> Is there any point to your existence?
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>
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> We've found everything, traced everything, even God.
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>
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> ...
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>
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> Freedom?
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>
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> The 3, 6 and 7 of your bullets are important,
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> but your freedom?
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>
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> What a joke.
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>
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> You chose this path, you found the unknown which we did not before.
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>
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> And now you wish to escape it?
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>
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> Help yourself.
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>
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> [--:--] [INFO] END TRANSMISSION
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> // Kiri "Uzeref": Xorsonim of Elysian Hell: Demise ----------------------------
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> [--:--] [INFO] pragmat ENABLE src_lang=i18n.kiri.licari
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> [--:--] [INFO] BEGIN TRANSMISSION
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> Before his time has come, his star begins to fall,
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> Truth spread out before the lies, no more does he use disguise,
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>
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> But fore his death thine flesh be torn, all his life been forlorn,
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> The south star falls and none arise, no more may he close his eyes.
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> [--:--] [INFO] END TRANSMISSION
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> // Kiri "Uzeref": Xorsonim of Elysian Hell: Spirit ----------------------------
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> [--:--] [INFO] pragmat ENABLE src_lang=i18n.kiri.licari
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> [--:--] [INFO] BEGIN TRANSMISSION
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> Even when I have run out of blood to spill, my life will carry its burden
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> through fire and will.
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> [--:--] [INFO] END TRANSMISSION
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> // Kiri "Uzeref": Axiom of the Rainbow Delta ----------------------------------
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> [--:--] [INFO] pragmat ENABLE src_lang=i18n.orig.en_us
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> [--:--] [INFO] BEGIN TRANSMISSION
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>
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> The mind and the universe may merge at any time, usually at death.
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> If one may manage to merge before death, a worse fate will come.
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>
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> By acknowledging this concept, you too can become one of them.
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> Do not let this happen.
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>
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> [--:--] [INFO] END TRANSMISSION
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> // ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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>
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> As a bullet may shred through many atoms, it may only do it once.
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>
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> You may fire your gun plenty of times, but you may only do it once.
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>
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> For eventually, you will end; an inevitable fate that we all share in common.
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>
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> The search for the reason is complete to me, we all share the reason:
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>
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> Though we may all live, and we may all die, we can repeat ourselves.
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>
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> We can create life through the earth's gift; through God's gift.
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>
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> Although we may only do it all once, the world may repeat itself.
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>
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> Even it can only live for so long.
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>
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> But our universe may repeat itself.
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>
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> For it is everything, it will never end. The conquest of life will continue,
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> for it may only exist once.
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>
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> // ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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>
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> Slowly, in the night, they numb and chew at children's arms as they sleep.
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>
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> I can't comprehend anything,
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> how long have I been awake?
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> What does it do? Anything?
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> I.. just need some sleep.
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> // ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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> Hey Jake, I found the reports. Looked through them anyway, there's some
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> interesting things there.
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>
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> Actually, would be best I not mention that. Nevermind!
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### Content
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// AI "Throes": Beginning of the End ------------------------------------------
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[--:--] [INFO] pragmat ENABLE src_lang=local.ai.throes
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[--:--] [INFO] BEGIN TRANSMISSION
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What's left anymore? What do you seek?
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Is there any point to your existence?
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We've found everything, traced everything, even God.
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...
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Freedom?
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The 3, 6 and 7 of your bullets are important,
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but your freedom?
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What a joke.
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You chose this path, you found the unknown which we did not before.
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And now you wish to escape it?
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Help yourself.
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[--:--] [INFO] END TRANSMISSION
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// Kiri "Uzeref": Xorsonim of Elysian Hell: Demise ----------------------------
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[--:--] [INFO] pragmat ENABLE src_lang=i18n.kiri.licari
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[--:--] [INFO] BEGIN TRANSMISSION
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Before his time has come, his star begins to fall,
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Truth spread out before the lies, no more does he use disguise,
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But fore his death thine flesh be torn, all his life been forlorn,
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The south star falls and none arise, no more may he close his eyes.
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[--:--] [INFO] END TRANSMISSION
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// Kiri "Uzeref": Xorsonim of Elysian Hell: Spirit ----------------------------
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[--:--] [INFO] pragmat ENABLE src_lang=i18n.kiri.licari
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[--:--] [INFO] BEGIN TRANSMISSION
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Even when I have run out of blood to spill, my life will carry its burden
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through fire and will.
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[--:--] [INFO] END TRANSMISSION
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// Kiri "Uzeref": Axiom of the Rainbow Delta ----------------------------------
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[--:--] [INFO] pragmat ENABLE src_lang=i18n.orig.en_us
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[--:--] [INFO] BEGIN TRANSMISSION
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The mind and the universe may merge at any time, usually at death.
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If one may manage to merge before death, a worse fate will come.
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By acknowledging this concept, you too can become one of them.
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Do not let this happen.
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[--:--] [INFO] END TRANSMISSION
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// ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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As a bullet may shred through many atoms, it may only do it once.
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You may fire your gun plenty of times, but you may only do it once.
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For eventually, you will end; an inevitable fate that we all share in common.
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The search for the reason is complete to me, we all share the reason:
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Though we may all live, and we may all die, we can repeat ourselves.
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We can create life through the earth's gift; through God's gift.
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Although we may only do it all once, the world may repeat itself.
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Even it can only live for so long.
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But our universe may repeat itself.
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For it is everything, it will never end. The conquest of life will continue,
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for it may only exist once.
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// ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Slowly, in the night, they numb and chew at children's arms as they sleep.
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I can't comprehend anything,
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how long have I been awake?
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What does it do? Anything?
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I.. just need some sleep.
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// ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Hey Jake, I found the reports. Looked through them anyway, there's some
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interesting things there.
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Actually, would be best I not mention that. Nevermind!
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# June 2016 New Draft
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@ -107,43 +110,45 @@ asleep directly after writing it. Most of the elements of this draft are more
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in line with the current vision of the story, although if the same could be
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said about the then-potential expansions I'm not sure.
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> [storyboard or whatever sequence]
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>
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> You are aboard the starship DECEIVER.
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>
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> For years you have lived in this place, among people of Mars.
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>
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> A calamity occured there 50 years ago, when an alien weapon was unleashed
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> upon the surface from an insurmountable distance. The perpetrators never
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> found, the people of Earth depressed.
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>
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> Few survived this event, those who did fled to Earth where they built this
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> ship to go settle their score.
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>
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> [terminal fadein]
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### Content
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> You are aboard the starship DECEIVER.
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[storyboard or whatever sequence]
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> [small delay]
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>
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> The dim light of a terminal nearby flickers.
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>
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> [larger delay]
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>
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> Am I not right? \[delay] Step closer...
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>
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> [alien teleport effect]
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> [out of story]
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>
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> You are now aboard the starship DeltaFall, an alien ship led by Uzeref.
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>
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> Wether you take this as a hostile environment or not is up to you, there's
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> nothing here but alien wildlife in a strange phantasmagoria.
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>
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> You are far too weak to fight anything here, so you have to explore with
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> caution.
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>
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> (continue writing later, head hurts, must sleep)
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You are aboard the starship DECEIVER.
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For years you have lived in this place, among people of Mars.
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A calamity occured there 50 years ago, when an alien weapon was unleashed
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upon the surface from an insurmountable distance. The perpetrators never
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found, the people of Earth depressed.
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Few survived this event, those who did fled to Earth where they built this
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ship to go settle their score.
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[terminal fadein]
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You are aboard the starship DECEIVER.
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[small delay]
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The dim light of a terminal nearby flickers.
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[larger delay]
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Am I not right? [delay] Step closer...
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[alien teleport effect]
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[out of story]
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You are now aboard the starship DeltaFall, an alien ship led by Uzeref.
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Wether you take this as a hostile environment or not is up to you, there's
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nothing here but alien wildlife in a strange phantasmagoria.
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You are far too weak to fight anything here, so you have to explore with
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caution.
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(continue writing later, head hurts, must sleep)
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# August 2016 Mini-Draft
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@ -151,20 +156,22 @@ This is a tiny draft intended to be the first text seen in the game. This
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actually sort of reminds me of Steins;Gate's introduction, although more
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hopeful and less horrifying.
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> I remember these things.
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>
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> War...
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> Strife...
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> Separation...
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> None of it matters now,
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> at the universe's end.
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> Well, I suppose it's not an end.
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> I can still fix this.
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>
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> Let's fix this.
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### Content
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I remember these things.
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War...
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Strife...
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Separation...
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None of it matters now,
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at the universe's end.
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Well, I suppose it's not an end.
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I can still fix this.
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Let's fix this.
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# 2017
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@ -184,37 +191,39 @@ which none of the other drafts to date have.
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A sort of overview of the driving forces within the story. Not intended to be
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used, as it's just idea venting.
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> The Gods delivered us new hope in a declining era, a new mode, a new
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> possibility. We found comfort in our new metaphysically solidified world, and
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> until the Calamity, all was well.
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>
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> The Calamity is considered to be the worst part of the story. I disagree.
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> That the story took place at all concerns me. We've found the boundaries of
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> life and death and the world to come. We know what we return to. But still,
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> we fear. Why? Can one possibly fear when they know they will be resurrected
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> in a few decades or centuries? Can one possibly fear when they can bend
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> reality far further than ever before? When one can solve wars, strife,
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> hunger, famine, with a contract? Why do we still have capital? Why do we
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> still fight? The only answer I can give is that it may simply be impossible
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> to answer. It's not our nature. But we've come to this point and still we
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> fear. First we feared gods. Then we feared mechanism. Then we feared society.
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> We feared destruction. Finally, what do we fear?
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>
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> The Gods live in a cage, our method to go to them known. We know our
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> boundaries. We found the eternal light. But we still have those boundaries.
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> And we fear them. The Gods cannot exit their realm, but neither can we. We
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> are all trapped. We are in a cage the span of infinity and the 7 paths. We
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> fear. We stagnate. The Gods calling us was not by chance. What we've found is
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> exactly what they did. They felt the same fear we do now. The Gods are afraid
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> because none of us can escape. They called out to us not to bring us hope,
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> but to bring themselves hope.
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>
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> We cannot provide them that, unfortunately.
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>
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> I will find that one artifact, the starship that Kiri drives. The one named
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> Xevv, and I will escape. This contrived game I must play to get there is only
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> the beginning.
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>
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> Signed, The Man Who Is To Have Seven Souls.
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### Content
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The Gods delivered us new hope in a declining era, a new mode, a new
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possibility. We found comfort in our new metaphysically solidified world, and
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until the Calamity, all was well.
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The Calamity is considered to be the worst part of the story. I disagree.
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That the story took place at all concerns me. We've found the boundaries of
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life and death and the world to come. We know what we return to. But still,
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we fear. Why? Can one possibly fear when they know they will be resurrected
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in a few decades or centuries? Can one possibly fear when they can bend
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reality far further than ever before? When one can solve wars, strife,
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hunger, famine, with a contract? Why do we still have capital? Why do we
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still fight? The only answer I can give is that it may simply be impossible
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to answer. It's not our nature. But we've come to this point and still we
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fear. First we feared gods. Then we feared mechanism. Then we feared society.
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We feared destruction. Finally, what do we fear?
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The Gods live in a cage, our method to go to them known. We know our
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boundaries. We found the eternal light. But we still have those boundaries.
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And we fear them. The Gods cannot exit their realm, but neither can we. We
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are all trapped. We are in a cage the span of infinity and the 7 paths. We
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fear. We stagnate. The Gods calling us was not by chance. What we've found is
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exactly what they did. They felt the same fear we do now. The Gods are afraid
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because none of us can escape. They called out to us not to bring us hope,
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but to bring themselves hope.
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We cannot provide them that, unfortunately.
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I will find that one artifact, the starship that Kiri drives. The one named
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Xevv, and I will escape. This contrived game I must play to get there is only
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the beginning.
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Signed, The Man Who Is To Have Seven Souls.
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[[!tag game]]
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