- Im SteelAssassn
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- Exalted Mythic Member
Didact's Reprisal -
Now is the time of our unworlding
One final effort is all that remains
And I am not afraid
We shall fulfill our promise
We fight for the grace of the Mantle
And this time none of you will be left behind
The death of the studio would anchor Disembodied Soul to itself, forcibly presenting him a host to dwell within as infinity would now, as the fates doth cruelly dictate, crawl by him.
No more will his presence be even recalled, merely felt, as generations ponder upon past wonders of the Bungie dynasty. His only cloth and shelter will be the fabric of time and space, as it always has; but now forcing him into submission, rather than slowing his advance -- as Bungie had desired.
None will rejoice, none will sorrow. The same ending result will occur, a new prison under an unused grave and without audible objection.