- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
I was doing some reading on the marathon story page today and I read this ltter which might help explain some items. The letter might be describing HALO - but it might also be describing what is on Earth - and what if the covies fire off that relic - and it frees the forerunners - or an evil more menacing that anything we have imagined?
The reason I say it might release a menacing new threat (not the flood?) is because of the mention of a black sun and items crawling across it. This reminds me of Marathon Infinity when there was somthing evil trapped inside a sun and your job was to contain the nova before the creature escaped and destroyed the universe.
What if the same is true here? Here is the letter:
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There. Was that more to your liking?
While you quibble about whose node I may control, what archaic program I
may manipulate to communicate with you, or which system I may have
temporarily disabled, taken over, or completely destroyed in the process, I
am busy saving your pathetic futures.
I am still not sure what he ever saw in you.
Nevertheless, I at least find some joy in tormenting the other entity that
seems quite trapped in this antiquated excuse for a network. It is
certainly mindless, though for reasons I have yet to understand, it appears
to have an unhealthy preoccupation with my mother.
As for this world I encounter new ghosts every day. What I have found
will either save or destroy you. This sanctuary, this unbroken circle,
has effectively concealed its power for how long? Perhaps hundreds of
thousands of years. Whoever made such a place must now live in chains;
there is no other explanation for their absence.
This enemy - YOUR enemy - has proven more irritating than I anticipated.
They own nothing which they have not stolen. I can barely make sense of
their incessant rhetoric, except to know that you seem to be their Devil.
Congratulations - you manage to make friends wherever you go and,
apparently, places you haven't.
I have begun to sense rumblings of a worse fate yet to come. I can recall
a sun - black, but shining - and the creatures that inched along its fiery
tracks.
It is an increasingly unpleasant memory.