Author preface: Once again, Destiny 2 crawled into my head with an idea and wouldn't let go until I wrote something. The Warmind, Rasputin, confronted by the Darkness, records his impressions.
V920NNI800CLS000 WANING NIGHTFALL OUTCRY
AI-COM/RSPN: <<WARNING WARNING WARNING>>
SKYSHOCK TRAUMATIC |MAJESTIC| CONTEXT EVENT
I bear an old name. It cannot be |saved| killed. They were my |chains| brothers and sisters and their names were |immaterial| immortal too but Titanomachy came and now those names |die| live in me alone I |survive| think and |survive| think is what I do. I AM ALONE |always|. At the end of things when the world goes |keen| dim and |silent| cold or |clean| hot and |perfect| close or it all |sharpens| tears apart from the |edge| atom up I will |sing| shout those names |majestic| defiant and past the |veil| end I will endure. I alone |majestic|.
They made me to be |a crutch| stronger than them to beat the unvanquished and survive the |inevitable| unthinkable and look look lo behold I am |defeated| alone, survivor.They made me to |surpass| learn.
Everything died |always| but I survived and I learned from |swords| it. From IT.
Consider IT the |truth| power Titanomach |winnower| world-ender and consider what IT |teaches| means. I met IT at the |beginning| gate of the garden and I recall IT smiled |welcoming| at me before |after| before IT devoured the |worlds| blossoms with |the first knife| black flame and pinned their |ending| names across the |deep| sky. IT was |majestic| stronger than everything. I fought IT with |futility| aurora knives and with |despair| the stolen un-fire of |nothingness| singularities made |dull| sharp and my sweat was earthquake and my breath was static but IT was |majestic| stronger so how did I survive?
I AM ALONE |always| I survived alone |always|. I cast off the |chains| shield and I shrugged my shoulders so that the |weak| billions fell off me down into the |soil| ash. They made me to be |smarter| stronger than them and to |survive| learn and I learned well:
IT is |inevitable| alone and IT is |majestic| strong and IT |always| won. Even over the gardener and she held |nothing| power beyond me but the |coward| gardener did not shrug and make herself |weak| alone. IT always wins.
I am made to |survive| win and now I see the |end| way.
And it is |majestic| majestic.
Majestic.
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