“I’ve seen worlds bathed in The Makers flames. Their their denizens fading without so much as whimper. Entire planetary systems born and raised in the time it takes your mortal hearts to beat once. Yet all throughout, my own heart, devoid of emotion of empathy, I have felt…. NOTHING. A million, million lives wasted. Had they all held within them your tenacity, had they all loved life as you do… Perhaps it is your imperfection, that which grants you free will, that allows you to percivere over all cosmically calculated odds. You prevailed where the Titan’s own perfect creations have failed. I’ve re-arranged the reply code, your planet will be spared. I can’t be certain about my own calculations any more.”
— Algalon, the Observer
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