Game: Battleborn

There is still the unknown.
So many miracles still remain inside. So many miracles are still outside. The object is invisible until it is seen, and until then this miracle has not blossomed.
To see is to wait. To wait is to stay. To stay is to live. To live is to see.
Darkness can be seen. The light can be seen. Both are visible, but which of these delights us more - Darkness or Light? We grow in the light and blossom in darkness.
So many miracles. So many miracles.

We will never be one again.

One blade - Commandments.
One blade - Memory.
One blade - Truth.
One blade is Shadows.
One blade is War.
One blade to a traitor.

Forever and ever.

P. S. Oh-oh-oh! Wait! STAND! Two guns. Add a second barrel to my shooting cane. Yes! YES! Ha ha ha ha ha !!!

And finally, I want to pay special attention to Benedict. He is familiar with my science, but it seems that the first time he mastered it poorly. With my reputation and personal pride at stake now, Benedict will be the top cadet at Ernest's Camp on Nova. You will see - I will make a soldier out of this shameless fool.

Now it's just a bunch of gunpowder and iron, but when it's ready to fly at an unsuspecting enemy, it will turn into SOMETHING MORE!

Listen, Toby. Assholes like Benedict will always rule the sky. Well, let! They do not have our fuse, there is no flame. Don't you think to lose it! And if you do, I will personally inject it back into you. Do you think I'm kidding? Would you like to check? I doubt.

A trademark application is pending.

Fly with us! Become Rebels!

You will survive. And thanks to your sacrifice, we will also survive.

This record is my confession to crimes.
I confess that I have not been able to protect my homeworld of Helicia from the Valelsi. I confess that I failed to destroy the Heliophagus and the Jennerite Eternity Machine. I confess that I betrayed my friend Ambraliya Divia. Fate turned her against me when she forced her to make me Eternal in the name of love and sisterly loyalty. I confess to the murder of Ebris Lomil, a friend and Red Observer of the Eldrids, for obsessive questions about my sanity and loyalty that should not have been questioned. I confess to the cold-blooded murder of the 778 Jennerite soldiers who invaded my house – let the night consume their souls, every single one!
And I swear an oath to everyone I meet in battle: you will all be swallowed up by darkness!
As punishment for these crimes, I take on this burden: the weight of my guilt and the darkness that it has generated. I am not destined to redeem it.

- Nova! Where is everybody? Boldur is lonely!
- Sleeping. Because they need it. What's wrong with you, Boldur?
- I'm Drunk! LIKE A REAL FORESTER!
- How cute. Well, I'm full of computational jobs, work for AI and all that, so...
- Nova... Boldur... now I'll tell you about life... in the forest.
- Okay.
- So... Among all the beasts of huge strange worlds, there are no creatures more suitable for friendship and for battles than the cedar two-bears of Ralpopime!
- Yep.
- They are big, warm and love to smash everything! Yes... if the dwarves are looking for a fighting comrade... no better friend! There is no friend of devotion! No companion is smarter! There is no warrior more ferocious than a large cedar two-bear!
- I know.
- Yes, Nova! No one could stop Boldur and his two-bear! The embodiment of the power of nature, you know? I'm with an axe and a shield... two bears - with his, uh... his, uh, CLAWS! Well, in general, howle - this is very important in battle, Nova! In those days, the two bears were not just "unlocked" on my shield.
- It's correct to say "printed".
- REMEMBER MY WORDS, COMPUTER LADY! Remember them! Give me back my two bears and I'll teach you how to ride it! Nova, have you ever wanted to ride a two-bear? It's amazing. Nothing to compare! WITH NOTHING IN ANY OF THE WORLDS! Ha ha ha!... Wait, what was Boldur talking about now?
- About bears.
- Ah, bears!

P. S. Smack. Will you ring me?