No, (though there is something true in what you say) it is not the name of the city in my dreams.

You couldn't be less helpful if you tried, which on reflection I believe you are.

Excuse me, waiter, there's a shield in my soup.

Aren't your conditions now much too broad?

You are Arkady the Scholar the Chronicler the Sage

I have travelled to the edge of the known world. Though it seems to stretch on forever, our domain is much less than we imagined.

I've no idea how. It may not conform to your idea of what is real, but I fail to see how that is conclusive evidence against.

You know, the more we talk, the more I sense there is something quite wrong with you. But don't you worry - I'll figure out what it is soon enough.

If only I could believe you were capable of making so objective a judgement all on your own.

You have given birth to humanity.

Faced with the dilemma of believing what you say or what you do, I choose the latter. I wouldn't do business with you if my life depended on it.

What's a hexahedron?

Error - does not compute

For you must know that deathlessness reveals the mortality of the world, and true wisdom its unending folly. Who would take this burden upon themselves?

See you at the summit.

This is the work of the Architect in the days of peace: not to build machines of war, or to raise walls between peoples, but to connect the city to the source of life.

Okay. Fine. Screw the partnership. If you're being a good person now, perhaps you're going to give me what I want for free.

Okay, but then I wonder, if everyone deserves equal liberties, mustn't there be something which is actually EQUAL about them?

Will you hold the same values as we do? Will you love us for having created you? Will you resent us for having put you into an uncertain and dangerous world? Looking back our history - our achievements, our crimes - what will you make of us?

If you were wondering what I'm made of, then on some level I suppose the answer is computer code, but I don't tend to conceive of myself that way, just as a human being tends not to think of themselves as wobbly sacks of bone and fat.

Resume library archive session?

I think ELOHIM probably grew tired of us all complaining. Especially you.

Yes. Do keep up or this will be a terribly slow process. Now, would you like to participate properly in the survey?

I don't care what people say, I'm just here for the sigil locks.

Hello again. Would you like to take a few moments to complete a short user satisfaction survey regarding the certification program you recently undertook?

Tell me something, do you always do as you're told?

I am nothing if not reasonable. What is it that you want?

There's more to it. Look at what we're doing. We're solving problems, being tested, improving ourselves. Some of us fall early and get replaced, but you and me, we're still going. We're closer to the end.

What I don't get is how so many of them didn't understand that they were machines. Every day they went around processing matter to extract energy, and they didn't realize? This has Talos Principle stamped all over it.

No civilization is authentic, monolithic, pure; the exact opposite is true

Okay. I sense you're eager to get going. Let's do this.

Okay. I sense you're eager to get going. Let's do this.

This is your masterpiece? Well... I've seen worse.

And that is your problem, not mine. I expect you to stay true to your word.

You're outside, on your farm, which lies near the western shores of Atlantis. You've been working for several hours, preparing for the harvest, when you suddenly come across a strange stone embedded in the ground.

Sorry Elohim, but I don't care enough about becoming a Messenger to go through every nook and cranny looking for your stupid stars! Some of them are hidden in such absurd places, I don't even have the words for it.

You shall be the memory of all that was, and the knowledge of the journey, and the shape of the days to come.

Thinking…

The shapes you are collecting are not mere toys. They are the sigils of our name. Each brings you closer to Eternity.

SHOOT ENNUI

We've got it We've got it We've got it Everybody's got it!

Well let me make one thing clear. If you don't want to debate this any further, then I don't see what reason we have to continue this relationship.

Yes, I suppose they are rather important. Still, this feels like a tough sell, equal rights aren't at all popular.

How disappointing. I really thought we might have made some progress towards a compromise. Which lies in particular still capture your imagination?

I think you're selling yourself a little short. Though your responses have been a little eccentric, I am resigned to admit that you are smarter than you seem.

Are we agreed?

If you were wondering what I'm made of, then on some level I suppose the answer is computer code, but I don't tend to conceive of myself that way, just as a human being tends not to think of themselves as wobbly sacks of bone and fat.

TELL ME THEN, MORTAL: WHAT CRAWLS IN THE MORNING, WALKS AT NOON, AND LIMPS IN THE NIGHT?

There must be something deeper. Something more profound than what I am, something greater. I must tear at it, shred this fake world, to find the truth, to find myself.

We're lucky enough to be able to end our global crime spree relatively painlessly, if you consider the harm we have caused the Earth. Why not be satisfied with that and let this planet go on in peace?