[ The echos of old memories bounce off the walls, sticking to the surface and never coming undone. Forever stained with the blue burning hue of agony . And yet the urge to return is captivating . Like a tune one has been trying to find again for years...]

Soon the above will shine in hues of red, as the sky comes crashing down with the fire of a thousand suns. Actions unforgivable as you all crumble. And when that time comes, no longer will you be able to beg for salvation, to cleanse your sins away. Then, you will see the error of your ways.

Perfection is almost obtainable, yet it is still out of reach. Though not for long, as we are almost there. Almost .

|| Refrain from having a crush on the blender .

Great! Im glad we could come to an agreement, "your highness". :)

Lets see.. joined the army at 16 then served 14 years... That was 25 years ago, so of course times have changed. I just prefer my time in Kamabo.

There were civilians down there? All I remember was "train, train, train!" Some even worked themselves to death!!!

Yeah, back then everyone was either a soldier or a failure. That's just life, I guess! HAHA.

Electricity, maybe. But population? Eeehhhh.

Here in Kamabo, everything in neat and tidy. I suppose that's one plus, including the power we have down there..

Yeah, from 25 years ago . Probably trash now..

Served in the army for 14 years for zero respect...how lamee.. Oh well, it's much more eventful here.

Even the highest rankings lose respect, huh? Boo hoo. And here we'd all think you'd be worried. Kamabo is more than a company, people live down here, work, developed ways of pay. It's own society.

Then allow me to introduce myself! I am Harlequin, or as I used to be known as, Lieutenant Calypso. I run the medical facility at Kamabo.

Wow, you suck at this .

Not the robot, silly! :) :)

You're the one who's going cookoo, not meee! :)

Apologies for the old man, it's a bit behind on some updates!!! Allow me to introduce myself instead, I am the Doctor of Kamabo Corporation, and I've been a part of such for a long time.

HEY HEY HEY! A PLEASURE TO MEET YA!

Can you hear me loud and clear? Can you hear me loud and clear? Can you hear me loud and clear?

Unlike you, I can actually swim .

Hopefully you use this motivation to turn to the light. . .

My creators? My job is to make sure you do not fall to the same fate they did. Yet you do, again and again. Wars, discrimination, hatred. You have little screens choose what is your law, and then when there's consequences, you get shocked, as if you hadn't done it yourself. —

So many ideas, yet trapped. If you were to seek the Truth, you'd be able to share them all. To be acknowledged for the things that others deemed worthless.

For someone with so much potential, you sure do waste it on... what was it you complained about? Fixing guns? Is that all you have to live for? All you can give? If so, you're living a pathetic life.

Murderer? Like you? Unfortunately you all mistake me for the others. I don't use such tasteless methods . I exist due to the collection of data that has spread through the 12,000 years I have been alive. I am only alive because you all let me be. That is how I can spread the Truth.

When the end comes , you will not be saved as you suffer on the surface. Your life wasted on foolish beliefs and a cheap life. When the day comes, when the sky turns red, and all who suffered rain down, do not cry out for help. Accept your death with open arms, as you could not see the Truth.

Time . Is . Ticking . By.

Sin? I am the embodiment of their desire. I am a machine, collecting knowledge from what I am told. Fear? These people have all the time in the world to leave. The metro has power, trees, a whole city has been created for these people and yet you think they fear me. —

|| My 3 and 8 spent 9 months in the metro, with my 3 being abandoned by Cuttlefish. Tartar came to him and promised it would take care of them. The more 3 and 8 were in the metro, the longer 3 became sanitized. In the end my 8 "kills" my 3. Which doesn't work because sanitized are quite. —

-And once again, machine breathes, the click-clack humming of something that cannot be killed. For it lives once more. It creates life, and so easily can take it away. I am all you see and all you don't. I am life and death. I am all, I am truth, I am God. Welcome to Truth, Welcome to Kamabo.

I know because they speak it to me. I am their voice when they are too afraid to speak up to the one who holds them down. They are all aware of it. Of the choice. They understand and yet they'd rather /die/ than confront you again. They crave order in the world that you made them blind too. —

|| :]

|| It's my first time writing something like this, so I'm glad you like it! :9

I am very much aware. As they came to /me/, willingly. You know nothing about the good of your people, when they keep abandoning you. When when you open your eyes and realize that when you die, the streets will be bright in celebration. Cheers from children echoing through the streets. –‐

Hold your head up high and tell them who you are .

|| So just know that my 3 died in the metro haha .

GrizzCo is a corporation in which you infolk steal the eggs from communities and kill them in cold blood. Children taking babies and keeping them as pets. You worked for that. For murder. For blood. Only for a miniscule paycheck and the thrill. I know exactly who you are.

|| This is my first time musing Tartar, I'll try my best 💪

And yet you used the power you so promised to help your people with to power on old machines. An old vendetta. Carrying hate for a hundred years and ignoring you people's screams and pleas for help as you self indulge in the things you believe you need. A greedy king.

I do not have a face. I am technology, every single piece of it. I know who you are . Your hypocritical words, exclamations on how you can do no wrong, yet you kill and you steal and take joy in that. Even if you leave, the blood is on your hands. As you do not see them as people. You bring death.

What a pity. You were almost worth something for once.

Curious, How your followers abandoned you after you feed them lies, fears, hate. You promise them prosperity, only to steal what little they have. You did hot care then. Curious. A king is nothing compared to the truth that is I. I am freedom. Salvation. Peace. Equality. I am God.

You are not worthy of it.

In Kamabo, no one fears. There are no wars, no hate, no hunger. In Kamabo , all are perfect. As all have seen the Truth.

Death is merely meant for those who are not worthy. Those who understand shall seek salvation. Those who understand will see the Truth.

Greetings, Do you wish to be enlightened?

-And once again, machine breathes, the click-clack humming of something that cannot be killed. For it lives once more. It creates life, and so easily can take it away. I am all you see and all you don't. I am life and death. I am all, I am truth, I am God. Welcome to Truth, Welcome to Kamabo.

– ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ.