Previous Entry: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/249797623?sort=0&page=0 [spoiler] Disclaimer: This post is [u]Fanficiton[/u], which [u]is[/u] allowed in #Lore as declared by dmg04, link here: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/249545832?sort=0&page=0&path=1. You are well within your rights to instantly downvote, but there are also alternative solutions that are more long term. [b]1)[/b] If you wish to no longer see any of my FanFiction posts, [b]please[/b] block the tags #Fanfiction or #Biocatarus. By doing so you will never again see any Fanfiction-related works from me in the future. [b]2)[/b] You can also simply [u]mute[/u] my profile if that’s prefered, but understand that I will be doing traditional Lore posts later down the line, and this option would hide those as well. As always I thank you for your time, and any feedback is appreciated.[/spoiler] [i]The following was taken from the earliest memories of an Exo Guardian.[/i] [b]*************************************************************************************[/b] [i]Remember… I’m supposed to remember… something about time?[/i] I am blind and empty. In the dark my hands are holding something fiercely, something precious. But I do not know what it is, and it sinks through my fingers like soft mud. I lose all sense of being and... I...I feel… warm. My eyes slowly open. There’s a valley clothed in golden fields of wheat and life unhindered. The sunlight bends itself to illuminate all things. To the far end and opposite of my person is a large stone tower. It beckons for me, and I am drawn trancelike towards its steps. There is a blissfulness. There is nothing to be afraid of. No pain no joy no vanity… My foot catches a cold and unnatural surface. I look down to see… myself? Is it me? [i]Was[/i] it me? I cannot tell. The body seems familiar, yet also impossibly distant. I do not feel any grasp of meaningless comprehension. The tower still calls for me, so I- The fields have changed. All the plants and life and sun have been replaced with frigged ice and searing frost and lightless dark. I still see the tower, but now it feels more like a solemn Crypt. I must reach it. I [i]will[/i] reach it. I continue down the path ahead. My eyes spot movement, quick and short, gone before it began. Fear pulls at the back of my vacuous mind. In the land of ice itself, I begin to spot cracks lunge across the ground like hungry wolves. A metal skeletal hand reaches from within a newly opened crevice, others soon joining in the dance. I run. I have to make it to the Crypt. I have to… win? Something grabs my shoulder. I turn and see a cold iron face. It was a metal man much like myself, but also not me. I am overcome with the smell of captured fish and winter lakes. He will stop my journey, so I end his. I grab a blade of ridged ice and the act is swiftly done. More movement, more living shapes. An entire army of the faceless have gathered to halt my progress. A decrepit construction worker lunges. I sidestep the attack and break her neck. The rumbling crowd continues to flood my position relentlessly. In return my hands rip and break and destroy. I have to get through them. I must reach the Crypt at any cost… I escape the reach of the lifeless horde. I can do it… I can [i]win[/i]. Wait... A single figure blocks my path. She alone has a face, and vibrant eyes that pierce my soul with soft starlight. I hesitate. Something about her makes my will crumble and my desire null. I feel warm again. I feel… sadness [i]and[/i] joy? At the same time I both know her, and do not. I sense the start of a name, yet nothing is pulled from the sickly mud. Suddenly the Crypt is so very far away, and I do not care. I hear something, and turn my head to see the ravenous dead in pursuit. My legs refuse to move and my body offers no defence. I let them come and consume my soul. I witness the sky vanish among a sea of blood-red wires that seethed like living veins. I am blind and empty. In the dark there is nothing in my hands. For an eternity, there is naught but silence. ... Atlast I come across a name. Not hers, but mine. [i]Biocatarus-3.[/i] [b]Next Entry[/b]: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/249923730?sort=0&page=0 [b]Lore Book[/b]: https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/249535151?sort=0&page=0