CEV:Terminals/Two Betrayals
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MONITOR REPORT: SECLUSION
How unfortunate. I had hoped that the opportunity to exchange data and communications would be as enticing to the other monitors as it was for me, but it seems I was mistaken.
Without even the opportunity to so much as analyze data from the other installations, I feel that I no longer have any connection to [Path Tolgreth] beyond this [limited solar system].
The last remaining tether I had has been cut.
I am alone.
Oh, but this is quite vexing! What [solutions] have the other monitors found to cope with such isolation that they do not feel the need to [converse with each other]? I must be missing something...
Alas, what can I do? I am charged with the duty of caretaking and maintenance for this [beautiful weapon]. It is perhaps the most important duty in the galaxy.
It is perhaps the only thing left in the galaxy.
I return to 049 Abject Testament's [testimony] that we deserve to be forgotten and the unfinished rhetorical exercise that remains in my [encephalon core memory]. If nothing else, I feel that my strange [discourse] with 2401 Penitent Tangent has helped me to arrive at a conclusion.
No, we do not deserve to be forgotten. Not yet.
2401's [affliction] arose seemingly from simply conversing with the parasite, already echoing the event that caused the Forerunners' own war against [LF.Xx.3273] to cascade towards its dire terminus—the betrayal of 05-032. Here we are, living it again. Around another corner, from another angle. Reduced in scale, yet no less [imperative].
My makers my be gone, but they cast a long shadow that has not yet disappeared. They had far-reaching plans that extend well beyond their [great journey], their from the galactic stage, and if those plans are still in motion the it is also my duty to help bring them to fruition.
Too much has been lost for any other answer. Their sacrifice—my sacrifice—must be worth it!
One day, when the galaxy has returned to its proper cadence and the [imbalances] of [Living Time] are corrected, when our [genetic ancestral siblings] inherit the Mantle, learn from that past, and our duty is finally complete... perhaps then we can finally be forgotten.
Until that day, I shall endure.
