User:Morhek

"I welcome you to my place of soliture, weary traveller, and I bid you take shelter within this temporary sanctuary from the oncoming storm that rages outside. May the blessings of the Truth Givers be upon you and your kin if you be Sangheili or human, and may their curses follow the Jiralhanae and the San 'Shyuum for straying from the path the Gods set before us, and for their betrayal."

- Kora 'Morhek, Sangheili philosopher.

Encrypted Transmission

 * ENCRYPTION:"Holy Light"


 * FROM: SPECIAL OPERATIONS COMMANDER KORA 'MORHEKEE 


 * '''TO: WIDEBAND TRANSMISSION (DESTINATION INDETERMINATE) ALL RECIEVERS CLASS SEVEN


 * CONFIRMATION SEQUENCE: XXXXXXXXXXXX

Seventh Cycle, 306th Unit, 9th Age of Reclamation (Covenant Battle Calendar) / Covenant Assault Carrier Bringer of Holy Light / Command Center


 * So. You have managed to penetrate our defences, and stand brazenly within my own inner sanctum. Were my defences that easily breached? Your race is either braver, or more foolish, than even we had thought.


 * We are betrayed. The Jiralhanae overpowered our patrols, and have secured the engineering bay - Major Fuqumee has been executed, and I fear many others have been killed on the orders of the Prophets. They seek to control the ship for their purposes, and are attempting to overrun the Command Center. But if we die, then I shall die with the honour of a Sangheili warrior - which is more than can be said for their races.


 * I send this message in the desperate hope that someone shall exact revenge for the betrayed Sangheili of the Bringer of Holy Light - either Sangheili or human. Our races are proud and strong, and the humans have proven themselves countless times as fierce and innovative warriors. Is it not said in your tongue, "the enemy of my enemy is my ally?"


 * We cannot last much longer. The Jiralhanae are already breaking through the bridge doors. My commandoes do their best, but we have little hope of surviving much longer. We are falling back t-

-- Kora 'Morhek (Formerly Kora 'Morhekee prior to Exclusion Event) 11:08, 7 December 2552 (Human chronological time) (UTC)

TRANSMISSION INTERRUPTED AT SOURCE - UNABLE TO REESTABLISH CONTACT - ADDITIONAL MESSAGE RECIEVED.


 * You seek to define what is infinite; to understand what is beyond your comprehension; to stop the unstoppable.
 * We have consumed countless worlds, left entire galaxies barren. We are the Alpha and the Omega - the beginning and the end. We watched as the stars of old were born, flickered in their brevity, and died, to be replaced by the new.
 * We have had a thousand names, in a thousand tongues, all forgotten as their speakers withered before our inevitability and were consumed. But those who built this place, the ones who came before you and sealed us within this hushed casket, ''presumed to name us...the Flood.
 * Who are you, to define us? Who are you to judge us?
 * Who are you, to stop us?

ADDITIONAL TRANSMISSION ENDS - UNABLE TO DETERMINE SOURCE - UNTRACABLE SENDER

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"Evolution is an illusion, a name we give for the passage of time. Nothing changes. Nothing innovates. Throughout time, all that happens is that the universe remains constant, eternal...stagnant. And so we imagine that it improves, and by imagining it we make it so. It is the ultimate self-deception...because it is true. We try to innovate. We try to invent. And in our ignorance, we forget that all has been done before - by the Forerunners, or the Precursors, or by their predecessors. Our presence, our actions and their consequences, are ultimately irrelevant. When we are dead, our kind long since turned to dust, the universe will still remain, an impartial, unmoving and unforgiving monument to all our sins."

- Kora 'Morhek, Sangheili philosopher.

The Flood

"Blood has been harder to dam back than water.  Just when we think we have it impounded safe  Behind new barrier walls (and let it chafe!),  It breaks away in some new kind of slaughter.  We choose to say it is let loose by the devil;  But power of blood itself releases blood.  It goes by might of being such a flood  Held high at so unnatural a level.  It will have outlet, brave and not so brave.  weapons of war and implements of peace  Are but the points at which it finds release.  And now it is once more the tidal wave  That when it has swept by leaves summits stained. '' Oh, blood will out. It cannot be contained."

- Human author

Thermopylae

"Let honor be to those in whose life '' It was set to guard Thermopylae.

Never moving away from duty;

Just and equals in all of their acts

But with sadness and compassion

Brave once they are rich and when

They are poor, again brave

Coming to aid as much as they can;

Always speaking the truth

But without hate for those who lie.

And even more honor they deserve

When its predicted (and many predict)

That Ephialtes will appear in the end

And the Medes will finally pass through"

- Human Author

"When you speak of your heroes, of your Thermopylae, your Leonidas, your Spartans, where are the brave others? Where are the Phocians and the Locrians, who gave heir lives in the defence of their own towns? What of the Thespians, who stayed knowing of certain death to aid those Spartans? What of Demophilus? What of the thousands of courageous Persians who were slaughtered by the Greeks? Of Abrocomes and Hyperanthes, and Hydarnes, who fell fighting? Do they get no acknowledgement? Do they not deserve some part of the honour and glory that is rightfully theirs?"

- Kora 'Morhek, Sangheili philosopher.

"It has been said that in the beginning of all things, there was life and light. The light of the Gods. The light of the Forerunners. And all was good. Yet for all, there must be a counter and an opposite: for warmth, there must be cold; For love, there must be hate; For light, there must be darkness; for good, there must be evil. And the darkness that was the Abomination engulfed the light, and threatened to extinguish all. The Forerunners, in their wisdom, ascended out of the reach of the darkness, and cast the demons down for the evil they are, embarking upon the Great Journey, and leaving us behind to follow in their footsteps."

- Ascendancy Codex, Minister of Acquisition, formal recitation.

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A Special Operations Commander of the Bringer of Holy Light, and my virtual self.

The Battle of Ares IV - a battle between five sides: UNSC, URF, Covenant Loyalists, Covenant Separatists, and the Flood, pivotal in the UNSC's history. attempting to write a whole fanfic about the events of it.

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