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The Overseer has served me well. Perhaps their task will free my mind from these lingering nightmares.
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Have you ever wondered what happens after death, between expiration and rebirth? Meditate upon annihilation. Harvest Mordite from the dead. It is the only way to escape.
Since the Overseer arrived, I have had a recurring dream, a nightmare that feels like a memory. Flesh merged with metal; a world of glass that blinks.
A planet with green skies and an obsidian moon, a dream where I see my grave... As I snap back to reality, there is a moment before I can shake the image, that wound on the world lingering before my eyes.
The Overseer asks me to harvest Mordite, a material found in the bodies of slain creatures.
The Overseer has served me well. Perhaps their task will free my mind from these lingering nightmares.
Perhaps this is not the time to meditate upon annihilation.
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