Shut down production
I shut down production. There cannot be many Vy'keen printing presses in the galaxy, and now there is one fewer. Amidst the detritus of the factory, I find some discarded technology. Perhaps it will be of use.
Warriors dialogue
The screen displays the dead heart of a warrior. Thousands like it are available in the archives of this place, starved of power for a long time.
Universe real. We are real. All who oppose this truth shall be struck down, grah! So speaks Hirk Sentinelbane, Abyss Keeper and Lord of Final Monolith...
The log shows that the hearts mutinied. They would no longer allow their battle enzyme to be used for the good of High Command. They wanted the death that had been promised.
This system has been set up to deceive the authorities. Vy'keen High Command believes this installation to still be active, full of harvested bodies compliantly producing enzymes.
I shut down production. There cannot be many Vy'keen printing presses in the galaxy, and now there is one fewer. Amidst the detritus of the factory, I find some discarded technology. Perhaps it will be of use.
I report the factory's existence to the Vy'keen authorities. They claim I have committed blasphemy, threatening to hunt me down. They issue an electric shock through the terminal.
I attempt to steal technology, but the factory's automated defense systems blast a bolt of energy at my suit instead. Whatever is here, it is not worth the trouble.
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