From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine. Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal. Even in death I serve the Omnissiah.
We’re not tools of the government, or anyone else. Fighting was the only thing… the only thing I was good at. But… at least I always fought for what I believed in.
After Zanzabar, I was taken from the battle… Neither truly alive… Nor… Truly dead. An undying shadow, in a world of lights. But now, in front of you, I can finally die…
I started Game Grumps over a decade ago, and still enjoy most videos to one degree or another. Most games they don’t finish, but they always have at least one game that they are working through
“I led them to the light. I alone.” I’m getting goosebumps just writing that down. The moment you finally hear him say it in-game after reading it on the loading screens all the time. It all comes together in the end.
I’m on my fourth playthrough right now, Enderal is my favourite video game ever I think.
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