To think its like winding back the clock, its a familiar crossroad but not entirely, this time the looming threat of hegemonic reaction isn't there, the choice of helping to defend all of sirius against these hostile invaders is the right choice. The Damnatio Memoraie, our people are consulting with each other right now... I've never seen the helmet communication logs so dense with questions, curiosity and concerns. But even now it seems the decision of the incoming threat of the Sentinels has caused most of us to already accept extreme action must be taken.
I can't speak with the rest of the Damnatio Memoraie on what I saw last night, two relics from my own history that have had their dramatic shift in modus operandi... It's extremely hard to believe, that these two are more than likely to be either disgusted in ones past or have somehow grown to become unrecognizable from what I've always known. Although if I were to judge the actions of my previous self, before falling into Valhalla, I would have shunned my actions is irrational, irresponsible and dangerous for the sanctity of life here in Sirius. But what I won't deny is the potential that was birthed from it... I wouldn't have been there if it wasn't my curiosity, but now how do I act differently to before? Revenant had introduced me to what the story was like on the other side of Sirius, a small pocket of our infamous neighbours but I have a feeling I need to rewind the teaching this eternal conflict has given to me.
Leviathan and Harbinger, two betrayals on the same hour. One leaving me for dead to achieve his own goals of greed and power, the other disregarding our peaceful history with one intent outcome to vent me into space to show me I was as disposable as could be, but they weren't the malicious and self-centred individuals I once flew with. I was one between these two giants, although I doubted that old instinct for a second to understand that my old grudges were... Petty? While at the gates of their world, my impulses were already pushing the psionic suppressants as much as they could. I was only hoping for one elder, not three and a flurry of others. Revenant was subject to a overcompensating counter-signal leaking out my private communications, I had a moment to analyse my health systems to correct the issue. I was still preparing for the pain, but their chorus of many wasn't... It wasn't--
It's hard to describe, you run off the constant repeating cycle of violence with the hive in Thuringia that its an impulse that you don't even debate. But this time, the pressure of messing this up and losing the chance to make the right choice in this moment as I have known that the other path leads to what I've suffered and grown under the Agency for a decade. My hypothesis seemed vaguely in the right direction, finally discussing the information about previous conflicts, it seems I've come to more potential branches of what really has happened over the past 30 years involving our two species, and how menial and pathetic our hostilities were to what these Sentinels might bring to our frontier. I've known for some time now that I perpetuated the message of the great threat these aliens possessed, have done for a long time... But even as I was, wielding my doubt, I was hoping to secure something that would expose a truth to what that message obscures. And now the conclusion is inevitable.
The Nomads are here to stay.
To deny their place with the same persecution is to establish ourselves as unjust within Sirius.
Those fractured hives have proved to end this conflict between us without extinction.
Then we must judge them how we judge ourselves.
Towards rectifying the alienation from their own home.
Therefore the will and the intent of the Platform is clear.
