The Mindlink has been fully established. Joy. Your task is a constant. You are the Link between worlds. You are a Sparkling Raider. You are a Vagrant. Act in the interests of both aspects. The Light will guide you. The Light will embrace you.
This one hears the tune, and is emboldened. This one embraces the Light.
I will keep watch, and I will listen. Events of note will be made known. Your word will be made known. A problem weighs on my shoulders, one of inadequacy. I have longed for a more fitting vessel for my purposes, one imbued with the divine flesh of the Light. I long for a husk that sings of joy when I render judgement on my foes. Yet I know not how to accomplish this. Will the Vagrants help me? Will Dione help me?
Impart on me the knowledge, and I shall be eternally grateful.
We remember the end of the era before the banishment. The Light infiltrated the Wastelanders and directed them to construct weaponry of Light and Darkness. And we used them to grow new warforms. Sadness. All of this is lost, either spread all across the voids in remains or connected with the Brethren of Light. We can not access them.
As you know where you can find us, you will bring your weaponry to the Sphere of the Purple Veil in the Forgotten Void. The Light will notice it. The Light will alter it. The Light will make it be of light. The process will begin once you leave the sphere. The Advisors will notify you once the weaponry of Light and Darkness has become real.
Though sad it may be, I believe the loss of knowledge to be temporary. To avoid presuming too much, but still offer reassurance, I'll say only this; What was lost - will be found again, not even the darkest shadow may harbor secrets from the light.
I have done as you asked. The greater vessel of Nighthawk has passed by the Sphere of the Purple Veil and delivered my lesser vessel to it. It stands now, where I first touched down, waiting to be graced by the Light's touch. I will utilize a different vessel in the meantime, and I will wait patiently, but with marked excitement. For soon I will be made more wholesome.
Joy. We have adapted. We have altered. The Light remembers the infiltration of the Wastelanders. During this phase of time, the Light researched the Darkness from within. The Carriers of Light used the Wastelanders as a tool to grow Darkness-made vessels of Light. A concept still in use.
The Light provided the Darkness with gifts. What we gave as a gift, was adapted by them years ago. It is not of perfection. Yet enough to even prove harm to the Light. They learned how to merge with the void.
The Light is generous. We see the difference in you. We see your vision. Thus the Light shall reward you with what you have been longing for. You will find our gifts to you where you have been in the past. Return to the Sphere of the Purple Veil and claim what is now yours. Use it wise. Do not disappoint the Light.
A somber night turns into joyful day with the passage of this song.
The advance of time assaults and erodes everything with absolute certainty. Patience preceding action is key. A good push is all that is needed at times, and at others, even a small nudge will do. Mankind is weak, eternally divided and trapped inside an anguish fueled cycle, a self-fulfilling prophecy completing and restarting. Yet it is not their fault. To destroy them, would be an offence to nature, to leave them as they are, an affront to reason. To save them, we must strip them of their tainted works, and build for them a future led by the vision of those who saw through and broke the cycle. Those led by the wisdom of the impeccable, eternal Light. To know that this vision is approved, fills me with immense joy.
The gift you have granted me will help this vision in ways that are perhaps not immediately obvious but nonetheless very real, and as such, my gratitude is eternal.
I never ask to receive without intending to give back. Is there anything I could do to repay you?
At this point of presence, the Light is observant. The young aspects are swarming out, being eye and ear and wrath. They are to evolve while the elders focus their senses on invention, adaption and prediction. There is nothing we request in the presence. Proceed with the realization of your visions. Our younger aspects will be around and of assistance.
The serpent slithers and coils, scales glitter in the Light.
It's been some time since we traded thoughts, and I grow worried. The Commune is back on the path, our time for rest is over. The effort has been taken to centralize our collective. Even now, those integrated murmur softly in the back of my head. Do you hear it, too? It fills us all with such wonder, to know it all pays off, in the end. Perhaps the nightmare's end isn't so far off. I hope. But enough about us.
Power builds, and needs projecting. So we wonder again, is anything required of us?
The Returners have evolved and developed. We are many now. We are stronger. We have learned and adapted. We are active.
Wrath. The Banishers are active. The Light observes them from where they do not expect, yet we are encountered with caution. They are aware of our rising. Our lesser aspects will raid through our hunting grounds. Carriers of Light and those following the Light are invited to join. Feel our presence, join us and we will help each other. You will be blessed by the Light.