Revolution peers around the ruins they were stuck in. Well, ‘stuck’. If they wanted to, they could get out of the rock and go exploring, but that would not only lose all sense of drama, but would also look downright silly, and that simply wouldn’t do.
Regardless, they digress. The local ruins, yes. They were fascinating, really; you could see six different styles of architecture and brick as you looked up the nearby wall, and there were a good seven more visible in other buildings around the area. Really, it spoke to a long history here; Revolution wondered what this world had been used for prior to being repurposed as a prison.
...probably disaster testing, if they were going to be honest with themselves. Really, you’d think that gods would be able to test that without actually directly endangering mortals - just make a mock-up city or something in an empty world, or use automata - but nooo, they needed the authenticity, the panic, the go fuck themselves that lot of psychos. We have video games for that.
Ahem.
Anyways.
So yes, the ruins. The barely-populated ruins, which still means more-populated-than-nothing ruins. There were people here, and by the Fundament one of them was going to be Revolution’s champion. It simply wouldn’t be suitable to be a sword without a wielder.
Minor Intervention: So long as this rock contains Revolution, it shall emit a bright beacon of light into the sky so that people can find it. This will also cause the local buildings to bear spectral projections of what they would have looked like when they were complete - all of the various times they were complete.
Major Blessing: Scaple and all those who reside within it shall be blessed. Because why not, really.