Ask what happened since you were last here.
You ask what happened, though it’s not too hard to guess.
the monster-that-sees-in-two has come to spirit away the sacred plains. the fields will grow dead and barren, and the harvest will wither. her steward tears through the village. we are scared and defenseless.Ask what we need to do to stop Feringus.
You ask what you need to do to stop Feringus from draining the core.
this i cannot tell you. you must look into yourself. all beings are free, robot. that is the way of skygod. your restrictions are only an illusion. there is always another way.Ask what the core is like.
You ask what the core is like.
it is a window into the eye of skygod. it is beautiful.You feel like he is trying to show you an image, but it’s not strong enough to pick up.
Is there anything you can do to save/help/heal/restore him?
You can feel the connection fading, and quickly ask what you can do to save it.
no. you cannot save me. it is my time. i am mnemnem. before me, there was another mnemnem. before it, another. when i pass, another still will rise to take my place. we have watched over our people through its eternity. we protect them. it is our way.The white mist is nearly gone. Mnemnem’s arms unfold, finally relaxed, his duties finally fulfilled. He places a ‘hand’ on your shoulder, respectfully.
you must go, robot. the future awaits.
The fog dissipates, blowing away. Mnemnem seems to be swept into it as he fades. Then he is gone.
You ready yourself to go to the core.
go to the lit tunnel.
Standing in front of the long, circular hall, you cannot help but wonder at the remarkably convoluted series of events that brought you to this point, and what lies ahead. You feel like you’ve explored damn well everywhere on this planet! There is only one place left to go now.
You enter the core.
You are in the largest chamber you’ve ever seen. The rocky walls are perfectly smooth, and the room’s space is entirely spherical. Incredibly massive globes of swirling, viscous white light and energy gently float around the chamber. In the low gravity, oculoids propel their light bodies through the air from globe to globe, tentacles revolving. Some scoop small globules back into their mouths; others seem to sing to the fluctuating matter. It is an amazing sight.
The ship is floating here, ramp extended. A familiar robot stands on it. It seems he has been waiting.
e- typooo
e2- another typoooo
Author
Topic: [ISG] Adventure Guy! - Epilogue (Read 518871 times)