There is a shape in darkness, their head turned away, their back and shoulders hunched. They hold nothing. They have nothing left but the streams of this place, there to be tasted, there to forget. They are nothing, now.
The walls shiver. Machines stir within the universe. Another awakens, the last who will ever live.
The first walks toward the gate. They try to smile.
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Details
- Race
- None
- Options
- 1
- Progressive
- Yes
- Public Subtitle
- None dialogue · Variant 30
- Interaction Type
- GraveInCave
- Identity Collision
- Yes
- Requires Scan Event
- Interaction Category
- Default
- Provenance Disambiguation
- ?U4LORE_10_LORE_END
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Conversation flowFragmented Memory ↗
Dialogue
Dialogue factionNone dialogue ↗
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