NO MAN’S SKYDB
Maybe I've never – kzkzkt – real means – kzkkt – anything. I don't – kzkkt –
Everything's going to – kzkzkt – it's good –
It is then that I realise it. The noises, the static I've been hearing throughout my adventures. It is not interference, the corruption of long distance communication. How could it be? We speak through the protocol of a dream.
The noises... the sound of kzzkt – it's the sound of waking. It's the sound of everything falling apart. It's the final gasp. The death of the Atlas will not begin in sixteen minutes. It began a long time ago.
Yet even with this realisation, Artemis' words fill me with happiness, a resolve to go on. There is still goodness in this world.
I say goodbye, not knowing if Artemis can hear me. I don't even know what that means, to hear me. We're all just data. Did they ever hear me? These glitches will happen more and more in the final days... individuals caught in cycles, repeating themselves. Planets wiped from existence or changed overnight, all discoveries lost. I must journey on...
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