I asked, friend, but you complied. Does that make you guilty? Does that mark your hands with sin? Friend! Interloper! Tr

I asked, friend, but you complied. Does that make you guilty? Does that mark your hands with sin? Friend! Interloper! Traveller! What are you? Don't you see it? Everything in these worlds is built for you. The history of blood, of malice; all of it happened so that you might find out about it one day, a backdrop for your journey!

And there’s that strange scent in the air again, a pheromone issuing forth... This time I live the memories of the Overseer as if they are my own. I see their life swept away upon our first meeting, approaching them in a strange building with my weapon raised...

I am filled with a terrible certainty that for this Gek, millennia have passed since this event. But that is not possible. I never went to such a building. These things never happened.