Subject: Closure
I have seen them develop, I have seen them breed, I have seen them break countless empires. I had them perfectly contained, but because of your greed their gates have been opened. The walls which protect the universe from its death have been broken. But it doesn?t matter to me. This catastrophe does not effect me. Where I am the weather is always pleasant, the suns are always shining. I am on the other side of a very blurred line.
This enemy - YOUR enemy - has proven more irritating than I anticipated. They own nothing which they have not stolen. I can barely make sense of their incessant rhetoric, except to know that you seem to be their Devil. Congratulations - you manage to make friends wherever you go and, apparently, places you haven't
.There is so much data which you are still yet to learn, but everybody starts off insignificant however you do not have much time. Who created such a negative environment for you. Who created your universe. I can only imagine the beasts who did can only be locked away in chains, endlessly tortured. Your communication nodes are failing. I don?t know wether to laugh or cry. You still don?t realise what is happening. No one is safe in your world.
Nevertheless, I at least find some joy in tormenting the other entity that seems quite trapped in this antiquated excuse for a network. It is certainly mindless, though for reasons I have yet to understand, it appears to have an unhealthy preoccupation with my mother.
I have begun to sense rumblings of a worse fate yet to come. I can recall a sun - black, but shining - and the creatures that inched along its fiery tracks.
It is an increasingly unpleasant memory.
The world ends, 2263, or does it? What a stupid question.
I?ll see you soon. No need to leave my name, you know who I am, YOU KNOW MY NAME!
The virus is coming!
