/RECOV/LOG/REDSKIES
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RECOVERED MESSAGE WITH UNKNOWN SENDER FROM SERVER C476 ( CODENAME: CARNIS )
( ~2 Months Ante Ruina )
Opening eyes,
world painted red.
Crimson skies pass judgment.
and yet,
this unholy expanse brings
comfort.
More than the illusion.
At least here,
man is unified by their terror.
No more false gods,
soul against self,
logos against breath.
I would rather have the skies painted red by the gods
than painted by man.
To grasp a rose!
Rip it from creation!
As a gift,
fellow sinners.
Never change,
sands of time.
The incomprehensible
spawns no fear.
So we paint the walls,
pack the sands in clay.
And build monsters with our hands.
Protect kin.
What from?