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She’d been staring at it long enough that someone might call her an addict, for what she was doing was indeed addictive in a strange way. It was unbridled power so immense that mankind had long been unable to actually gaze upon it without considerable protection and precaution. Those precautions, however, neutered the true sight that Sarah now beheld. She floated closer and closer to it, unaware of how fast or slow she was moving. A solar flare erupted – an impossibly large whip of pure energy lashing right at her. She both felt and didn’t feel the incomprehensible heat, continuing her mesmerized and aimless journey closer to the Sun. She could somehow see its body flowing and swirling, a crucible of raw power constantly in motion. She stood on its surface, this time looking away from the Sun to the children in its orbit. The light around her was so bright, however, that she may as well have been in some other world or dimension where the darkness of space didn’t exist – where the emptiness of the void was as bright as the stellar bodies inhabiting it. The sensation coursing through her was something beyond euphoria. It was an emotion so fervent that she couldn’t rightly make sense of it. A tear welled in her eye, impervious to the power and heat that would otherwise ensure it never came into existence. It ran down her cheek, paused at her chin and dropped, touching the Sun. Sarah sent herself elsewhere in the solar system. She had no place in particular in mind, but she was almost concerned that the intoxicating bliss of her experience would drive her to some sort of perpetually gleeful madness. Now the Sun was just a bright ball in the sky. She looked down to see Earth at her feet. Dad, what would you say if I told you I walked on the surface of the Sun today? “I’d say that my daughter’s imagination hasn’t diminished with age, ” he would’ve laughed. But what if I was telling the truth? What if I really did? “You know very well that I want you to continue looking to the sky and the stars beyond them, Sarah, but I wouldn’t want you getting yourself killed. We can’t even get something very close to the Sun without it melting. ” His smile would’ve remained on his face despite having to explain the obvious. Those are machines, dad. “Yes, and they are sturdier and more formidable than we fragile humans. ” What if I told you I’m no longer human? She envisioned her dad turning to face her slowly, his eyes shifting from calm and jovial to firm and concerned. She imagined the look of confusion he would’ve given her, the soft compassion still dancing behind the gaze. “Then I’d ask why stop at the surface of the Sun. ” She stood in the heart of Nemea’s densest urban jungle on Mars. The everyday hustle and bustle of its citizens moved around her, uninterrupted by the greater forces at play amongst and between the stars above. A large holographic screen projected outward from one of the larger buildings, broadcasting a report from Solaris News. “Late yesterday afternoon, Edward Higgins announced his plan to launch another expedition to K2-3d, the lone Earthlike world settled by colonists on his first expedition before it was abruptly cut short. Dr. Higgins stressed it was urgent to maintain the original, intended schedule in order to establish a regular interstellar highway between Earth and the distant planet. According to Dr. Higgins, any previous crewmembers from the first expedition will have their original contract price doubled should they elect to go on another journey. When asked how he secured such funding, Dr. Higgins answered that funding would be coming from the Defense Council. The answer has sparked some criticism and skepticism, as it seems to go against the principles of the initial expedition…” Dr. Higgins was as perplexed as Sarah expected him to be when she showed him the current happenings on K2-3d, yet when they returned to his shuttle, all he could do was ask about her. He didn’t recognize who she was and Sarah didn’t have any desire to tell him – not yet. “They’re talking about you, you know, ” he’d said. “I know. ” “They’re calling you a god. ” Sarah had no immediate response. Higgins wasn’t deterred. “Are you? ” “I don’t think so. ” “If you keep showing yourself…if you keep doing what you’ve been doing…people are going to expect things of you. It doesn’t matter if you’re a god or not – all that matters is whether people think of you as one. And if they do, they’re going to ask why you haven’t ended this war and saved humanity all on your own. They’re going to wonder why a god would save lives but not the species. ” Again Sarah didn’t respond. “Although I’m not sure if we need a god to win this war anymore, ” he sighed. “This new weapon…we could win the war in a year if we move fast enough. ” He looked at her. His eyes showed an internal battle of doubt and concern within him, arising both for humanity’s future and the consequences of his own actions. He sought affirmation, Sarah thought, but it was not her place to give it. “If you’re going to make yourself known at a time like this, you need to be ready to see yourself as a weapon and asset for humanity. Otherwise you’ll eventually be viewed as something not far removed from an enemy. ” “I am no one’s weapon, ” she said calmly before leaving. Indeed, the people of Sol had begun speaking of her after she had saved the crew aboard the mothership. Only fringe outlets reported on the crewmember’s claims and stories at first, but the rumors and whispers grew loud enough that Solaris News eventually sought out some of the survivors for formal interviews. Only a handful were willing to talk, but that was all it took. They’d taken to calling her The Fire-Eyed Goddess. Artists all throughout Sol took the liberty of rendering their own interpretations of Sarah’s appearance based on the accounts and descriptions of the survivors. It was her eyes that drew the most focus in each description, the multicolored micro-stars that they were. She couldn’t shake what Dr. Higgins had told her. She knew he was right. She’d already determined that she wouldn’t be a ghost amongst her people and wouldn’t sit idly by while humanity fought for its survival against a superior force. She had to put her hand on the scales, but it felt wrong in her new perspective to utilize her gift to cause death in any capacity rather than save and preserve life. It was impossible not to – this she knew – and something she’d already done in a somewhat indirect sort of way, but if it was something she must do, it wouldn’t be under anyone’s orders or as anyone’s tool. It was one of war’s greatest ironies – that in order to save lives, one must end lives. It was an unavoidable, inevitable facet of the Beast. It was something Sarah would need to engage in again, as much as she didn’t want to. Naive though it might be, she held onto some faint, fleeting hope that it didn't have to be this way, and that with her gift, she could change it. Why stop at the surface of the Sun? She walked down a sidewalk, invisible to the crowd. The Defense Council must’ve really invested in Dr. Higgins’ second expedition after all, for it seemed every single holoboard along the street displayed recruiting advertisements for the expedition, complete with positions that still needed to be filled, contract terms, timetables, payment ranges, and more. She stopped at a store window. On the other side was an animated, hand drawn portrait placed in the middle of several others, situated slightly higher to draw attention to it. It was a portrait of her – of who she was now. The Fire-Eyed Goddess. It was beautiful. She was a bright, translucent purple, her hair longer than it actually was, hanging below her shoulders and billowing as though she were submerged in water. Her eyes shifted in color as the depiction looped its animation, shifting from orange to blue to purple to yellow and back again, shining brightly enough that a faint aura of each respective color encircled the upper half of her face. She repeatedly raised her right arm up towards the viewer, palm turned upwards, offering her hand. No doubt it was a portrait inspired by the accounts of the survivors, though Sarah had to admit she didn’t offer her hand to them so much as she forcibly grabbed their arms. A bright orange and yellow light radiated behind her in the background. It gave the portrait and, by extension, Sarah herself, an almost angelic appearance. She almost wanted to enter the store and inquire about the artist and thank him or her for creating something so moving and flattering. She would’ve bought it herself under any other circumstance. She smiled when she imagined how odd it would be for the so-called Fire-Eyed Goddess to walk into a store like an average customer to purchase a portrait someone had made of her. Even more odd that Sarah had no place to hang it. She wondered what would happen if she hovered above the crowded city streets and revealed herself right at that moment, the Fire-Eyed Goddess manifesting for all of Sol to finally see. What would happen if a modern myth suddenly became reality? What would happen if a figure still widely regarded as fictional entertainment made herself known? It was only a thought, and one she had no desire to act upon. Humanity was in a precarious transitional era and what she’d already done risked throwing stability into chaos. Indeed, though she would eventually be known as an actual entity – whatever she was – it would be something that would happen gradually and over time, ideally. If humanity was going to come to know her, they would have to walk with her before running. She was back on Earth, floating over the Central American Region, staring down at the vast, thick jungle housing the Defense Council’s headquarters. Aside from a few antennae peaking between the green canopy and a handful of landing pads in small clearings, one would be hard pressed to believe this jungle contained the location of the most powerful military decision-making body in the solar system. Sarah walked along one of the paths connecting a landing pad to the headquarters. Aside from armed soldiers and small surveillance drones silently gliding around the premises, the base from the outside looked more like an elaborate villa than a military installation. Humanity’s ability to terraform had been utilized here, non-native fauna painting the surroundings in a myriad of floristic color. Fanciful archways lined the path, each one wrapped in bright green vines, all of them sprouting what seemed to be artificial, polychromatic flowers. A miniature bridge ran laterally along the path over a small stream strewn with lily pads, perfectly round stones resting under the surface. Only the sound of VTOLs overhead disturbed the otherwise pristine sounds of nature surrounding her. Sarah had never been here in her previous life. It looked more like a vacation resort for the wealthy – that is, until she came upon the headquarters itself. It was an unassuming dome structure roughly fifty meters from one end to the other. It was the only structure around, though it was no secret that the base itself was almost entirely constructed far underground. She phased through the door to a surprisingly bare and sparsely occupied interior, the outer wall lined with computer equipment manned only by a handful of personnel. She walked to the center elevator and phased downward, slowly floating several stories below. When she reached the bottom, she saw what one might expect a military base as important as this one to look like. There were cameras everywhere, some mounted on turrets in the corners of the ceilings, more armed soldiers than might be necessary in every hallway and every room. Every door required personnel to submit to both retinal and fingerprint scans to enter – even the restrooms. Holograms displayed maps, assignments and current occupants of any given room or sector of the base, names appearing and disappearing as people came and went. The level of security and surveillance was intimidating, even for Sarah. She legitimately worried what would happen if she decided to manifest in the heart and brain of the UNEM military. She had just stood on the surface of the Sun, yet for some reason she thought this place might be capable of destroying her if they knew she was here. One large room tracked all current locations of every single IMSC, from those in service to those undergoing maintenance to those nearing completion. Those on deployment had the length of time away from Sol displayed, their scheduled return, and all communications and reports since deploying, the most recent being at the top of the list. Some IMSCs were displayed in red, denoting a KIA, with “recovery underway, ” “recovery complete, ” “recovery unsuccessful, ” or “recovery not feasible, ” written next to it. Something caught Sarah’s eye as she scanned the list amongst the several dozen officers in the room with her. Ares One – On Deployment – Dynamic Patrol Route – Command: Admiral John Peters Current Length of Deployment: 308 hours Scheduled Return: Unknown, Admiral’s Decision Mission: EP Patrol [Admiral’s Note: Hunt] Latest Report: RECEIVED, 26 hours ago Summary of Contents: IMSC optimal, zero friendly casualties, four MOTHERSHIPS engaged, four MOTHERSHIPS KIA Sarah looked away from the screen, confused. She wasn’t too surprised the Ares One could engage with four enemy motherships, emerge victorious, and continue its mission, but that was assuming it fought each one individually, and even that was pushing it. Each battle would certainly result in numerous human casualties in victory – not even Admiral Peters or her old squadron could change that – which made Sarah wonder how it was possible a single IMSC could fight four IMSCs without suffering a single loss of human life. “Although I’m not sure if we need a god to win this war anymore. This new weapon…we could win the war in a year if we move fast enough. ” Whatever Dr. Higgins had developed appeared to be as effective as he suggested and Sarah could imagine the Admiral’s almost gleeful confidence upon seeing how effective the new weapons were. If she wanted, she could set out for the stars right this second, find the Ares One, and see it in action for herself. But she didn’t need to do so now. Not yet. She was back in one of the expansive corridors, flying and phasing around the maze that they were until she found the Defense Council’s briefing room. They were not in session, apparently, for only three of the twelve were present, one standing on one side of the long table and two others sitting across from her, reviewing data on a holoscreen embedded in the table’s surface. “…he’s going to suggest we plan an all-out offensive once he returns. Do you really expect anything different? Read the last report. Four motherships destroyed, not a single human killed. Not one. ” “We all know the Admiral is a measured man, and sure, the K-DEMs are proving to be a major asset, but if he’s going to suggest an all-out offensive already, then maybe for the first time in his life, the Admiral is getting ahead of himself. ” “Agreed. We shouldn’t even entertain that kind of plan until we’ve better established ourselves on K2-3d. With us backing the second expedition, we can turn it into a military venture in a heartbeat. I’m sure Edward Higgins is constantly wondering when it’s going to happen. He knows it’s inevitable. ” “Which makes me wonder why he so readily assented to our financial support. ” “Doesn’t matter. Until we can assure our people have an option outside of Sol in which to live, we can’t risk making ourselves more vulnerable than we already are by sending a bulk of our interstellar military force far from home. ” “Good luck convincing the Admiral of that. ” “He answers to us, not the other way around. ” “Yes, but the problem is that his argument will be pretty solid. ” “I’m sure it will be. It always is. Nevertheless, we won’t stake the survival of the human race on what is merely a good argument. War is all about taking risks, yeah, but you don’t risk an entire species on what is ultimately a gamble. We have to keep our shield up and wield the sword in the other hand, not drop the shield completely. ” “Okay. So, we haven’t been in formal session since the most recent development, but are we going to do anything about this Fire-Eyed Goddess or whatever the hell they call it? ” One of the council members chuckled, leaning against the desk on both of her palms. “You mean the imaginary hero cooked up by a bunch of workers in a near-death experience? ” “Hm. I wouldn’t be so quick to call it imaginary. ” A council member motioned his hands apart and moved the hologram on the desk to the wall at the far end of the table, maximizing it. “This came in just a few weeks ago. We really need to have the formal briefing sessions more often. I’m surprised we all haven’t seen this by now. ” A short clip played of Sarah being seen aboard the research station around Jupiter. The skeptical council member kept silent when it finished, perhaps too proud to acknowledge how dismissive she was only a minute earlier. “So it is real? ” “Sure seems like it. ” “In that case, we can’t have those people running to the press and telling stories like the survivors. ” “We had Admiral Hokiro dispatched to J-S-D Station 6 to remind them of the consequences of speaking about anything that goes on at that station. I don’t think we’ll have any problems there. ” “We should’ve done the same with the survivors. ” “We did, but some of them were simply contractors who clearly had no intention of working for the military again, so they didn’t give a damn about telling anyone and everyone what they’d seen. They’re private citizens. Not much we can do unless we’re going to start assassinating our own people. ” The woman smirked and scoffed. “No, I don’t think we’ll need to go down that road unless there’s an immediate security threat. ” “Well, back to my original question. Do we have any ideas about what we’re going to do with this thing? ” “What the hell can we do? We don’t even know what it is. At least for now we can safely assume it doesn’t mean us any harm, right? It hasn’t hurt anyone and in fact has only saved human lives. ” “Sure, but it’s a myth spreading like wildfire. Our entire species is fighting for its existence. The end could come quite literally any day and it’s a goddamn miracle we’ve been able to maintain order and stability to this degree. Shit, it’s a miracle we haven’t had to deal with another MIR or one of the nations of Earth trying to cause some disorder in the union. Point is, the last thing we need is some being we can’t control building some kind of following, intentionally or not, and causing some rift in society. We have to maintain control, and this Fire-Eyed Goddess is a threat to that. ” “Like we just acknowledged, there isn’t anything we can do at this stage. We don’t even know what it is. Until it makes another move – hopefully something positive again, I hope – then we can only sit and wait. ” “Alright. Last issue. What’s the status of our prisoners on Phobos? ” A council member sighed. “Nothing too new, I suppose. I think it’s safe to say at this stage we’ve gleaned as much intel as we’re going to get out of them. We’re still gathering language and translation data. I imagine that’s a monster of a task with the different species, dialects and methods of speaking. About a month ago there was a small incident. A handful of the big ones – Oh-loo-zoot, I think they’re called – caused a bit of a ruckus. Killed three guards. Situation was brought under control quickly and the offenders were executed. ” “I don’t feel comfortable keeping them in Sol like this, or anywhere near humanity. ” “Afraid they’re going to break out? What’re they going to do? Suffocate on Phobos? ” “There’s so much we still don’t know about them. You just talked about how the end could come at literally any day. What if they have some method to communicate with their people? What if they have some sort of device inside them allowing motherships to track their exact location or somehow collect data through them? ” “Seems like a long shot. ” “Not impossible. ” “By that standard, it seems nothing is impossible these days. We live in an era of interstellar travel, alien societies and militaries, and actual, living gods, apparently. ” “What would you suggest? Execute them all? ” “I’m not saying that, but it’s something we need to keep on the table, but not until we can get some information regarding the rogue mothership. They have to know something about that. ” “We’ve been interrogating them about it. We haven’t learned anything. In any case, if we’re going to entertain the idea of executing them, I think that’s something we should run by Admiral Peters first. He might see some potential use for them in the future that we're not. ” Sarah was surprised that the Defense Council so casually discussed some of the bigger military issues. However, she wasn’t at all surprised that they weren’t far from regarding her as a threat. The Fire-Eyed Goddess is standing here with you, right now, listening to everything you say, she thought. I guess that alone would make me a threat. Her visit here did give her a new direction, at least. She hadn’t given much thought to the Coalition prisoners still in Sol – prisoners she helped capture at Alpha Centauri. If she was going to try to find a creative and hopefully least deadly way to bring a resolution to this war, maybe they could provide her with an idea, whether they were aware of it or not. She soared above Phobos. Its irregular shape made it look like some prototype moon tossed aside after a celestial architect made one too many mistakes in its creation, electing instead to try again. You didn’t do much better with Deimos. She flew around until she spied a single installation marked by a small and tight cluster of bright lights, antennae stretching into the dark, surrounding a series of interconnected, block-shaped buildings only three or four stories in height. They were a drab grey, blending in perfectly with the surface of Phobos. Floodlights covered in the interior and exterior of the perimeter in five hundred meter radius, at least. Empty landing pads were placed in four corners around the perimeter, far from the prison itself. She could see a few rovers going to and from different sections of the installation. She phased inside a large room sitting atop the center building, a fifteen-meter tall window wrapping around it. Sarah surmised it served both as ground and air traffic control, as well as a communications and monitoring center for the prison. A number of holoscreens showed live feeds of each cell and cellblock, the prisoners sitting in corners or lying on beds attached to the wall – beds that were far too small for the Olu’Zut. She traveled to each cellblock, briefly observing every prisoner she saw. They looked miserable, and Sarah wondered if they would prefer execution to any more time in these conditions. Every cell had a dual-sided screen affixed to it, some with old messages written both in human languages and alien languages still displayed. Sarah paused to read some of them, innocuous though they mostly were, consisting of requests for water, questions from guards inquiring about issues relayed to them concerning translations, as well as short, blunt statements regarding impending transfers between cellblocks. Some of the screens had the prisoner’s name, rank and position listed at the top. She supposed the ones that weren’t named were simply never important to name. Instead, they had only their species and a designated number to identify them. At the end of one of the cellblocks sat a single prisoner. No other prisoners were in the adjoining cells. This one was isolated, and Sarah quickly learned why. She glanced at the holoscreen. Name: Da’Zich Rank: Captain Species: Olu’Zut He looked strikingly similar to Captain Rem’sul, but then again, after all this time Sarah still struggled to see the differences between members of the same alien species. If their skin tone wasn’t any different, she was hard pressed to tell one individual from another. Whereas Rem’sul always seemed confident even when Sarah knew he wasn’t, this Captain seemed utterly defeated. Maybe that wasn’t too surprising given that he literally had been defeated and held captive, but Sarah sensed within him a completely broken spirit devoid of any conviction. This was a person waiting to die. She thought he might be glad to be isolated from his crew. Surely seeing their Captain in such a way would destroy any scintilla of morale they might have left. She phased through the cell and materialized. The Captain looked up at her but had no immediate reaction. “I was wondering how long it would be before I succumbed to madness, ” he said. Sarah looked down at him, his arms resting on his knees, hunched over on his bed. “You believe your mind is playing tricks on you? ” “I do now. A strange, human-shaped apparition appearing before me that understands my language? Indeed, madness has taken me. ” Sarah turned and typed a message on the holoscreen. The Olu’Zut stood up and walked over to read it. “Do not attribute to madness what is mere disbelief. ” The Olu’Zut snorted. “I suppose there is no harm in entertaining the madness if it has already gripped me. What is it you want? ” “You’re a prisoner here, ” said Sarah. “I was once a prisoner of your people. ” Again the Olu’Zut snorted dismissively. “Is that so? And now you have managed to return home as…this? ” “The Captain’s name was Rem’sul. ” For the first time, the Olu’Zut’s obsidian eyes widened. “You know him, don’t you? ” “I know only his name. I have never met him. How would you…” “I told you. I was his prisoner. ” “This is not possible. ” “I’ve learned a lot of things I once thought impossible are anything but impossible. ” The Olu’Zut walked within a foot of her, staring down into her star eyes, wondering if she was real or merely a figment of his purported madness. She’d been in the company of Rem’sul and his crew for so long that the height of the Olu’Zut no longer threw her off, though perhaps she could mostly attribute that to what she had learned about herself and what she had become. “You were the Captain of the ship we defeated, ” Sarah said. “I am the Captain, ” he corrected. “Yes. ” “I fought in that battle. ” The Olu’Zut stared at her. Though their obsidian eyes were almost impossible for Sarah to read before, now she could feel the skepticism within him, underscored by growing frustration. “Preposterous. What is it you will tell me next? That you are here to free all of us? ” “I can’t do that. ” “Ah, but you have somehow found your way into my cell without so much as opening a door or alerting any of your fellow humans. You somehow escaped captivity somewhere in the galaxy after being held prisoner by a Vessel Captain and found your way home, yet you cannot do something as relatively simple as freeing me and my crew? ” Sarah stared back at him. It wasn’t that she couldn’t free them – she knew she could, or was at least confident that she could. She could manifest herself in several locations across the prison and simultaneously deactivate all security protocols. She could shut down everything except for the reserve power to keep the oxygen flowing, and then she could do something to distract and keep the guard’s attention while these Coalition prisoners concocted their own method of making it off Phobos. She could do that, but she wouldn’t. She knew the crew of this mothership in particular had come to destroy all of Sol. She fought and risked her life to defeat them and save her people. Samuel Lopez died for that victory. She wouldn’t dare betray its fruits. “I stood on the surface of the Sun today, ” she said. The Olu’Zut made a series of sounds she assumed to be amused laughter. “Each statement exceeds the absurdity of the last, ” he remarked. “It seems I have found a state of mind beyond madness. ” “I’ve seen your home world. Oldun’Vur. ” “Did you? And how was your visit? ” Sarah spoke matter-of-factly. “It’s a beautiful planet. The trees…I’ve never seen trees so massive. The brightly colored leaves made the forest look like some abstract painting. ” She paused for a moment. “Then I watched your planet die. ” The Olu’Zut didn’t move or flinch, but Sarah felt the sinking feeling in his stomach. Certainly he wished he were going mad now, but he was coming to understand what he was seeing and being told wasn’t the result of a crazed psyche. It was real. “How? ” “The same way you planned to destroy ours, I assume, ” she answered. “Why are you here? What is it you want from me? ” “Ideas, I suppose. ” “Ideas for what? ” “For bringing this war to an end before more planets and stars are destroyed and another trillion lives wiped from the galaxy. ” Again the Olu’Zut seemed amused. “And why is it you think I would have any ideas to achieve such a thing? Why not ask Rem’sul if you were his prisoner for so long? ” “I remember learning you and your crew were part of a specific force assigned to keep humanity in check. You were assigned to come destroy us all when you failed at that. You know us better than Rem’sul and perhaps anyone else in the Coalition. If there’s something we can do – if there’s something I can do – to maybe bring this to an end with as few lives lost as possible, I want to do it. Is there someone I could talk to? Is there a way I can encourage someone to pull back and possibly make, I don’t know, diplomatic overtures? ” This time the Olu’Zut made some loud noises that were assuredly laughter. “Diplomacy? You speak of diplomacy? After your people destroyed an entire star system? ” “You were…” “We were going to do the same to you, yes. Because we are fighting to protect the galaxy from you, and you are fighting to avenge yourselves. In neither context is diplomacy possible. I have spoken to your military Admiral. It was some time ago, but I remember what he said. He told me that eventually, my people would be on their heels. He told me that eventually, we would open the door for peace talks. And he told me that his response would be a simple, ‘no. ’” The Olu’Zut turned and walked towards his bed, sitting down and again hunching over, his arms resting on his legs. “So you see, there is no stopping this war until it is over. I know not what you are or what incredible things you are capable of, but this is out of your control. This war has become a force of nature equivalent to the laws of time and space. We are all merely living and dying at its whim. It will run its course. And at the end, I do not think your people will be around any longer. ” He sat up, back against the wall, oddly relaxed for the first time since Sarah had laid eyes on him. “I find it amusing. Your people love war. You crave it. Invite it. You subsist on it. Yet here you are, some strange, otherworldly version of a human and you are attempting to find avenues for peace as though you could ever do anything to effect it. You cannot. If you wish to make an impact in this war, you can only do what the rest of us can do: fight. Nothing more, nothing less. It should not take anyone to tell a human such a thing. It is in your blood, is it not? ” I don’t have blood anymore, Sarah considered saying. You keep calling me a human. I’m not human anymore, either. “If you are truly agonizing over it this much, perhaps I can offer you some comfort, though you will not like it. I know not how long I have been in captivity, exactly, but I have been alive and served in the Coalition long enough to get a sense for how long it takes for the gears to turn. I know that the apex of this war is coming, and it is coming sooner than you think. And once it has arrived, the end will be in sight. So please, human, continue fighting against your nature. Continue denying it, for whether or not you come to terms with it makes little difference. The end comes for everyone eventually. You will be no exception. 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