A bleeding moon in the black skies, the surface resonates with the Linked's voice.
Ichsychis' power has begun to grow as the blood comes out. The moon's distant glow causes the cries of many to echo throughout the installation.
After long minutes of steady agony, COR10's voice gives in to agony.
Cries of dismay echo through the installation.
Ichsychis' return to consciousness calls his power in.
He smiles in glee, and the Linked arises.
It shall never end, this everlasting search for purity.
The search for peace.
The search for power.