Salutations all. If you're receiving this message, I am NOT dead. But I am... reduced. OK I should probably explain. I thought it would be a good idea to warn the Herald about this 'katabasis' business that's occurring with Esnam. I made the warning INCREDIBLY cryptic, to avoid any unwanted effects. That did not work! The Herald's curse immediately worsened drastically, and I, in an attempt to undo the damage I caused, burnt through almost all my archived data trying to remove the hazardous information from her mind. So where does that leave me? The short answer is absolutely spent. I won't be able to speak, nor will I really recall... ANYTHING much. I'll list what I remember. 1. My name 2. The parasite 3. A barebones summary of my life's major events 4. That I am, ultimately, a failure 5. The plan For all you on other factions, rejoice! Anathema, great beast of gravity, has practically neutralized themself. All the knowledge and strategy I would have access to is gone. I can't talk. I can't pry into your plans! For any allies I may have, I am truly sorry for what I have inflicted upon the Herald. If you locate a method of reversing the changes and it costs a living core, use mine. I'll keep fighting in the battle I'm currently in, I left enough knowledge of the strategy we worked out that I won't be a hindrance. But I'll likely be unfit to fight for a time after that. Well, that'll be all. Goodbye.
Oh, one last thing. I have uploaded a copy of all my more important Qualia to the Mindscape. It's been admin-protected, so it can't be deleted or tampered with. Mayhaps it can be restored someday. Before any of you try to read my secrets, I'll warn you that the encryption of Exalt-spell-data is actually impossible to decipher, no matter the spells used. You can probably glean a few random memories but nothing else.
