What is the arcade? Home?
All I know of are the missions given to me by my employers and the sickening and frozen halls of the devilite offices.
I have always known these halls; they are my home and where I was raised from a Vee.
They were where I was changed into the much more weapon capable form I am of today.
They are where my armor was made to be most effective in.
What is the arcade? Battle ground?
Is it the place where our blood is shed, our lives are lost, our humanity thrown out for the chance of victory, the place where love dies and hatred blossoms like poppies in spring, the place of blood pacts of revenge, or is it where we are all left unknown and story-less to be thought of nothing more then a causality?
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What is the arcade? Game for the powerful?
So "knights", what is this arcade you speak of? Is it the deep freeze? Is it the plague spread? Is it the work place taking over? Or was this all the plan of your commanders. To freeze you out. To make you sick and unable to fight. To force you into facing your greatest enemy.
Or was this some "accident", some "mistake made by someone"?
Who knows, this could have been planed. Maybe not by the Spiral Order but I could see this being the works of a greater force then any of us or our home towns, home states, home countries, home strata,and home planet.
We don't know who is pulling the strings, turning the gears, dropping the minerals, but we do know one thing; It isn't either of us.
In his madness, the architect betrayed the pact. Twisting his creation into a game of death.