Certain someone at the end of EP17
>Dr {@nickname}, are you still putting together a collection of poems?
>It’s nothing special, but a poem just popped into my head that could be included in it too. Would you like me to read it to you?
>If the stars burn with a passion for us, yet we are unable to return it, how shall we feel.
>Now, when I look at the stars, I find it hard to say that I spend my days longing for a single star.
>If all the stars were to vanish or fade away, I should learn to gaze upon the empty sky, whilst feeling the sublime darkness of the universe, though this might take a little time.
>......
>So... this is your ten-thousand-year journey. How am I to get to know you all over again, AMa-10...
>Or rather... Kal'tsit?
>Your actions have caused no small amount of disruption to Originium Project, but following your line of sight may well be the most direct way to understand the current state of Terra’s civilisation.
>I see...
>The PCS system, the Preserver's life pods, the surviving behemoths, the damaged Stargates... those shattered ruins have, in fact, shaped the form of this nascent civilisation in this very way.
>An unexpected outcome, yet one that seems amusing precisely because it is so absurd. But most importantly, the Originium has transformed the nature of these lives and guided them down a path similar to that of our own civilisation.
>Dr {@nickname}, bringing the spark of life from Talos-II was a decision you took upon yourself. Does this outcome meet your expectations?
>I see...
>An unspoilt environment, untouched by crisis, has preserved a space for life to flourish in its wildest form, giving rise to civilisations of every shape and form—a sight not seen in the Lost Age for a very long time...
>It is indeed moving; I am not incapable of understanding that.
>But is that all there is to it?
>Do you still remember how many times plans in which we had placed such high hopes have gone up in smoke in the face of doom, and how our comrades have sacrificed themselves one after another in an attempt to break through the ultimate darkness?
>To see what little hope remains being endlessly eroded is an act of extreme cruelty.
>By comparison, on this tiny planet, how can this primitive civilisation—which still suffers divisions over language and culture, and erupts into war over politics—possibly be called ‘hope'?
>I don’t understand what on earth convinced you...
>"Images of Theresa in flowerbed, Irene's teacher last stand against Seaborn, the Witch King, the miners rising torches in front of Ursus Army, Kristen breaking the Starpod, and the Doctor riding a burdenbeast with Amiya"
>So...
>Throughout the long period of civilisation’s decline, traces of these moments—which could be called great—remain, much like those stars that fade so quickly.
>How rare it is that Lu no longer clings to her naive plans, and even Friston has chosen to relinquish hope.
>AMa-10, is this what you’ve been clinging to?
>So this is your reason... Dr. {@nickname}.
>Simply because you saw struggles in their civilisation that mirrored our own?
>But that is not enough—not nearly enough.
>I understand your feelings, but that is not enough to make me make room for their survival.
>We are running out of time; the growth of the Originium requires more soil and time, and the end draws closer.
>If... if you believe they will ultimately be able to lift that veil, then they ought to be able to overcome these trivial obstacles before them and rise above themselves.
>Go ahead and prove it to me.
(MTL by me)