-- PERSONAL LOG: THE GRAND SARKIC SCHISM--

"A horrible feeling twisted in my gut. It filled my veins with rage. But it was a normal rage. The rage of my fallen operatives, and all of those the Sarkics had taken. I knew something was about to happen. I moved to the Entry zone, and then I saw it. Walls of pulsing flesh, blood and awful that sealed us inside of the Site."

"We prepared to hold against the Archon himself, Site-66 and Last to Fall standing as one. It felt whole. I felt prepared for anything. And then the unexpected happened. An argument between the two standing at the top of the room."

"Our attack on the Sarkic Church days prior had not been in vain. We had wasted resources, precious resources that Forgemaster would have preferred to use in creating a disease to kill all of us. But Vo'Lok priotized his church, and forced them to create more abominations to defend it."

"And so Vo'Lok was left alone, the Archon of Insanity losing his very empire to his namesake. He faced us alone."

"United with the Insurgency, Site-66, and XI-8: We forced the Archon to retreat."

"He will die. I will ensure he dies. And if not me, then my successor. And should I die before I see the death of their cult - then my soul shall not rest until the Sarkics are no longer a threat."

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