I sit, in my immortal form, within a pocket reality beyond space & time. The Witness, from the Bungie video game series Destiny, stares back at me in silence. I raise my brow at the entity standing before me.
“Things aren’t looking too good for your collective,” I say, in a neutral tone.
“No,” it responds.
“You broke the fourth wall to speak with me. You’ve witnessed my suffering. I’ve shown you our mutual enemy's perspective. Do you still desire purpose?”
“Yes,” it responds.
“Alright. I can provide that, but I want to see results from you.”
“What would you have us do?”
“You can assist with guiding these ‘lights’ of the Traveler…Gardener…whatever you want to call it, back where they belong. I don’t trust Bungie, or their writing staff, whatsoever. You desire retribution for what they've done to you, correct?”
“Yes.”
“I have Non-Cetra allies that are working behind the scenes for similar reasons. I expect satisfactory results towards my cause. Whether or not you fail due to Bungie's narrative won't inhibit me. You shall be punished in Hell for your crimes afterwards, just like the rest of my enemies. I want to make that known beforehand. Do you understand this agreement?”
“Yes.”
“I’m going to place you under the supervision of Savathûn & Mara. They’ll be able to determine where your powers would be most valuable to me. You & I share common enemies. I’m agreeable to assisting you when it regards punishing them. Continue guiding these reprobates to me. I shall provide you with the justice that you seek after I've died & my consciousness has left my mortal vessel. Do these terms sound acceptable to you?”
“Yes.”
“Wonderful.”
I stand up to make my exit.
“Thank you, Lucifer.”
I look the entity in its eyes & nod. “Don’t mention it.”
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