>>24987021"And so... the people had it, they finally had it.. a home which they could call their own, governed by our ranks... but it was not enough.. not enough for I.. vengeance was still on my mind and I could think of nothing but hatred and power! This town had given them the desperate sense of freedom they hungered for, but I COULD NOT allow it to give them independence! No... No... I COULDN'T HAVE RESISTANCE! I had been sculpted by madness, I needed further CONTROL! I needed them to have reason to keep waking up everyday, KNOWING the Marrotonin were their new lords!"
"The Siren was that answer.. She came to me in a forlorn dream, and manifested in this world soon after... Her powers were key.. key to counterbalancing the plague that had begun to follow us. Holes began erecting underground, noxious holes.... forces were gathered by volunteers trained explicitly to fill them, but it was by no means an ample solution... The Siren however..."
"The Siren could sedate it.. she could halt the curse with her moving aura and slow its consumption... leaving the holemen to fill in the leftovers that remained. The idea.. The hope of a world without pox on the road to recovery, a frozen curse nulled by a maiden most pure! SHE BECAME AN ICON, AN IDOL FOR THE TOWN TO WORSHIP, A GOD IN HER OWN RIGHT, A REMINDER OF A BAITED SALVATION, A PROXY FOR THOSE TO CEMENT THEIR FAITH IN THE MARROTONIN FOREVER!"
