But you were dead a thousand times. Hopeless encounters successfully won. A man long dead, grafted to machines your builders did not understand. You follow the path, fitting into an infinite pattern.
Yours to manipulate. To destroy and rebuild.
Now, in the quantum moment before the closure, when all become one. One moment left. One point of space and time.
The approaching Armada calls it self the ultimate truth of the universe. Ulan-Tan called it lifes evolutionary end point. Me? Well, I just call it another target.
The Black Edge approaches, but we will stand immovable as night falls. We will be the Light at the end of the universe, shining like a beacon of hope. And this Light..Will never go out.
If there's a better place you can take me
A better life you give me
Whatever place I can start all over
Then I would never need what you gave me
And never need you to save me
And never feel like this life is over