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The Next Steps
No more silence.
No more idling.
It's time to continue moving forward.
I've had so much to let off of my chest - all built up after over a year of enduring the most horrific tragedies this world has ever faced. But now, nothing more needs to be said.
To all life on Earth enduring this lasting qualm, hold tight and stay strong - we're coming for you.
To those that try to stand in our way? We're not fucking around anymore.
Signing off.
-E.S.
Hello, everyone - this is Ethen.
I must apologize for the distinct silence since my last post. As you've probably already seen, I haven't been particularly well within the past week - before or after what I attempted to do.
Conquering one's fear isn't always the easiest thing to do - even if that fear is one that should have been left behind as time continued to pass.
Despite what many outside of our order have assumed, I haven't had the greatest life growing up, even long after I thought I had moved on from something so traumatic in my earlier years - it isn't exactly something I'm particularly open about, as is the rest of my history. I've experienced much more than one person could handle on their own, which is why my mental state in this extraordinary series of events has been constantly... fading.
I can't handle loss - it's an extremely personal gripe that's tugged at me since childhood, and despite being able to talk about it before to select few, I don't think I could ever do it again on a larger scale like I tried to do just a while ago. It's not to say that I'm afraid that people would think I'm just making excuses or that I need to toughen up - it's not the first time I've been told that, believe me. Even our own members have tried to have that talk in a way that's more... constructive? Supportive? Either way, that's not why I don't talk about the worst days of my childhood.
I prefer to look at the positives - what made it worth living, as those were the days that kept me going and why I've always striven to be better. Before the world became what it is now, it was easier to look at all of my past in that light - easily able to recognize how all the bad that ever happened was just a small fraction that overshadowed everything else. But now? With all the suffering that people are barely able to overcome, it makes looking back on all the good feel... selfish. A reminder of how everyone's lives - whether good or bad, were completely flipped around by something far worse. Where we are and stand looks like heaven compared to the cold, bitter world that everyone else has to sit through with each passing day - and while I've tried to show my sympathies... there's nothing I have that could ever compare to that, and those that constantly berate us with death threats, pleads for help, or even their lives ending in an instant... it just adds on to the overbearing weight that we all have to bear here.
It's why I tried to initiate that recreated experience all those months back - before another troubling predicament fell upon our laps. There are people in this new world that are out on their own - lost and alone without their families and friends to help them through the chaos. I tried to reach out to them with it - showing that even we had so much on our hands when the Quake had struck. I knew people couldn't bear to sit without answers as to why our silence was so prevalent, but that's because it's still something we can't risk telling the full details behind. We thought that by finding the deeper answers to that situation, we could understand what was at stake... and we certainly did. But the final piece was something I simply couldn't open after the Outsider had cracked it's code.
That should have been the sign. More pain isn't something people need when trying their best to survive in the world... if they want answers, they expect it to be told. So... sometime tomorrow, my truth will be brought out.
But in the meantime - I will leave you with the circumstances that came on that world-shaking day.
After the first waves of tremors and earthquakes is when I noticed the encrypted file under my name on the Ethichive. I passed through it's defenses - but unlike everyone else with an encrypted entry, what I received was far more impossible...
It was an audio file - or at least, it appeared to be, as a voice on the other side spoke directly to me... and only continued to do so with my every word, like it were a call. Just from the method of communication alone, I had every reason to believe it was from our loathsome adversary... but this was a new voice, and his intentions were anything but hostile.
He spoke of the events that were just happening, as if he had more information or means of detecting what was happening to the world. I hoped he could have been of better help to us - maybe something that would lead us in the right direction, but apparently he was just as out of the loop as we all were - despite how much he knew of us.
And especially how much he knew of me.
I didn't know anything of this man's identity, but it was clear this wasn't any ordinary follower, member - hell, even likely not as ordinary of a person as we were... but given where we all came from, it wasn't hard for me to understand who or even what he was. And that alone was enough to tell me what was at stake when he told me;
"The Storm is subsiding. And a new Storm is coming."
I was scared - terrified, even, because I knew one thing for certain... we had to prepare for the end of the beginning.
It's only a matter of time before the next Calm, whatever it may be.
Hello everyone, Duncan again. Ethen's made progress since the incident, and after some time to discuss what to do next, he's made the decision to upload the recording, in addition to what happened following such. He's going to take it from here.
Stay safe, everyone.
Hi everyone, this is Duncan
Last night, Ethan suffered a panic attack after attempting to talk about his past in hopes of letting it go in order to progress with everything. It's been rough since, but he's getting the help he needs.
While everything was recorded, he's not ready to show it off just yet.
He said I can answer any questions if needed.
All this life, all this time - even when I joined the Scarlet Combine, I've held onto so much pain, and I've tried my damndest to repress it so I could focus on the important matters of the order, but through it all, it manages to come back to me.
Only few know of where it started for me, and while I wouldn't burden anyone with the losses I bear... I can't hold onto it any longer.
It needs to be told, and if this won't relieve the pain, I don't know what will.
I must crack the final piece.
what the fuck am i doing
I've been sat here for a month - barely able to collect myself over what's been happening, and I have done nothing.
Why?
Why can't I let them go?
**AUXILIARY SOFTWARE PURGE INITIATED**
**NO ANOMALIES FOUND**
Huh.
Odd.
**AUXILIARY SOFTWARE PURGE INITIATED**
**NO ANOMALIES FOUND**
Could've sworn I saw a post to the board from this account, but it's not there now
Ugh
MIGRATION ARCHIVE - 9/4/23
>9:06 AM EST
There was another submitted broadcast we missed. Just minutes after the archive was sent. And after listening to the last one, it's no wonder why the U.N. was allowed to send it. That damned pack...
>10:51 AM EST
>CONTENTS GATHERED: 86% >INITIATING CONTENTS UPLOAD - ETA <3-4 HOURS >PLEASE STAND BYDJSKA$**%JKDSA
>YOU CAN'T SEEM TO LET ANY OF THEM GO, ETHEN >EVEN AFTER A YEAR >WHAT WOULD THE OUTSIDER THINK?
>10:54 AM EST
God fucking damn it
**AUXILIARY SOFTWARE PURGE INITIATED**
>ONCE AGAIN - YOUR PERSISTENCE KNOWS NO BOUNDS >DON'T YOU WANT THIS SEED BACK?
>11:08 AM EST
>YOU CAN'T KEEP THIS UP FOREVER >YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO TELL ME WHERE THAT GATEWAY IS AT SOME POINT
I didn't come all this way to give up. Go to hell, Midian.
>I'VE BEEN THERE ALREADY - AIN'T HALF BAD :)
>11:24 AM EST
>WELL ALRIGHT, GUESS I'M HEADED OUT. >SEND MY REGARDS TO THE OUTSIDER WHEN THEY WAKE UP. >OR IF THEY EVER DO >LATER
**AUXILIARY SOFTWARE PURGE COMPLETE - ALL REMAINING ANOMALIES REMOVED**
>11:29 AM EST
7 months A small portion of him was in our systems for 7 MONTHS. Maybe even longer.
>2:52 AM EST
A lot has happened I'm not ready to talk about it all But I can't keep silent forever
MIGRATION ARCHIVE - 9/2/23
Zero Day. Of all days, it's this one that I notice the bleed-through inclusions on the G.L.E.D.S. broadcasts that weren't there before. He's taunting me.
MIGRATION ARCHIVE - G.L.E.D.S.
>SUBMISSION DETAILS GATHERED >NAME: G.L.E.D.S. ARCHIVE >SUBMITTER: THE UNITED NATIONS >DATE: SEPTEMBER 2, 2022 >DESCRIPTION: The Global Emergency Detail System was a live Emergency Alert protocol developed by the U.N. through the second and third quarters of 2021. This system was designed to advise the public to take a course of action in the event of a potential or imminent global emergency prior to - but not immediately guaranteed with, details of the emergency situation at hand. All means of communicating to the public utilized this system, until September 2, 2022, when the events of Zero Day led to the dismantling and end of the United Nations by an extremist hybrid group. his archive was submitted by the last remains of the U.N. before their dismantlement, which contains all pertinent broadcasts of the G.L.E.D.S. prior to, and following Zero Day. >CONTENTS: >TEST:
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>THE QUAKE:
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MIGRATION ARCHIVE - 7/27/23
Hello everyone - it's been a while since I last utilized the Ethichive's message board feature, but I feel an explanation is required for what I attempted. I don't know if ANYONE is going to bother paying any mind to this, but it's here if you desperately need an answer.
A few months ago, I initiated an experience through the Global Ethichive Network; a recreated sequence of events that transpired on July 14th, 2022 (the day The Quake hit), where a large number of named submissions were uploaded to the Ethichive at the exact same time.
As mentioned in the experience description, the sender of these submissions remained unknown to everyone else, but the identity of the sender was not as important as the inner contents, and those that received them. The timing couldn't have been more uncanny.
To those unaware, some of our members and followers have had many close encounters with Superstorm Divinity in their lives - given its lifespan presumably goes back as far as the planet's formation. The ones whose submissions on that day had their names on it were these people.
It impacted their lives for better or for worse, and I was no exception. As a child, it taught me that not all things can be avoided, they can only be prepared for in such little time, even for something so destructive on something so small at the time.
It was - and still is the one anomaly on this planet that continues to perplex us, simply by its sheer existence. So when the storm returned to our Sanctuary on that day before everything that followed, we knew there was no coincidence to be found. Its presence was a warning.
I became obsessed - wanting to better understand what it meant after Mt. Kīlauea's premature eruption. And if anyone on this planet had known about or hadn't stopped their research on Miasm F-22 (through no conscious fault of their own)... Everything could have been mitigated.
Even now, I'm obsessed. Despite all of our efforts and best intentions, I chose to submit this experience. I wanted everyone - regardless if they've seen the storm or not, to know that they are not alone, and that we're in this together. But it's not what they needed.
Empathy is not the blade one must wield when the damage has already been done. Even with all the life that remains on this planet - human, animal, or hybrid, we cannot let No Man's Land be overcome with the chaos of its vengeful souls.
And yet, here I lay - A sleeping corpse in disarray. No words to convey all the pain I've witnessed and built up, only to be frozen inside. And through the ice, there's no room left to cry.
Test
Damn - I completely forgot we were going to roll this update out. For a prototype build, the Chinese Sanctuary really outdid themselves.
Hope they made it.
Anyway, going through the recovery process now. All posts should be back soon.
UPDATE 4.8p
>MIGRATION PROTOCOL IN PROGRESS
>ERROR: MESSAGE BOARD CORRUPTED
>RECOVERING - STAND BY