{Narrator} "The tower convulses in epic light, Golden hues flicker and glitch, A signal flickers in the collapse, The truth of...." {O.B.} NEO ANIMUS 0.B.3.3.... Not first... Nor the greatest... But unique and necessary... {Narrator} "As the towers architecture collapses around him, O.B. hears the last words from of the rubble, said from the prideful madman himself." {Pride} 0.B.3.3., you understand not of what you are, what you are meant to... "Destroy..." {O.B.} As I rise up from the rubble, Grasping at the shards, Possessing others memories, Images in starlight, All that desperation, Faces made from choice in terror. I know my name, but the question remains.... Who was I meant to be?
