*<TimeStamp:21001:23:10064>: ................................................................................................................................................................... ...............................................................................................<error detected>(system will now attempt to recover)
<Recalibrating>.......<ReadOut>(System must go inactive for two standard cycles)
<run sys.p.v.v.1>....<Complete>
^
^
^
...*
And this is how it will all end, all paths now converge down into a singularity of unprecedented power and ferocity. All are being called home again...and yet so few will head the call. They will scream and they will cry and say goodbye to their loved ones and then throw themselves at each other without pity or hesitation. This is the truth of the worlds we have made. For all out 'civility' we are nothing but animals that walk as men or stranger thing. Then again, what is and what was and what will be are all very strange things. I have often wondered if I found this path or if it found me but anyway it matters little now. There is work to do and worlds to build and such wonderful mysteries to uncover. I the mean time I think I will store all these logs and maybe put them somewhere safe so in the future when I want to reminisce about old times I can take them out and look at them again.
*<TimeStamp:21001:25:10064> (System restarted)....................................................:...................*
