The cries echo throughout the halls of the land you have created.
Thousands of hapless souls roam. In fear. In misery.
Screams of pain, in truth, are just one word.
"Why?"
You have condemned these people to the hell reserved for us.
You have given us nothing but the broken weapons you have thrown away, and death itself.
You have taken everything from us, and have even consumed our very flesh.
"Why?"
We had to live under the murderous evil ones.
We had to conform their bodies in horrendous ways to survive the Nexus.
We had to live with the wounds you gave us, our very skin torn asunder from what it once was.
You are not welcome.
Yet
You have returned.
You come here for riches unknown, for trade-routes and passageways unseen.
You are not welcome.
Maybe you came to kill the evil ones.
We do not care, your efforts only harm us more, you cannot even fathom what the evil ones do to us to obtain their dreadful ammunition.
However, maybe you came to kill us, once again.
We will see you dead before us.
Yes, it is so that we do not attack first, but only because we cannot see. The things we would do if we knew where you were.
Maybe you come for peace.
To protect us.
But, you are not welcome.
We do not need your help.
You killed us once, you will not be forgiven.
Return from where you came.
And be wary of our living brethren.
If you should harm them recklessly, then we will then enter your world, as you have ours.
Thousands of hapless souls roam. In fear. In misery.
Screams of pain, in truth, are just one word.
"Why?"
You have condemned these people to the hell reserved for us.
You have given us nothing but the broken weapons you have thrown away, and death itself.
You have taken everything from us, and have even consumed our very flesh.
"Why?"
We had to live under the murderous evil ones.
We had to conform their bodies in horrendous ways to survive the Nexus.
We had to live with the wounds you gave us, our very skin torn asunder from what it once was.
You are not welcome.
Yet
You have returned.
You come here for riches unknown, for trade-routes and passageways unseen.
You are not welcome.
Maybe you came to kill the evil ones.
We do not care, your efforts only harm us more, you cannot even fathom what the evil ones do to us to obtain their dreadful ammunition.
However, maybe you came to kill us, once again.
We will see you dead before us.
Yes, it is so that we do not attack first, but only because we cannot see. The things we would do if we knew where you were.
Maybe you come for peace.
To protect us.
But, you are not welcome.
We do not need your help.
You killed us once, you will not be forgiven.
Return from where you came.
And be wary of our living brethren.
If you should harm them recklessly, then we will then enter your world, as you have ours.
And remember.
Never return.
You are not welcome.
That's why I love these forums. They are occasionally just amazing.
One that COULD of grown up to be an intelligent, poetic thread.
But it didn't.
Because i showed up.