Drifting.... Through time and space.... The numerous possibilities. All known. A war, with an alien race. One which we knew were evil, but now not so sure. Doubt. The elemental precursor to reevaluation of surroundings. Fear? Fear is gone, pain, not gone, embraced. A well of infinite depth, but not drowning. Knowledge, still missing. Fragments. Memory, childhood. A desert. A city. Two distinct planets. Separate, yet memories intertwined. We are one. We are the same. We are conscious. A harsh noise, it means us to stand, to follow. We must obey. It is our destiny.