Database: Reconstructed Data 026: Difference between revisions

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Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis The Wise? I thought not. It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you. It’s a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life… He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful… the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. Ironic. He could save others from death, but not himself.

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-[[Animus#Data Dump Scanner|DDS]] genetic memory export:<br />
+<span id="quote_display_content_0">Did you ever hear the tragedy of Darth Plagueis The Wise? I thought not. It’s not a story the Jedi would tell you. It’s a Sith legend. Darth Plagueis was a Dark Lord of the Sith, so powerful and so wise he could use the Force to influence the midichlorians to create life… He had such a knowledge of the dark side that he could even keep the ones he cared about from dying. The dark side of the Force is a pathway to many abilities some consider to be unnatural. He became so powerful… the only thing he was afraid of was losing his power, which eventually, of course, he did. Unfortunately, he taught his apprentice everything he knew, then his apprentice killed him in his sleep. Ironic. He could save others from death, but not himself.</span>
-Subject: [[Giovanni Borgia]] 5/7<br />
-Data: 1503<br />
-Location: [[Rome]], [[Italy]]
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-"YOUR MIND IS DAMAGED, CHILD. YOU DREAM OF DREAMERS PAST. LIVES THAT ONCE WERE SURFACE AGAIN. YOU MUST SINK OR YOU WILL BE LOST."
-Dreams of the cavern again! I run my phantom hands along its walls and recognize every flaw. There is writing here, but I cannot read it. Carved into texture. Burned into shadow. Answers unreachable within my slumber.
-I am flying without form! I am the wind. No, I am upon the wind, pulled away from the city. Across field and forest. Once again, I study my path though I know it will be lost when I wake.
-I hear them. Warnings. Prophecy. Doom. Nightmares! I am needed. I need.
-I see a face. It is my own and then it is my father's. My Caesar. The flesh upon his skull picked apart by carrion birds!
-[[Cleopatra]] and Caesar kiss while Roma burns! I shout to Caesar! Turn around! Turn and save your people!
-Twenty-three blades. Twenty-three keys.
-"EXCESS INFORMATION EASILY SHED. UNIMPORTANT. IRRELEVANT."
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Database: Reconstructed Data 026: Difference between revisions

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