They Won't Tell You the Whole Truth
Transmission Log: Pre-Recorded on Kuar following the Foundation's successful liberation of Prakith, Jerrilek, and Kampe, this message was pre-scheduled for planetary broadcast on Empress Teta. Timed to reach the people as both a warning and a call to action—urging the newly freed worlds to resist falling back under the grip of bloated and inefficient bureaucracy and complacency. That they must now guard themselves against those who would twist their victory for their own ends. This transmission was sent out before the Foundation's current campaigns on Empress Teta, and Tython, where they prepare for their final push to purge the Dark Empire from the Core and close the lingering dark rift.
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The victors write history. However, the powerful can rewrite it.
They will come to you—draped in banners, cloaked in words of unity, wearing the colors of the same Alliance that abandoned you. Perhaps they will call this a restoration of some kind. They will say they always meant to return. That we were reckless, that our fight was misguided, that order must be restored. But whose order? Theirs? The one that left you to suffer under the Dark Empire’s heel? The one that watched, complacent, while your homes were raided, your voices were silenced, your people were broken?
I know the truth. You know the truth.
You freed yourselves.
Where was the mercy then?
They will not answer these questions. They will not speak of the time they left you behind.
But you will remember.
You were forsaken. You—not the Alliance, not the Senate, not their peacekeepers—you rose from the ashes and took back what was yours. With your hands, your courage, your unyielding spirit. You fought when no one else would. And now, as the smoke clears and the last chains are slated to be broken, they will return to claim your victory as theirs.
Do not let them.
The rhetoric will call us reckless. It will call us dangerous. There will be all sorts of things said... But I have walked among you. I have seen your suffering. And I have seen you fight. Not for power. Not for control. But for something greater—for the right to live, to breathe free, to build a future without fear.
Not politics. Not bureaucracy. Not neutrality in the face of evil. But standing, unwavering, against the darkness. We came to uplift and protect civilization, so that peace may be attainable.
Now, we push forward. There's darkness that still lingers. An Imperial grip on Empress Teta. A shadow waits on Tython, deep in the wound left festering for too long. But we will not turn away. We will not let it stand. We can’t. There will be resistance, but we have to be stronger. You will be stronger. And when the fighting is done, when the stars shine bright again over the Core, remember this: do not let them rewrite your story.
The fight is not over. You are not done. Do not let them lull you into silence with soft words and empty reassurances. Do not let them steal what you bled to reclaim. You are free today because you dared to stand. So stand still. Speak. Remember. Hold the line. Fight—not with weapons, but with truth.
Because they won’t tell you the whole truth.
But you will.
