Providence and her Moons
"The... old prophets never spoke of a complete uprising. Surely this is only a misunderstanding. Our people are not in rebellion, they're just... having their faith tested. There has to be a more reasonable solution-"
"Silence, Lunaria. You understand well enough what we face. Curve your tongue and remember your duty to the Goddess."
"Yes... Elder Joth..."
"Yumia has disobeyed her purpose. It is clear to me now that our people are faithless. Tainted. The scourge of the lesser air has been twisting their fantasies since the moment we opened our borders. Yet, all the same, we have a divine purpose in this place. An oath we have taken to ensure that our purity, above all else, is preserved. Should our people fall to depravity, we are left only one choice. The founders left the Contingency Measure to bring their grand experiment to a close."
"S-surely you can't be considering- Th-there are roughly a billion people on Ord Providence! We can't be so compromised as to-"
"One billion heretics, Elder Lunaria! One billion heretics. This is the way, as dictated by the founders. We will have purity ensured. This is a matter of ascension, good lady. If anyone down there is not yet tainted, let them join the Goddess in the next life."
Reports have come in from Ord Providence's port of Thella, a call of distress to her allies in the Alliance. Pressure in the planetary domes have begun to depressurize. Estimated time for complete contamination of the air: One week.
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