They've won.

You clutch your chest, stumbling away from computer as your heart struggles to cope with the loss, $300 gaming chair crashing onto the floor, long forgotten. A hundredth tear-stained napkin tossed into the bin as you desperately wipe your face with another, you fall to your knees before the wall's drapery. A trembling hand pulls them aside--

A window, pictures of totems lovingly decorated with stickers and drawings taped to the glass. Your eyes fall to one in particular, bones burning bright as it fills you with a moment's joy before utter despair overwhelms you and sends you retching onto the floor.

As you struggle to reach out to the photo of your baby boy Undying, you close your teary eyes and clutch at your heart as the realization hits you truly.

The Survivor Empire has won.

The oppression will continue, and your people will never know true equality, nor peace.

The fight for freedom and justice.. was all for naught. Entity save us all.

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