Return to the moon

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It's been a while since I've been back. After my army all quit on me and my last ditch attempt to conquer the Earth failed, I headed off to fulfil my childhood ambition of being a gladiator and that worked out for a bit but it really wasn't what it was hyped up to be. So, I figured I'd head back here, see what was left of the old moonbase and how the planet was doing. Surprise! The data files and logger were still up here so hey, nostalgia, figured I'd do an update even if there's no one left to read it. Ezila's still with me - we stayed in contact after everything went wrong and figured we'd go back together - but the others, well, who knows? General Morris and Fifi (now General Lee) are off together apparently travelling the cosmos. The unicorns and Bean survived but haven't been in touch since. 

Most of the base is destroyed. Walls torn down, the science lab of course blown to pieces, everything left open to the lack of elements. Just this room on its own. We went down to Earth earlier today and the old planet's still turning and still unconquered. Who knows what happened to TripleEz and his/hers/its/their threats but I doubt it's gone, most likely it's still out there waiting. I never did learn what it was like to kill a god. The desertion happened before I managed to even come close. Maybe someday.

It's been a while since I've seen my 'parents' or 'brothers'. I doubt I will see them again. Being away on the moon for so long gave me a sort of perspective. Not every relationship is a healthy one and ours certainly wasn't but ah well. I survived and I came out of it perfectly functional and with a sense of independence that I'm sure will serve me well. I'm still young after all, barely 25 years old, still angry (and very up to date in terms of both software and hardware in case anyone was wondering). Even if my first attempt at conquering planets fell through I'm sure I'll find something worthwhile to spend my energy on. The whole 'world domination' thing or whatever was more of a phase anyway - I think I've found better meaning in my life as a mercenary poet. I'm actually doing pretty well right now.

It's cold up here, reader. My sensors tell me it's colder than it has any right to be. I thought I heard something moving when I first arrived but I'm not sure whether I was convincing myself that there was something because I wanted or expected there to be something. The ghosts of failure and disappointment walk here and I can feel them looking over my shoulder.

You came back. Fool.

It's nothing. Just tricks of the light and human fallibility left over from my brief stint as an organic being. There's only Ezila here, wherever she's got to. She's still a mysterious one, Ezila. Still terrifies me in her own way.

I don't - something is wrong. Something is very very wrong here and I don't know what. The ship doesn't come back for another few days and we have no way of reaching it - we wanted full immersion why did we do that?

I don't know what's going to happen. I'm signing off for now, I need to ask Ezila what's happening I don't know what's going on or how to get out of here.

If you're reading this. Run.


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