“Not all races of the Hyper Gantry share the the sentiments of the Great Engineers. They belive a race born in and of the dark can choose the light…Their futile hope in the entropic universe is as effective as your human emotion’s were to create a civilization. for good.”
The old Earth Archive media plays, a video from a house long ago:
A bear had broken in, the two children were the first to be taken out, the husband dead outside, she tries to fight it off with kitchen knives but its claws have her arm hacked to dangling flesh in a single blow. It pins her and starts ripping the scalp off. The screams cracke in the old video footage.
“You planet Earth is a horror of recycled energy the likes of which no race has had to contend.”
The woman’s neck is cracked and the bear gives out a brief grunt as it starts to tear flesh from bone, as it had the others.
“Bacause their survival is not afforded any other way, the species on your sordid rock must perform acts of murder just to wake in the illusion of beauty upon your forests and fields.”
Anoter video plays, a montage of war footage, starvation, oppression and stock markets.
“Birthed in this crucible of desperation, how can the resident sentient species ever hope to make more than this mirror of a natural festival of blood?”
Further images of lions hunting, killing antelope, and other earth creatures ripping eachother appart. An Atomic explosion…The life of all decays in mutating horror.
“Radiation gave life to all species save your own, nothing but the light and heat of a weak star your life force must eat itself to sustain energy, enact entropy unto itself to escape it for a brief moment. Unable to exist in your worlds tiny gravitational pull before your calcified frame crumbles to dust. Where the rest of all life ascends in strength until they pass to energy, yours is stripped until there is nothing left but memories of being the weakest race in the cosmos. …And in so short a time the average Alcax being has barely come of age by the time you are left begging for your end.”
More recent footage of the OX corp launching yet another vain attack upon the races of the Gantry. the human craft are sent to fire and streamers by their own munitions detonated by the power of alien technology.
“If to burn is all you know, how other can the human greeting be other than in fire.”
A soldier emerges from the wreck, he splutters and crumbles to a crawl in the alien environment. The debris of the human vessels is flash forged to form new alien vessels within minutes.
“But…now you share space with other races whom suffer not your affliction. Birthed in true creation our ability to weild energy and matter itself will render your most violent acts as nothing more than a flame in the gust. The Engineers folly to believe in your kind is their …affliction. But Alcax will sit idle no longer…smote to a flare in the solar wind of the Gantry your entire civilization will be erased for such blight has no place in creation. Alas that the Golden age of Life had passed before your Earth had the misfortune of coming into existence…Mercy upon sentience will be observed when humanity and the devastating lifeforce birthed it, is no more.”