Mass Effect: Alternativiti
Prologue
A Long Long Time Ago
Everything was destroyed, lost, forgotten. Everything they had achieved, everything they valued, gone. Now, nothing remained. They did all they could to stop it, but all their sacrifices proved to be futile. It had still won, they had failed.
He looked out to the void, deep in thought. Through the eons they have been waiting, watching. So much has changed, yet the death and destruction remained the same as it always has. He always thought everything had an end, but so much time has passed and all that time a question plagued him, one that seemed like it would never get answered: Would the destruction ever end?
He wished he knew the answer, they all did.
He turned his gaze towards a console, hoping this time it would be different, but it wasn't. It was the same as it always was, just more devastation, misery, suffering. It all seemed so pointless, he wished it would end.
So many dead. His entire race, so many others, gone. They achieved what was thought to be impossible, reached places unimaginable, then they fell. Perhaps it was inevitable.
He turned to the void once more. Maybe if they had known, they could have stopped it, maybe there would have been peace instead of despondency. But it surprised them all, no one expected it would be so malicious.
He wondered if it had all been pointless. He didn't want to believe it was, though he was starting to doubt. Their plan hadn't succeeded yet after all, and he was truly wondering if it ever would, their chances seemed to dimmer every day. It was so thorough though, so well thought out. They had laid the path, it only had to be found. He suddenly felt a sense of pride, but it was quickly replaced by dread.
Perhaps the plan would succeed one day, but until then there were only two things they could do. Wait, and hope.