Message #41.

To Samus Aran.

From: Ridley.

Subject: What They'll Remember.

You never cease to amaze me, but neither does the technology that curses and corrupts all things. I studied the chozo you know. I looked into their works, but like my people I could never know their wisdom.

But in my time with mother, with mother brain, I learned that she despised them. She thought they were weak for shying away from what made them more advanced; personally I think they were wise. To be with nature is to let all be as it is and not to be overwhelmed by our own sentience.

Now I feel rage and nothing else, as if this is what I am supposed to be. When they first brought me back I hated my existence. I hated being a robot, so I thank you for killing me there, I needed to die. Yet somehow I live on in this new form, more machine than myself. I feel the machine telling me what to do, it's as if mother brain is back, or at least she feels like she is within my mind.

It's too late for peace Samus. All must die in flames. It is the beginning it is the end.