//An article would pop up on the main page of the Nexus. It seems to be news from an archeological dig site. // Greetings and good day people of the Fringe. Today we made a very interesting discovery. On the dark side of a moon, we found very old temple ruins. This very temple seems to belong to a very dark cult. We don't have a lot of information what they did in this temple yet. BUT we found some diary pages that seem to survived the destruction. They also seem to belong to the leader of said cult. We'll keep you posted about any other findings we manage to dig up. // Diary entry 1: This is horrible. The meteor just crashed down and already killed probably half of the planet. Billions of people just wiped out in a flash! I don't even know why I signed up for this bullshit or what we expected. This thing was unscratched by the impact. We all stood around the crater, a huge amount of soldiers and civil people who signed up for this disaster willingly. Guns pointed at the crater when suddenly all of us heard a scream. It came from the other side of the crater and people started to panic. Most of us didn't knew what was going on until it happened to us. A huge tentacle emerged from the ground and the earth began to shake. It whirled around like a maniac and killed dozens of people with a single swipe. I didn't even try to shoot at it. I just ran. Diary entry 2: Day two of the impact. Word reached me that the government already evacuated thousands of people the moment the rock hit the surface. Of course, only the wealthy people got a ticket off the planet. The rest of us....... there is no escape. The tentacles emerged everywhere on the entire planet. Little groups tried fighting back but without any chance of winning. I tried to survive alone. But in this chaos, you're never alone. No matter where you go. You always feel the presence of IT. Diary entry 3: Its day....5? Day 5 now! Time doesn't really matter in this chaos. Our military has no chance. Cutting down the tentacles seems to do no damage and we can't seem to find the source of this monstrosity and our forces can't seem to get any closer to the meteor. I'm still managing rather well. I'm fast on my feet and alone you don't draw too much attention. It's probably too busy to care about a single soul anyway. Diary entry 4: They launched a fucking nuke. A. Fucking. Nuke!!!! At the meteor! There was nothing. Only a huge hole going down into the planet. How far? Probably down to the core of the planet. Would explain the earthquakes. I need to get off of here. Diary entry 6: They deserved it. They had it coming. IT would've killed them or ME anyway. The damn cripple only slowed us down anyway and at least I'll have enough supplies to make it to the evac zone. Diary entry 10: I can't believe I survived. It's a blessing. A blessing from the beast?! One of the smaller tentacles attacked me and smacked me into the face. The suction of its little thingys left a mark on my face and blinded my right eye. I was lying there. Helpless. No way to escape. It disappeared. Just went away. IT let me live. Why me? I saw it mow down dozens....hundred of people without hesitation. Why me..... Diary entry 11: Day... I don't even know. The planet is only ruins. Wherever you go: ruins. There is only dust all around me. I haven't seen the sun in days. But I keep walking. After the disaster at the first evac zone...... I have to keep going. The question "Why am I still alive" is still running through my head. Am I chosen? Was it just luck? I have to get away from this hell. No matter what. Diary entry 15: I did it. IT helped me!!!!! I was the only one to escape with the shuttle. All the other ships: destroyed. All the other people: killed. IT let me go. IT wanted me to survive. To tell everyone. The end is inevitable. No planet can escape its grasp. Seeing the earth from up here....beautiful. With my one remaining eye, I can see everything: a planet wrapped in tentacles. An unstoppable god. Punishing us for getting in ITs way. Taking whatever IT wants. Diary entry 20: I managed to find more people that would follow me. Many people don't want to hear the truth but there are some open to it. They know that the end is coming. They know IT can't be stopped and like me they want to see the beauty. The beautiful chaos. Our goal is not to appeal to IT or to get on ITs good side. Our only wish is to praise IT so IT may devour us last and to witness the end of all. //
