"W-What in the world is going on here?!"
Vesper held onto her desk for dear life as her head threatened to explode with pain. Having pushed her [Manifest] hard just to get a peek at the newly exploded crater that just so happened to be located right in the very facility she was using to enrich her dream project, the strain that was melting into her psyche was more than enough for any normal man or woman to simply drop dead and die. Fortunately, she wasn't like normal men and women. Her sheer will of fortitude refused to let her die before her dreams would be fulfilled, for her precious home to be well protected against any and all threats that might try and take it away from her and her people.
And yet, based on her own reasoning, even the very darkness that perpetually blanketed the world was an existential threat to their very existence.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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