I'll be as open as I can be, since... well, whatever contract I was under before's pretty null and void now, but I'd still appreciate it if you didn't tell everyone who asked. Confidants only, okay? Vergilius knows pretty much everything too -- pretty much.
[ the whole "involved" thing sort of. kind of. made it necessary. malkuth turns her gaze to the ocean, voice quieting. ]
It goes back farther than L Corp. Back to a group of hope filled idealists, who wanted to change The City -- who were gathered by a woman that spoke the dream they held unspoken in their hearts. She, along with two other researchers, began The Seed of Light Project, which sought to free The City and its inhabitants from the "disease of the mind" that had become so prevalent. To bring about hope and equality, so that no one would ever see harming another as a viable option to rise their own ranks. Everything that makes The City, The City, they wanted to get rid of.
... But things didn't go as planned, [ softer, now, ] and she ended up dying. The Project continued on under her successor, one of the researchers who'd helped found it, but... it was different. More aggressive, in a way. And it ended with the deaths of the team that'd once followed her. One by one, those that'd been a part of that revolutionary research group were taken apart and given new life -- as the Sephirot of L Corp, the heads of the varying Departments necessary to make the Corporation function best, though we didn't have a single memory of our previous lives until we were forced to a breaking point. The goal of L Corp, at that point, was to meet a certain quota day by day, and through it as a well as a certain "script" build up Light within the walls, so that it could germinate and bloom as she'd always dreamed.
Well, it did. And then Angela, who was the assistant manager, betrayed us all and put a stop to the Project, which is why it ended the way it did. There's a lot that happened in between, but that's the short version if you can believe it! She struck a deal with us, we were forced to take it, and sometime after the seventh day the Library rose from where L Corp had once been, readying to send invites out to anyone who might seek fame, knowledge, and revenge... all to recollect the Light that hadn't been properly released. Distortions come from that phenomenon too, along with E.G.Os.
The Library itself is a towering, imposing building with as many Floors as there were Departments. I was one of the first to awaken, so I've been watching it grow since pretty much the beginning. The guests we fought didn't die the way we thought they did then, but it doesn't make what happened any less wrong... nor does it cleanse the blood we waded through to our goal from our hands and hearts. But we, as Librarians, sought a second chance to see The Seed of Light Project come to fruition, for the White Days to last the full seven they should've, and to free the minds of our peers from loneliness, despair, and violence.
[ but
obviously that didn't turn out the way it should've either, from her expression. ]
sorry dante you asked the most talkative nestborn. lobco spoilers
[ casually. ]
I'll be as open as I can be, since... well, whatever contract I was under before's pretty null and void now, but I'd still appreciate it if you didn't tell everyone who asked. Confidants only, okay? Vergilius knows pretty much everything too -- pretty much.
[ the whole "involved" thing sort of. kind of. made it necessary. malkuth turns her gaze to the ocean, voice quieting. ]
It goes back farther than L Corp. Back to a group of hope filled idealists, who wanted to change The City -- who were gathered by a woman that spoke the dream they held unspoken in their hearts. She, along with two other researchers, began The Seed of Light Project, which sought to free The City and its inhabitants from the "disease of the mind" that had become so prevalent. To bring about hope and equality, so that no one would ever see harming another as a viable option to rise their own ranks. Everything that makes The City, The City, they wanted to get rid of.
... But things didn't go as planned, [ softer, now, ] and she ended up dying. The Project continued on under her successor, one of the researchers who'd helped found it, but... it was different. More aggressive, in a way. And it ended with the deaths of the team that'd once followed her. One by one, those that'd been a part of that revolutionary research group were taken apart and given new life -- as the Sephirot of L Corp, the heads of the varying Departments necessary to make the Corporation function best, though we didn't have a single memory of our previous lives until we were forced to a breaking point. The goal of L Corp, at that point, was to meet a certain quota day by day, and through it as a well as a certain "script" build up Light within the walls, so that it could germinate and bloom as she'd always dreamed.
Well, it did. And then Angela, who was the assistant manager, betrayed us all and put a stop to the Project, which is why it ended the way it did. There's a lot that happened in between, but that's the short version if you can believe it! She struck a deal with us, we were forced to take it, and sometime after the seventh day the Library rose from where L Corp had once been, readying to send invites out to anyone who might seek fame, knowledge, and revenge... all to recollect the Light that hadn't been properly released. Distortions come from that phenomenon too, along with E.G.Os.
The Library itself is a towering, imposing building with as many Floors as there were Departments. I was one of the first to awaken, so I've been watching it grow since pretty much the beginning. The guests we fought didn't die the way we thought they did then, but it doesn't make what happened any less wrong... nor does it cleanse the blood we waded through to our goal from our hands and hearts. But we, as Librarians, sought a second chance to see The Seed of Light Project come to fruition, for the White Days to last the full seven they should've, and to free the minds of our peers from loneliness, despair, and violence.
[ but
obviously that didn't turn out the way it should've either, from her expression. ]