I worship my deity sequa, asking forgiveness for recently consuming the soul of Myron and starting a new eara of greater freedom and unfixed portals.
Civilizations of the isolated sectors realize they are a tiny part of a vast gallactic network.
I pray for the end of religion and seek to transcend the void of power, to leave the demonlords and merge with the tree of sequa.
If you want to be my trusted friend try finding my sacred purple scarf of sequa, which is lost somewhere in the crystal sector.