====== Bionic Messiah (Extrapolation Rewind) ======
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**Divergent Universe**\\
You sit atop a freezing cold stone. As the seawater erodes the wound on your legs, the pain of the inflammation makes you anxious. However, the people before you do not permit you to show such emotions. As the weaver that roams the universe, all you can offer them is hope, and it must be hope alone.\\
The water people crawl out from the seas, risking becoming stranded on the beaches to bring their malnourished children before you. The adults constantly pour seawater onto the bodies of the sick to prevent them from drying out in the sun.
> **You:** Stitch up their wounds.
> **You:** Diagnose their conditions.
**Divergent Universe**\\
You pull crude tools from your bag and try to treat your patients as tenderly as possible. As the sunken spaceships descended to the depths, this was all they were able to help you retrieve.\\
The tentacles slap against the sea waves. They are expressing joy at your arrival. Of course, you did not tell them just how many shuttles were unable to make it through the antimatter minefield in the sky.\\
And, on the coastline across from you, the battle between the water and land people wages on ceaselessly.
> **You:** You see a black cloud.
> **You:** You see a dyed red ocean.
> **You:** You see death on the water surface.
**Divergent Universe**\\
The cost of this war ushered in by cannon fire beyond the sky must be covered with lives on the ground. Though you can stitch the wounds on their bodies and heal their sickness, the resentment beyond all this is nigh on impossible to eradicate.\\
A number of tentacles clamber forth to offer you food, and this is the only payment they can offer you. However, your eyes never move from the skies. The split in the clouds grows ever more vast, until it is finally torn asunder by a fleet of ships.
> **You:** Like a needle.
> **You:** Like a thread.
**Divergent Universe**\\
When the gap in the fabric is too vast to be stitched together, the only choice left is to weave death for those that destroy it.