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DATACUBE ENTRY: Blinding Genius

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Zarkonis: Order of the Makers

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Finally, my achievements have been recognized! Today the Archon asked me if I was interested in being one of the vessels for the Genesis Prime. Perhaps my opinion of him has been incorrect. He obviously recognizes that my intellect is considerably greater than the others in my Order – such as Vorion, for example. When I proceeded to tell him so, the Archon stood silently before me, and then walked away. Rendered speechless in the blinding light of my genius! I almost pitied the poor fool.

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DATACUBE ENTRY: Geological Irony

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Koral: Order of the Shapers

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This valley is truly a geological wonder, located in the shadow of these massive crystalline structures. Although it may sound ironic, I do find a certain peace here. Perhaps this is because it represents the strength and beauty of the natural world – at least as natural as can be expected here on Nexus.

Before coming here, I was informed by the Archon that I will not be one of the six – and it appears that none of my colleagues in the Order of the Shapers will be selected either. It may be inappropriate to say, but I have never been so relieved.

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DATACUBE ENTRY: Radical Deviation

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Bathior: Order of the Evokers

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I have just been informed by the Archon that my petition has been received and accepted. I will indeed be one of the six vessels for the Genesis Prime. Unfortunately, my second petition was soundly rejected. Given the obvious superiority of my Order, I thought it was only logical that all six of the vessels be Evokers. The Archon appeared to understand my position, but made it clear that such a radical deviation from the current plan was not possible.

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DATACUBE ENTRY: Envious Illusion

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Ohmna: Order of the Progenitors

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Ah, these Falkrin! My dear AV-3s! Such things they have achieved in the centuries since I first engineered them. Who would have guessed that they would eventually construct such impressive cities, or would someday worship a winged god created by our own hands? Do they understand what has actually taken place here? And what would they think if they knew what was soon to come? I envy them. They still exist under the comfortable illusion that their lives represent more than a means to an end.