Phase 1 -The Temple of the Revenant - Omicron 82

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I let out a barely audible hiss, expressing my agitation. Questioning my caution, my tactic for our survival. Lesser caste would have been severely punished for such a slight. Only then did I recall that this was exactly the trait I had required of this Seer.

I calmed, turning my gaze from the coil but not turning around.

"It is a neccessary measure. I would not have the other beings of this sector believe us to be easy prey. They will fight for every one of us they wish to extinguish. Our cause is no longer what it was, if we must sacrifice our former fragile grace to make way for a new stage of our evolution, so be it."

I saw Splinter's disapproval. This one still clung to memories that could never be erased, of a time of complete content. Continuing the silent communication, I turned to face the levitated Etherium.

"Embrace our renewed existence, for to not do so will be our downfall. Take comfort that you will play a vital part in it. The weak among us are gone, only those of gifted caste remain. We will grow to be stronger. Much stronger "

Resuming my vigil at the large viewing port, I continued to monitor the process in the crafting chamber via my implant feeds, where the old one worked with renewed energy.

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Shard - The Faceless One