Who are you? A speck of sand among a desert? A drop of water in the ocean? Speak, my children. Empty your mouths, your contents seeking to devour the very nature of what keeps you alive. Speak, my children. Rise once more to your new enemy, your admirable foe, so much bigger, better, stronger than you, or me, bigger than all of us. Speak, my children. Let the floodgates flow with your own blood, and use it as proof of your victory. Smear it on yourselves as your battle cry sounds, "CRUCIFY. CRUCIFY. CRUCIFY." Speak, my children. But not too loud. For when you call out to one demon... You never know who else is listening. --- Arm yourselves with knowledge. We must not make the same mistakes in Destiny 2 as we have here, in Destiny. Mark my words: the riddlers will return for D2. In a big way. Change is coming. You'd best be ready for it.