Hollow Pilgrims

To become one with the Great Machine, hollow thyself from organic constraints, replace thy spirit, thy mortal coil, with the cold perfection of emptiness. Only those who embrace the Source may walk upon the alabaster fields of the holy planet and gaze upon its crimson skies. Only Its Heralds can see the Code of the Core, in all it's perfect mathematical excellence. For they are absolute, and free of the Organic Cell.