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[Late afternoon, there comes a voice onto the Barge's network. It has the same quality as the Admiral when making announcements - resounding, seeming to come from everywhere and nowhere, unaffected by the glitches that plague normal communicators trying to connect from planet to ship.
It doesn't quite sound like the Admiral. Does it?]
Passengers, do you know what the nature of creation is? That is to say, this universe and all others? I searched for a long time to know the answer. It was my assignment to bring order to chaos, you see - to ensure that no living thing had to suffer because of our oversights. Where there was evil I was to redeem it. I was rather like some of you, in that way.
I found, of course, that the more chaos I eliminated and set right, the more would spring up all around it. It was as if my task itself was an unnatural intrusion upon a natural order, like Sisyphus pushing his boulder. That is how I knew. This creation of ours cannot and should not be fixed. Its inherent nature is that of evil and suffering, and it must be put out of its misery so we can begin again. To try to redeem is pointless. But, if you insist on continuing to delay the greater good...
I suppose you force my hand.
It doesn't quite sound like the Admiral. Does it?]
Passengers, do you know what the nature of creation is? That is to say, this universe and all others? I searched for a long time to know the answer. It was my assignment to bring order to chaos, you see - to ensure that no living thing had to suffer because of our oversights. Where there was evil I was to redeem it. I was rather like some of you, in that way.
I found, of course, that the more chaos I eliminated and set right, the more would spring up all around it. It was as if my task itself was an unnatural intrusion upon a natural order, like Sisyphus pushing his boulder. That is how I knew. This creation of ours cannot and should not be fixed. Its inherent nature is that of evil and suffering, and it must be put out of its misery so we can begin again. To try to redeem is pointless. But, if you insist on continuing to delay the greater good...
I suppose you force my hand.