Instrumentality Intro

[aleteoryx]

Humans were not built to weather eternity...

...but they had no choice. Through a contrivance neither I nor they are privy to, they became eternal. They were happy, at first, but as the centuries passed, that joy waned. Much of human life is defined by endings, and by change. The end of bad, the change for the better, the end of good, the change for the worse. Death allowed for personal finality. To die is to know how things stand, once and for all, and never again. To know you've done good things, to know you'll be remembered, to know you are loved. It is hard to find meaning without that finality. "I'll always love you," is harder to say when always means something.

Humans weren't built to weather this, but they have no choice. There's no getting off the ride, now. There's only ways to keep on it.