L'Atelier de Memoire/ Simalcrum Miami-Marseilles/ Grey Verse

"Your rooms are ready, configuration is complete, Sir."
"Let's go, there's still work to do before they show up."

"You have yourself back. You remember your name, all of it. You escaped to the Grey Verse but what can we do here? What can we do here that couldn't be done elsewhere.", asked the Artist.

"Your question is the right one, 'why?'," nodded the Ledger,

There are masterpieces which thrive in shadows and stories.

A living memory passes into myth because with enough time that's all that's left. A story outlives facts known only to the dead.

The masterpiece of the Cooperative is its myth.

They are "the world turns, we launch", the legend of the launchers, builders of the next civilization. There was more.

The hidden history of the cadres of early recruits, who competed and how they rose to the top, is the real story under the myth.

More prosperity, the rise of new peoples, across all worlds. What more was there? I was curious about the lives I influenced and affected. My Carbon Model gave me a desire to understand.

When I saw that everything wasn't what it seemed, and those I trusted were not who I thought they were, everything changed. I saw danger for those I was serving as part of the world's memory.

There is a plan but I cannot do it alone. There are others who will be a part of it, some don't know it yet. But you do.