The Empress demands loyalty. The Faith demands devotion. The Empire demands sacrifice. The People demand service. We deliver.
Wittness the righteous, as we decent unto the plages and heathens to free the innocent of their plight.
Faith is a gift from the heavans, to dwell on it and stay complaicent is to invite the inpure.
In the radiant embrace of the Heavens, we stand unwaivering as the People of justice, devoted to the Empires demands, delivering salvation to the cosmos.
The faithfull will be blessed with richess and success. The heathens will be downtrodden and forgotten in time.
Children, you can Dammage your Ships and repair them. You can destroy you Pod and you will get a new Clone. But your Soul and Feelings can not be this easily healed
For the Wicked can not see but greed, blinded by divine light, how they faulter and blame those whos path has been enlightend by the very same Shine.