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[screaming]
[screaming]
A month's full burn from Pax Rever
and it was straight to the bunker.
protocol, they said, but the planet was
half dead already.
>> Hundreds of punchers, trackers, grunts,
and thieves.
The desperate and the damned all looking
for a cut. Same old story.
The price of fresh pulled old growth sap
[music] had spiked again.
Even with a war on, the Ojari Woodnuts
were still buying by the barrel.
So [music] crews were going further out,
offering more, grabbing what they could.
Who knows what they saw in me? I'm not
the kind to amount to much.
>> Dystopia is departing.
>> Maybe that was the point.
>> All right, who's next?
>> The first run was Deep Wood.
>> On your feet, punches.
>> Hazard Crew, double credit.
Yeah,
>> shake out.
>> I took the job.
Ever step on a new planet, breathes new
air.
You'd think it does something. Cracks
open your mind. Rewires your hardware.
We were in it for the money. Yeah,
>> but you don't touch the edge just for
credit.
A new ident, a new reason, a new friend.
But a planet can't keep a promise.
>> It's just another rock.
>> The forest though.
The forest.
says behind this
picture.
>> The trees weren't just trees, you know,
not like the bunker tablets.
>> They had an order,
a presence.
They breathed like they was alive,
watching us,
knew what we were going to do.
So why didn't they stop us with that
age, that power?
>> Unlike the punch burns in my crew, I'd
read the brief. Poison crats, nimble
dodges, a dozen ways to die, and even
more to kill.
>> That's the one. Yeah,
>> maybe knowing was judgment enough. But
when the time came, we tied our tappers
up and we sucked the ancients dry.
[groaning]
[music]
>> A few weeks in, uh, hunger spread
through camp.
Not rations, though. Those got short
enough. No, there's a different kind of
hunger. One you only get off planet.
>> [ __ ] bigger.
>> Outer rim.
>> Do you
[groaning]
junker?
[groaning]
>> The closer to the edge you get, the more
you want to taste it.
You can't blame a man for madness, can
you?
It's in our nature, I think, to try
things, explore.
The sane don't build spaceships. They
don't get to see what we see. But maybe
that's the problem.
Never should have looked up in the first
place.
>> They left at night, one by one, bound
for deep wood.
Few came back,
ones that did less sane than before.
Ain't nothing like it. They'd say not a
word to describe.
Didn't matter. Soon the hunger had me
too. Had to taste the madness for
myself.
Don't know how long I walked. Hours,
maybe days.
The trees they talks to me.
Whispered secrets. Invited me to stop
and sip. But none of them were right.
I kept walking till I saw it.
Her
The sap touched my lips. The world went
black.
I wasn't there anymore.
I wasn't me,
but I was somewhere.
Something, a seed in the hand of a
stranger, a spark of life for a dead
moon.
I stretched my roots across continents,
across lifetimes,
until a barren rock became a paradise.
Until the humans had forgotten that a
debt was owed,
>> they worshiped their own gods.
I watched and grew.
I climbed their tallest towers
and snared what they held dear.
And while they rested on my achievement,
I took back what was rightfully [music]
mine.
[screaming]
>> [groaning]
>> Their fires burned hot on my skin and
their bombs [music] tore my body limb
from limb.
Putting their haste to destroy me.
The humans destroyed themselves.
Heat. Heat.
[music]
[music]
A month's full Learn back to Pax Rever.
I take a drop every day.
Thousands of lifetimes, thousands to
come.
Don't know when we'll get home, but I'll
be rich when I get there.
[groaning]
When I get there,
[music]
Heat. Heat.
[music]
[music]
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