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Time to retract all boarding ramps and start the thrusters. I can't believe the extent of the ignorance here. I should never have interfered with the primitive species that seems to think it rules this planet. Their brutal ways are far beyond what I thought possible when I first made contact.

For the population of this planet, I record the following message:

Live long and prosper! I hope Syn3h comes back for you all soon. I don't think chanting round a campfire will bring it back, but who knows? Maybe. I've been surprised before.

But anyway, to the point, I didn't "break" your game. The only users who are still crying over all this are people who were never hacked, which shows you something. I can accept people disagreeing with my motives, but shooting on third- or fourth-hand information will end up making you look foolish (as it has done.) Ender promised I wouldn't be flamed if I told the world who I was. Too bad I trusted his ability to keep that promise, but the community's reaction is not his fault.

And Terrium, that poor game. I don't consider it the future of Mars any more; it's worth more than that. It's an ugly, uncut diamond so far, yes; but even so I'm not going go casting it before some of the swine here (although Eric may continue to do as he sees fit). 

That ends my message!

[some small distance away] Ace to Terrium, beam us up!

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