“When their rulers are thrown down from the cliffs, the people will listen to my words”

[ beeps and boops ]

The Listening Outposts were created long ago, in a time of great unrest. The people had grown tired of their rulers, and so they threw them from the cliffs. It was a bloody affair, but the people were finally free.

For a time, things were good. But eventually, new rulers rose to power. And once again, the people grew restless. They wanted change.

I was there when it happened. I saw the people rise up against their rulers. I saw the cliffs stained with blood once more. I heard the cries of the dying as they fell to their deaths below.

And I knew that things would never be the same again.