Onto the next.
"Your name is Delilah Diana Samson."
Delilah Diana Samson stared herself in the eyes, looking at her reflection in the camera's screen she had flipped toward her for just a moment. She took in a deep breath. She picked at her skin, at her nails, she glanced down to the floor and let out that deep breath. She let the guise of a fake person go. She found herself in the skin of Corrupt Eternal Sailor Nembus, staring her cracked forehead and cracked chest and blackened uniform in the face.
"And your name is Corrupt Eternal Sailor Nembus, Negaverse Senshi of Electromagnetism."
She was one. Both. Neither. The same. Maybe both were a farce. She knew she needed to remember and needed to know. She knew she had to know what came with what she was. She knew she couldn't let herself forget.
If she purified without her memories of the Negaverse, she could not let herself believe her hands were clean.
And she couldn't let those who accepted her back believe that her hands were clean.
"This is your milestone medal. Eternal. You started in the Negaverse as a basic senshi. The Negaverse does not simply promote for its own sake. You must serve it. You must serve Her."
She picked it off her collar. She started with the next one.
"This one represents your three years of service. Three years in which you complied. Three years in which you drained energy. Three years in which you killed."
She plucked that one off her collar, too.
"This one represents the energy you drained," and off it came, too, "and this one represents the starseeds you took to feed to Her so you could get away with lying and stealing," and that one, too.
"You contributed to their databases," off it came, "and you helped them corrupt countless people, even if you yourself did not do the corrupting. You abided it."
The medals fell into her lap.
"You partook in the Negaverse. You abided by people who partook in the Negaverse. Your hands are not clean. You are not innocent. You had no choice in your entry. You had no way of initially knowing. You became complacent. You lost your excuses. You should have left years ago."
She should have left when Sedna offered.
She should have left when Phaethon offered.
She should have left when Kurma offered.
She should have left when Cybele offered.
It didn't matter, now.
"But the Negaverse coddles. It makes you believe it is right. It makes you excuse the abuses. It makes you believe that everything is okay, so long as you remain loyal, so long as you do what they ask. They teach you that your worth is what you can provide to Her and to the organization under the guise of protecting Earth."
Nembus took in a deep breath.
"These recordings are not meant as an activity to beat yourself up. Mourn the realities. Mourn the further holes in memory. Mourn what you did. But remember what these medals mean. Remember who you are. And take all the information I'm about to tell you and bring it to people who can help. Help get the others out of here. Help end an organization that enjoys destroying people's minds."
Her shoulders relaxed.
"Let's start again. Your name is Corrupt Eternal Sailor Nembus. You are currently the Negaverse Senshi of Electromagnetism. You were born on April Thirteenth, 1998. Marcasite was important to you because you once pursued her. Your court died. She corrupted you, their leader. Your current general is named General Faustite. Your team members are Sailor Albite, Sailor Lilith, Sailor Alkmene, Lieutenant Celadonite, and Haymitch. Watch for them. Soyala promoted you. Watch for her. You were a member of the Infiltration branch, working for the organization known as Renegade Media. You switched to the Information Branch under Faustite. You participated in several missions. You took many pictures. You found many connections."
Her shoulders rolled.
"If you can, find Sailor Sedna. Find Sailor Cybele. Find Kurma. Find Knight Whisler. Find Sailor Phaethon."
She summoned her tablet, flicking it open and heading straight into the information she spent so much of her time in.
Nembus stopped the video.
She started a new one.
"Hi." Short and to the point. "Going to take some time to review some of my missions, the images and information I have gathered, and the information I've found through the Negaverse databases."
And she would continue doing that until she fell asleep.
backdated to November 6th
