The Examiner, 1:2

Quite interesting.
Strange new creatures, yes indeed.
They resemble them.
My children. They bear their strength.
But it seems, though, not their souls.

They are unable.
They cannot give life anew.
Most strange, this fact is.
But it demands attention.
I will investigate more.

Most of them are beasts.
But not all. Some are..... changed.
The insect is one such.
She possesses a soul, too.
One that could bear fruit like mine.

The Humans...... in awe?
Some worship Her like nature.
A force of nature.
But She is nothing to me.
Quite intriguing, nonetheless.

There is another.
A different kind of beast.
A savage one, too.
But not unintelligent.
He has strength beyond mortals.

It pales to me, though.
But Him and His kin require.....
Further studying.
I will catalogue His tales
To teach my young ones later.

But there is one more,
Whose strength rivals even Him.
A being born of.....
Chaos. True insanity.
A great abomination.

He fights the other.
Their ferocity is high.
But He has won out.
For now, at least. But last? No.
The other will rise again.

Until then, I watch more.
The Humans grow still, it seems.
This one group of them.....
They create new from the old.
Machines, living flesh and blood.

But war is a curse.
A curse Humans always have.
The machines revolt.
They are put down to be stored,
Their creation too precious.

But now this group learns.
They learn how to control beasts.
Beasts they created.
Monsters born of stolen parts.
Life granted by stealing fire.

I can predict this.
I do not need the Meta
To see failure here.
They overestimate it.
Their ability to rule.

They make one last stand.
A Guardian to end it.
But it is in vain.
Their memory fades with them.
Only the Guardian stands.

I understand, now.
Humanity's conflicts are.......
A blessing to me.
My children will rise from them.
And eventually...... me.