/lit/ - Literature

Today, Fanatic Purifiers, we take away your right to the stars. Today we take away your right to space. Today, with this Global Pacifier, from now on, the cradle of your species shall become also its prison, the single mercy left to you being whether or not your choices also lead to it becoming your grave.

We shall seal away your home planet and by extension your species, to affect three goals: to protect the lives of other species and our owns, to terrorize and deter others that would seek to emulate you and to inflict on you a punishment proportionate to the abominations, atrocities and crimes that you have levelled upon the universe - the punishment being the inevitable civil war your sealed society will collapse into.

Firstly, we seal you away to protect the lives of others and our own lives. Morality aside, we must seal you away for the sake of our own survival. Just as your species prospered on the skulls, husks and ashes of countless trillions, so too do our species prosper when left alone from your kind, free to live. Your species' rampage has left the galaxy a poorer, dirtier, more desolate place. Had it not been for your kind, we might've imagined a very different Milky Way, more wise, advanced, richer, learned, stronger than the ruins we have struggled to pyrrhic victory to. Therefore, we seal you away to create our own future.

Secondly, we seal you away to deter and put fear in the hearts of all those who would walk your path. As the first, in order to create a stronger, smarter, better galaxy, those who would set the galaxy on fire must be stayed in their footsteps - you will be that example.

Finally, we seal you away as punishment and as revenge. It is not our job to kill you - that will be for you to do to each other. Either you will fight each other to extinction over dwindling planetary resources - or if the galaxy deems you worthy, you will learn to live with other life rather than step on it.

Global Pacifier, you may fire when ready.