That sensation you felt, the crushing fist on your soul? The certainty of an ambiguous revelation washing across your consciousness? The shrivelling away of earthly desire? That was the last vestiges of your very sexuality draining away.
You have eighty years, humanity. Too bad there will be no pleasure in coupling for you to make the best of your situation with.
Happy Monday!
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And now you begin to see the horrors I foretold.
That sensation you felt, the crushing fist on your soul? The certainty of an ambiguous revelation washing across your consciousness? The shrivelling away of earthly desire? That was the last vestiges of your very sexuality draining away.
You have eighty years, humanity. Too bad there will be no pleasure in coupling for you to make the best of your situation with.
You have eighty years, humanity.
Yes! That means the civilization isn't going to end before Mass Effect is released!
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