[ ARCHIVE ENCRYPTION: OVERWRITTEN BY BONEKRUSHER_01 ]

"Ugh, look at this... another 'official' file from the Foundation. Boring. Stale. Pathetic.

I decided to fix it for you. Since you're staring at my face anyway, you might as well hear the truth from the only person on Talos who matters. I’m Nefarith, leader of the Bonekrushers, and the future ruler of the New World we’re building while you 'administrators' are busy playing with your little gadgets in the mud.

The Hazefyre is beautiful, isn't it? It burns out the weak and leaves only the strong. And me? I’m the strongest thing this wasteland has ever spat out. I don't care about your 'protocols' or your 'peace.' I want results. I want dominance. And right now... I want to see if you’re actually worth the breath I’m wasting on you.

Don't just stand there with that blank look on your face. Kneel, or get out of my marsh before I let my Aggeloi show you what a real boss looks like. This world is dying, stray—and I’m the one holding the blade.

Welcome to the Bonekrusher Clan. Try not to choke on the air."