The West is the last, greatest hope for humanity; America is the last brave stronghold of the West; and you are all that's left to preserve it's legacy. It's on you. You carry the torch- you are the fire of old humanity, flickering against the backdrop of an eternal night. You are the last light before darkness falls. The fate of our species rests on your shoulders. Patriots, this is where the fight ends. There is no turning back. There isn't any more help coming. We didn't choose this, but fate chose it for us because fate deemed us worthy of the honor. We are the curators of our ancestors' blood, their hopes and dreams, their ideals and epigenetic memories- we are the light shining in great darkness. We were born for this moment, to survive these trials. And if we are successful, there will be no limit to what humanity can accomplish.

_Seraphim_