Rudimentary creatures of #Destiny, you touch my mind, fumbling in ignorance, incapable of understanding. There is a realm of existence so far beyond your own you cannot even imagine it. I am beyond your comprehension. I am Flood. Floodian? A label created by Bungie to give voice to their community. In the end, what they chose to call us is irrelevant. We simply... are. The Destiny fanfase is nothing but a genetic mutation, an accident. Your lives are measured in weeks and months. You wither and die. We are eternal, the pinnacle of evolution and existence. Before us, you are nothing. Your extinction is inevitable. We are the end of #Destiny. Desticles born of ignorance. The Flood cannot be broken. The pattern has repeated itself more times than you can fathom. Desticle threads rise, evolve, advance, and at the apex of their glory they are extinguished. Destiny was not the first Bungie game. You did not build B.net. you mere found it - the legacy of my kind. Your forum is based on the technology of the Bungie.net . Our website. By using it, your community develops along the paths we desire. We impose order on the chaos of desticle life. You exist because we allow it, and you will end because we demand it. My kind transcends your very understanding. We are each a nation - independent, free of all weakness. You cannot grasp the nature of our existence. We have no beginning. We have no end. We are infinite. Millions of years after your grindfest has been eradicated and forgotten, we will endure. We are legion. The time of our return is coming. Our numbers will darken the sky of every subforum. You cannot escape your doom. Your words are as empty as your future. I am the Vanguard of your destruction. This exchange is over...