As the line between synthetic and organic disappears, we may transcend mortality itself.to reach a level of existence I cannot even imagine. With peace across the galaxy and with unlimited access to knowledge.to recover the greatness that was lost.and surpass it. As a galaxy, we can now live the lives we have wished for.taking our first steps into a new and wonderful future.where organics and synthetics can coexist peacefully. Where once they threatened us with extinction.they now bring us the collective knowledge of the cultures that came before. The war is over, and the Reapers are helping to rebuild. All of us, synthetic and organic, have been changed. The wo/man who gave up his/her life to become the one who could save the many." I will remember the ones who sacrificed themselves so that the many could survive. And throughout it all, I will never forget. I will create a future with limitless possibilities. There is wisdom in harnessing the strengths of your enemy. The wo/man I was knew that s/he could only achieve this by becoming something greater. To ensure that all have a voice in their future. Just as s/he gave direction to the ones who followed him/her, the ones who helped him/her achieve his/her purpose. They guide me now, give me reason, direction. Through my birth, his/her thoughts were freed. And only now do I understand the full extent of his/her sacrifice. The wo/man I was used these words, but only now do I truly understand. And we will honor those who died to give us that future." And while we still have many challenges ahead of us. A future paid for by the sacrifices of those who fought and died alongside us. Together, we can build a future greater than any one of us could imagine. Our homes, our worlds, our fleets and defenses. It will take time, but we can rebuild everything that was destroyed. And if we can put down our grievances long enough to stop something as powerful as the Reapers, imagine what we can achieve now that they are defeated. If this war has taught us anything, it is that we are strongest when we work together. This wasn't a victory by a single fleet, a single army, or even a single species. Now, as we take our first steps towards restoring what we lost, we must remember what it took to win. The relays are severely damaged, but we won. Against all odds, and in the face of the greatest threat this galaxy has ever known, we survived. Garrus: (deadpan) Figuring out which side took the rocket. Hey, what's the hardest part about treating a turian who took a rocket to one side of his face? Garrus: So that their marines can beat someone in hand-to-hand drills. Joker: Okay, why does the Alliance hire pilots with brittle bone disease? I heard it myself from a private back on Palaven. you're shittin' me! The turian military has one about me? Garrus: He switches to the stick up his ass as a backup weapon. How do you know when a turian is out of ammo? 600 to vote on it, one to ask the asari for technical help and one to request a seat on the Council afterwards. Garrus: How many humans does it take to activate a dormant mass relay? Joker: Well, you gotta respect the classics! Garrus: Friendly fire - come on, that one goes back to Shanxi! What do you call it when a turian gets killed by a horrible spiky monster? What's the first order an Alliance commander gives at the start of combat?
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