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"我有個禮物給你,"歐瑞克斯說.
薩瓦圖恩,女巫女皇,有些緊張的看著自己的哥哥。“你要送給我的難道是那可以讓我進入深淵，可以將你取而代之的邪劍守則嗎？”
他們一起走在那已經存在兩千年之久的戰艦船艙之上，談話的迴音環繞在戰月之間。薩瓦圖恩的艦隊已環繞於此地，準備向那旅者賜福的星之桅杆發起突襲。深淵嗅到了獵物的蹤跡，正在沿著氣息追蹤他的獵物，而邪魔族便是先鋒。
“我捕獲了一隻Vex，它叫奎利亞 — 刀鋒變換，它嘗試在我的王座世界中佔據一席之地。我想你會很樂意研究這樣的機械。”但話音未落，歐瑞克斯停了下來，他開始消化他接受到的貢品，他的血脈感受到了克洛塔的殺戮，一個又一個的世界成為克洛塔的刀下亡魂，而那力量沿著他們的紐帶源源不斷地向他輸送，它像奶油一般甜蜜。“這個被稱為奎利亞的Vex機械中有一份模擬的我的樣本。而它或許還能產生其他模擬體 — 或許是你，或許是西烏阿拉斯。我沒有將它完全傀儡化，它仍然擁有一些自己的意志，或許這樣能給你帶來一些驚喜。”
“我猜它會爆炸然後殺死我，”薩瓦圖恩抱怨道。“或是讓這個機器進入我的王座世界，然後讓它開始把我的王座裡的所有東西轉化成咔咔作響的機械或者玻璃。”
“如果它殺了你，那也是你應得的。”歐瑞克斯在說這話時帶著讓人不易察覺的興奮，說出真相讓他感受到一絲快感在身上游走。
“我還沒有得到確切的證據，你知道的。”薩瓦圖恩伸出了他的利爪在虛空中隨意的撥弄著，而時空在她的觸碰下發出了陣陣哀鳴。“從那時起，我們便相信這樣一件真理 — 我們通過吞噬解放宇宙，就像割去已經腐爛的肉塊一般，那是我們加入終焉之型的必經之路 — 但我還沒有得到永恆且嚴格的證明結論。或許我們做錯了也不一定。”
歐瑞克斯偏過頭看向她，愣神了一小會，僅僅只是一瞬之間，他變得有些傷感，開始懷念以前的日子。他這樣想著：回憶那些我們經歷過的歲月，那些已經完成的壯舉。年齡的老去並不會像留在我們身上的疤痕一般無法去除，不是嗎？它並沒有讓我感到沉悶，反而讓我切身體會到活著的滋味，和你一起活在世界上的感覺，每當我從我的王座世界回到這裡，我都會感覺重新回到那個只有兩歲的那段時光，那個在宇宙最底端向上仰望星空的日子。
但他說：“妹妹，那便是我們，我們即是證明，我們是邪魔族：如果我們存續永遠，我們便是活生生的證明，而倘若有人將我們無情征服，那不就更加可以嚴謹的證明這一邏輯本身了嗎。”
她回看自己的兄長，雙目銳利且炙熱。“我喜歡這種說辭，這是如此優雅的證明方式。”當然，在很久之前，她就已經萌生這個念頭了。
原文內容:
“I have a gift for you,” says Oryx.
Savathûn, Witch-Queen, looks at him with dry wariness. “Is it the sword logic I need to go into the Deep, and take your power for myself?”
Their echoes move among the war-moons, walking together on the hull of a two-thousand-year-old warship. Savathûn’s fleet has assembled here, in preparation for an assault on the Gift Mast. The Deep is headed that way, on the trail of its prey, and the Hive will be its vanguard.
“It’s a Vex I captured. Quria, Blade Transform. It made an attempt to puncture my throne. I thought you might enjoy studying it.” Oryx pauses, digesting — through the bond of lineage he can feel Crota killing, worlds and worlds away, and it tastes like sweet fat. “Quria contains a Vex attempt to simulate me. It might generate others — you, perhaps, or Xivu Arath. I’ve left it some will of its own, so it can surprise you.”
“I suppose it’ll blow up and kill me,” Savathûn grouses. “Or let the machines into my throne, where they’ll start turning everything into clocks and glass.”
“If it kills you, then you deserve to die.” Oryx says it with a quiet thrill, a happy thrill, because it is good to say the truth.
“I don’t have a strict proof yet, you know.” Savathûn strokes the void with one long claw and space-time groans beneath her touch. “This thing we believe — that we’re liberating the universe by devouring it, that we’re cutting out the rot, that we’re on course to join the final shape — I haven’t found a strict, eternal proof. We might yet be wrong.”
Oryx looks at her and for a moment, just a moment, he is nostalgic, he is sentimental. He thinks, imagine the years behind us, the things we’ve done. And yet being old doesn’t feel like a scar, does it? It hasn’t left me dull. I feel alive, alive with you, and every time I step back into this world from my throne I feel like I’m two years old again, at the bottom of the universe, looking up.
But he says, “Sister, it’s us. We’re the proof, we the Hive: if we last forever, we prove it, and if something more ruthless conquers us, then the proof is sealed.”
She looks back at him with eyes like hot needles. “I like that,” she says. “That’s elegant.” Although of course she has had this thought before.
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