The Eternal Cylinder Full Story | All Narrator Dialogue

this is not the story of the one the one encompasses too much crushing everything and making it the same no this is the story of the many who are blessed with difference and rich and strangeness this is the story of a family once upon a time in the age of the eternal cylinder they lived a family of little creatures called the trevor trebum are not the strongest nor the fastest and they do not have sharp teeth they would make easy prey for the terrible force that came to their planet but trebum are loyal and resourceful and very very stubborn it it was such a trebum that our story begins one clever little creature born into a cruel world who would be instrumental in bringing prosperity to its kind [Music] [Music] run something inside him said run the great crushing thing the great cylinder had stopped perhaps it was safe here for a little while how quickly it learned to use its legs and its trunk but these things were not so much learned as they were remembered perhaps the little trebum thought they were a gift from the strange voice it heard in its mind that too was a kind of memory just when it was starting to get used to its legs the food from the jumping creature gave it new ones with the right substance as a catalyst a trebum can transform and adapt to many challenges the trebum was drawn to a bright light or perhaps to the creature next to it except for the grass growing on the old one's head they were very much alike surrounded by this light the trebum knew things it had not known before it knew the older trebum had carried this light for a long long time and it knew that now that responsibility had passed to the next generation yes this young trebum had to carry the light to those great towers in the distance it could have stayed here to learn many old things but the cylinder would not allow it run the inner voice said run the towers would not stop the cylinder unless they were activated quickly the trevor had to step on the symbol or the cylinder would not be stopped the voice inside the trebum's memories assured it that while the tower stood the trebum would be safe the power of the eternal cylinder was contained for now this relative tranquility gave the trevor a chance to think about its family trebum are not meant to live alone so where were the others our young friend had found an egg a trebum egg with one of his siblings inside the egg had been abandoned but it could still be made to hatch all that was needed was a source of heat [Music] finding another trevor was a course for joy but this new friend was not well deep inside the memories it had inherited the trebum found the answer to recover its friend needed a very specific substance which appeared as glittering clusters of crystal dust this dust was not natural only a great trebum could create it and so it was on the achievements of previous generations that the newborn trebump would have to rely luckily it seemed a wise and powerful trevor had passed through here some time ago it was hard for the trevor to know what to do or where to go but the friendly voice suggested this was not the right way to find your path it said you must follow the beam of light that emanates from the tip of the tower and stay away from the deep waters where the old things dwell this door had been built for trevor it gave them hope that in this large and dangerous world some places had been made for them somehow this ancient statue transferred knowledge to the tremor [Music] it was as if a memory had been stored inside it waiting for someone to absorb it and as soon as this knowledge had entered their minds the trebum realized that there was a great library of information hidden away in the web of their memories but why was the knowledge of a specific ingredient placed here in this trebumh made of stone inside the cave the trebum found a living elder it had been waiting in this chamber for a long long time the elder told them it was happy to see some friends before the cylinder came it said you are young so you never knew the time when how people could shape-shift at will we trebab are inheritors of a vast tree of abilities abilities passed on to all future tripper but this power is being taken away beware the servants of the cylinder they will seek to hurt you at every opportunity and they have the power to rob you of your abilities but if you persevere one day you will find a way to protect yourselves from their evil light farewell my brave friends i fear i am too old and tired to join you may you find a way to prosper in this time of struggles it was not easy to leave the cave but the elder had urged them to go forward suddenly they felt the weight of their many tasks to find their trevor siblings to restore the powers their people had lost and it all seemed a little daunting but even when they are afraid trebum are stubborn the cylinder resumed its destruction nothing could stop it forever they needed to roll to safety to find another tower to protect them quickly the trebum found themselves almost as lost as they had been in the beginning but the voice and their memories comforted them it was only natural to be confused it said they had been born into a strange broken world cut off from the history of their ancestors everyone was a little lost these days what mattered was to keep going to keep looking for answers to keep carrying the light they held within them the light that stopped the cylinder in this strange eerie temple the trebum felt something stir in their memories there was a great power in this place something from the days when even the elders were young perhaps it could help them the trevor were disoriented for a moment something new had entered their memories and they needed to make sense of it it seemed to be a map and on this map a location had been marked if they understood correctly there was some manner of serpent a guardian a greater being of some kind somehow linked to a safe haven could they find refuge there their ancestors must have created this map for a reason of all the changes that trebum were experiencing growing a third eye was the strangest one yet to make things even stranger this eye seemed to look in two directions at once into the world and into their memories they could use it to find in the real world any element that was contained in the web of their memories it was truly a remarkable mutation what manner of strange beasts left behind the cylinder the trevor were deeply unsettled by this new mystery but though some part of them was curious they were certain it would be best not to find out as their fear faded the trebums started feeling weak and tired with all the excitement and adventure they'd neglected their most basic needs the sound of an empty stomach reminded them that survival requires more than escaping from danger you also have to eat luckily one of the many gifts of the trevor is the capacity to store food in their bodies but they still need to digest it to gain the vital energy that gives them strength and for such small creatures they do require rather a lot of food fortunately the savannah was rich in flora and fauna which would satisfy their little bellies without necessarily triggering a mutation the trevor were excited by this discovery this new mutation would allow them to extract water from ingredients that were otherwise quite dry but the voice cautioned them to be careful more water was useful but this process would not extract any nutrients they would have to use it carefully and wisely the trebum felt a great power flowing through this cave but they were not afraid the power felt familiar even friendly these glowing structures were the work of their ancestors what was this strange being half flesh half metal the trebum felt an old distant horror as if they remembered their own destruction something about this creature was very very wrong perhaps the creature would wake up with a loud noise [Music] trapped on all sides by deep pools of poisonous gas the trebum needed to find a way to escape this monstrosity perhaps there was a way to use the creature's own weight to lower the bridge one by one the yellow light cruelly burned away the trebum's abilities the elder had warned them about the evil light of the cylinder servants now they knew what kind of creature to avoid when the tremors stepped on the strange device an ancient memory came back to them a memory of long ago when the cities of their people still stood and a fight against the cylinder was not yet lost in those days a very smart trebuck had found a way of cheating the cylinder of stealing a little bit of its power to absorb and to reshape in this way the trebum could revive their fallen friends or send others to hidden place and it was also by this device that a link had been forged and a path had been opened to the voice that spoke within them [Music] the cylinder roared with fury the voice of their memories spoke with great urgency the trebum had to be very careful now the cylinder would lash out of the land but it would not let them run too far to survive they would have to stay in the eye of the storm as frightening and surprising as this enormous creature was the trebum felt a sense of relief to see it descend from the sky this was a celestial being they'd been told to seek perhaps it held an answer to their troubles as they approached the colossal creature their optimism faded it did not seem to like them at all and now they realized what terrible danger they were in if this creature guarded the way to some holy place then that place must lie below it and being so large the creature most likely could not see what was in front of it or beneath it so perhaps the size of the treble was an advantage after all perhaps they could reach the platform right under the serpent's head relieved that having bested the guardian the trebum now found themselves seeking the help they had been promised who would answer their questions in this place even with the light the maze was difficult to traverse was there some clue in the structures on the walls was the path of sand on the ground meant to help them perhaps others had walked in this place long ago and tried to leave a path for those who would one day follow them [Applause] [Music] encountering another elder was a happy moment the trevor asked how they might survive the cylinder and the elder replied i can feel your fear little ones ever since this cataclysm began we have been seeking ways to stop it but the cylinder is relentless and indestructible it will consume everything in its path so perhaps what we need to do is go behind it i have discovered a mutation that allows us to rise into the sky you must seek a weeping tree from which grows a special fruit that floats as it becomes ripe it is the key to the transformation i have undergone with it you can use geysers to float well above the cylinder's height my only regret is that i have grown too old and weak to help you with this task if you find any glimmer of hope on the other side remember me farewell sadness and fear filled the trebums hearts as they left the eldest cave their only path to salvation was full of uncertainty and they could not forget the thing they had seen lurking behind the cylinder casting a dark shadow over this glimpse of light the trebum had never seen this mysterious tree the elder spoke of they would have to keep moving forward and hope it lays somewhere ahead the cylinder would give them no other choice they were still nowhere near the mysterious tree they were supposed to find but the voice and their memories encouraged them it was wise and matters of root and rock and it could sense the soil under their feet changing step by step they were getting closer what was this monstrous creature was this one of the cylinder servants the ones the elder had warned them off its very form terrified the trevor even the voice on their memories seemed frightened of it and then somehow the trebum remembered the creature's name it was called the mathematician [Music] the mathematician vanished as quickly as he had appeared back to to what what lay behind the cylinder finally the weeping trees that the elder had told them to find were within the trepum's grasp but though the treble my happy they realized that they faced a new challenge the ripe fruit were floating out of reach and the others were enclosed in a hard shell they would have to find a way to crack them open even with the ability to float overcoming the cylinder would have to be done very carefully what they needed was a geyser that was well positioned close to the cylinder when it lay still or their plan would never work they would have to keep looking and meanwhile they would try not to think about what sort of monster could kill one of the flying serpents [Music] in the dream inside the strange giant's mind the voice that spoke to the trevor seemed different it was less like a memory more like something alive but there were so many other voices too lost in this place i remember the mountains of my home the vast forests the clouds hanging low overhead the cities in the valleys where the rivers run i remember the faces of my children and the songs we sang when the stars rose high but i have forgotten the names of all these things and slowly one melts into the other my children would become mountains the forests would become songs [Music] and then all will become one and be nothing there was something hidden in this place and the voice wanted the trebum to find it i remember a city built in the desert in defiance of thirst when nightfall it shone like a jewel and even the stars envy its brightness poets and scientists gathered from around the world and its great observatories scoured the sky for wisdom and beauty that is where we first saw the new star [Music] each voice was a memory a song from a forgotten time slowly fading but some of these memories were trevor memories memories of things that trevor had once been capable of perhaps the voice suggested these could be reclaimed i remember how our towers stretched out the sky yearning for the stars they were symbols of our best and i remember our voices echoing in the canyons as we fall for change for a world that was different then it came and the towers fell and there was no more difference where our voices now where are our songs i only hear one than it is [Music] as the memories returned to the trevor old abilities stolen by the cylinder were finally restored but there was so much more the voice had answers but would have to come back [Music] [Music] this was a place of death and nothingness there were no answers to be found here the voice on their memories urged them to return to the lands of the living [Music] a profound feeling of futility overcame the trevor despite having miraculously survived their encounter with the mathematician they were back to where they'd started to make matters worse ahead of them lay the cold and snowy lands of the tundra not a very nice place for trebum who are not meant to live in the cold they would have to push forward against all odds and pray that they could find help with this new pair of eyes the trebum felt well to be perfectly honest they felt rather silly but despite that the voice in their minds told them with these eyes they could learn much about the creatures they encountered the voice was glad about this it was knowledgeable in the manner of animals and now it could contribute its wisdom to their memories this time the trevor knew what they were feeling here was another servant of the cylinder but what shape would this creature's evil take it did not seem interested in the tremor the servant of the cylinder had released a swarm small parasites had come from within it and attached themselves to the creatures of this area it was somehow using them to corrupt the tower to turn its protective force into a trap all trebum hate parasites by nature and they hated these even more they would have to remove them but how this place made the trebum uncomfortable it felt like a place of desperation where terrible bitter things had happened a long long time ago there was something strange about this new body that trebum thought it was powerful but also a little frightening they now had the ability to mix ingredients in order to create projectiles with which they could attack other creatures this new power might be necessary for their survival but they would have to make sure to use it carefully so they would never become as cruel as the servants of the cylinder [Music] the strangely named evil giant was back what was he hunting for what monstrosities would he summon this time [Music] [Music] the trebum needed to protect themselves against the creature's terrible light perhaps something nearby could help the trebum found themselves gathering around a mysterious projection they seem to think it was an elder this is a recording pool the projection said i left this message here to help you i have discovered the recipe to permanently imbue my body with the power of this mutation and protect it from the evil light of our enemies you must learn to use this formula as i did long before you or you will never gain enough strength to continue our people's struggle the trebum thanked the apparition never knowing that it couldn't hear them [Music] as the trebum prepared to leave the cave the apparition spoke one final time if you are lost and wandering helplessly across the land look to the sky and seek a celestial serpent you will know them by their many tales which hang down from the clouds as the serpents contemplate the matters of the heavens these serpents guard the way to the wisest of our kind who can guide you to salvation the trebum thought of asking the apparition to join them but before they could it had faded away like the voice in their minds it was only a memory the ingredients required for the impervious mutation were all here but stealing an egg was easier said than done and cracking one open was even harder perhaps someone had heard the trebum's prayers after all if there was a flying serpent in this place there might also be a temple and an elder to guide them this time the discovery of a new statue and the knowledge it granted was not a surprise but a welcome sign that there was someone waiting for the drebum as soon as they completed the trials of course as was only appropriate deep in their memories the trebum carried a fragment of knowledge about this temple it had once been a place of learning where wise trepim came to study the crystals which which but the memory was incomplete [Music] the elder was sad to hear the story of the trevor and their failed journey behind the cylinder you have been through so much i wish i did not have to place even greater burdens upon you but we trevor are not meant to live in this cold and cruel place you must continue your voyage you must cross the waters and reach the ancient lands of the desert there lies the only hope for our people you see we trebum once had the means to sing to the stars and build vessels that allowed us to dance in the heavens seek one of these floating palaces they may be the key to finding salvation in these times of despair farewell brave little ones may we meet again someday in another world the projection from the pool shared its wisdom with the trebham and showed them how to protect it from the evil light of their enemies the apparitions spoke to the trebum do not leave this cave without extracting its riches it said the walls hide valuable minerals necessary for our recipes and other important matters now while the common trebum has no way of processing them our crafty ancestors created a mutation capable of performing such a task the apparition faded and the tribum was sad it was almost like losing one of their elders what was this peculiar creature it did not resemble the servants of the cylinder but somehow it seemed oddly menacing and what was that thing pulsating beneath it a heart something in the trebum's ancient memories made them apprehensive the warmer it got the more the monstrous creatures seem to start losing control of its body that must be its weakness beware the voice and their memories cried out the mathematician has been summoned this place was no longer safe [Music] [Music] [Music] as the trebum continued their voyage to the desert they felt a strange sense of being observed but this was not the cruel gaze of the cylinder and its servants no it was almost as if someone was trying to help them laying out a path for them to find the voice in their memories encouraged them to go forward was this a ruin some part of an old temple no not quite [Music] hmm [Music] had the trevor walked into a trap was their journey over [Music] perhaps this strange elder could tell them what was going on but before they could ask the elder spoke the celestial trophala have seen your journey and i have been told of your deeds there's an old bond between our people trebon and trafala we once lived in harmony but the invasion of our world has split us apart if you do not know their song the trophala will not recognize you as a friend so i am here to help you as much as i can the floating palaces you seek lie ahead as you were told but they will be of no use to you unless you reclaim all the powers of our people which the cylinder has stolen there is only one way to do so by entering the portal that links our world to the dreams of the eternal cylinder the greatest of the cylinders servants the mathematician is the gatekeeper he absorbs that which is of value to the cylinder and his master has become intrigued by the crystals that the trophala wear as crowns find these crystals and acquire the mutation which will allow you to appear as one of them thus you will trick the mathematician into granting you passage and now i must return you to the land there is little time the trophala are being hunted and only few are left may you succeed in your quest for all our sakes [Music] the trebum were beginning to understand that there was more to this journey than mere survival so far they had acted only for themselves but now they had been entrusted with a task that would affect many others and although that was frightening the knowledge that they were acting for the greater good gave them strength yes these were the crystals that the trophala used as crowns the trebum wondered what secret powers they hid but there was little time to think about such things as soon the mathematician would make his terrible entrance where was the ingredient that would transform their skin into crystal it had to be nearby [Music] there it was the unifier now the trevor would have to be brave and clever and find a way of defeating this dreadful creature so they could claim the ingredient they needed to transform themselves the unifier was a terrible enemy but in its rage it had revealed its weakness the crystal fragments it was igniting could be used against it the trevor would have to be nimble and make good use of their trunks but this was a challenge they were fit for the triangle-shaped objects that had fallen from the unifier's head must be the ingredients the trevor needed for the mutation [Music] now that the trebum had transformed themselves they would need to find the largest crystal formation in the area that would be their best chance at tricking the mathematician into absorbing them [Music] once again the trebum had returned to the strange place in the giants dreams there were more mysteries to uncover more memories to take back the voice seemed even stronger now yes yes i can almost speak let me tell you your story the song of your people is rich and beautiful before the cylinder came each generation passed on its memories to the next and so you learned to avoid repeating your mistakes slowly you discovered the secrets of your world you built great cities full of wonders and then you sang to the stars to find others like you to share in the joys of existence when you sang to the stars there were many who heard you and raised their voices in song most are gone now save for the tribal your oldest friends when we heard your song it was already too late for us the cylinder was upon us and there was nothing we could do but we are not that different from you we are also not strong or fast and we don't have sharp teeth but we are stubborn the cylinder creates its minions from pieces of what it absorbs so we found a way to help you all of us together these fragments of my people the memories of your ancestors and what's left of all those others who shared our fate a conspiracy of ghosts to sabotage the cylinder and give you a chance there is more to be found memories to be reclaimed and what you need in order to these moments of strength are rare i am i am only but the voice could not continue once more it was only a memory [Music] what was this artificial island on the horizon could it be what the trevor had been told to search for could their adventure be nearing an end with the knowledge they had gained all they now needed to do was to catch a specific kind of fish which would allow them to acquire the wonderful ability to swim without ever getting tired [Music] the tremor were happy to find a friend resting on the island however they quickly realized he was not well the elder told him what a pleasant surprise to find a group of such brave little adventurers oh i'm glad to see your faces before my end i'm sorry to tell you that this structure will not ascend on its own i was hoping someone might bring the lenses that power this palace before the cylinder came but as i can see you do not know of what i speak and this is simply not to be but fear not there are other palaces in the waters of this great desert and resting in the golden dunes of these marvelous plains you will find the hidden treasures that can awaken and lift to their majestic heights the trebum palaces that were once the pride of our people swim over to the other side and seek the triwala that guards my brother's temple he will explain what you must do i wish you luck know that my spirit will dance and sing when you succeed where i have failed the trebum sensed that something was roaming the desert something that did not belong there no doubt the eternal cylinder had once again sent forth its cruel servants perhaps it had taken notice of the trevor and was seeking to stop them from accomplishing their goals the trevor were far from delicate but the stench of these plants was too much even for them they would have to clean them and thoroughly half buried in the sand a monumental structure made of glass and metal was gazing at the sun was this one of the lenses the elder had mentioned without the knowledge required to use it the trebum would have to leave it behind the tremor was surprised to see this temple was protected by some sort of defense mechanism was this some futile attempt to keep out the servants of the cylinder or was there another reason now lost to history seeing the celestial chihuahua the trevor were reminded of all the many creatures that had fallen before the cylinder somewhere out there awaited an elder who did not know of his siblings fate and the trebum felt the weight of the bad news they carried what an inhospitable place this was the air was suffocating in the heat was almost unbearable the trebum would have to make good use of their abilities to overcome the obstacles before them but who would choose to actually live here what terrible things they must have endured in the outside world the elder saw sadness in the trebum's eyes and gave them words of comfort do not mourn for me and my brother i wish only that my end had been like his for when we act in the service of others we become greater than ourselves without losing who we are i was afraid and stayed behind and i am lesser for it but i can feel the tremors in this cave and i know soon my brother and i will be reunited so let me help you while i can you are here to learn about the great lenses that power a trebum palace wander in the desert looking for the brightest glare you can find follow the glare until you find a great structure made of glass you may have encountered one already but to activate them you will need a special mutation the key to this mutation is held by the great god three lenses is all you need and there are many left follow the glares find the gar and you will succeed it is a task fit for the great heroes of old but who says that ordinary little trebum can't be heroes the great gar was neither a predator nor an immediate threat to the trevor however obtaining whatever secret ingredient it kept in its air sac would be no easy task for one thing something in their memories told them that the sack was filled with poisonous gas and for another how does one enter the body of a creature it can even devour sandstorms [Music] the trebump had found a lens there was an odd contraption at its center but they did not know how to activate it this must be why the elder had told them that they needed the mutation from the great god [Music] excitement rushed through the tremor as the massive lens came to life and started rising into the air they had to get off quickly as staying on top of the majestic construct as it rose would be quite dangerous the trevor marveled at the miracle their ancestors had wrought what other incredible things had they built that were now forgotten a question for another day for now the trebum had two more lenses to find be careful of the voice and their memories whispered the servants of the cylinder were gathering in numbers to hunt and trap the trevor now was the time to seek safety and wait for the hunters to desist another lens began rising into the air to think their ancestors had created such things with ease perhaps one day they would regain this knowledge and create miracles of their own the voice and their memories warned the trevor that there was a sinister presence in this place there was no telling what kind of danger lay under the dunes of this desert the trevor were terrified by the monstrosity they had unearthed the voice in their memories warned them this was a powerful servant of the cylinder sent to prevent them from completing their quest no matter how small and frightened they were they had to find a way of fighting it ah there it was floating above a towering pillar was one of the lenses that the trevor had activated would the lens be able to do what the elder had promised him could it really help power a nearby palace at last victory was achingly close three towers waited patiently for the lenses all the trebum needed to do was climb each one and pray that the wrath of the cylinder would be kept at bay until they were done [Music] they seemed to be in luck the ancient device still worked and the two other lenses of the trimmer had so painfully managed to lift into the skies yes there they were just waiting for our little heroes to reach them only one more lens waiting to be awakened only one more struggle across sand or water and they would have achieved the task they were entrusted with it was exhausting but the memory of the two brothers of the desert gave them the strength to keep going [Music] [Music] [Music] the trevor in shock and having barely survived did not know what to think one of their most dangerous enemies lay dead the eternal cylinder was immobile and quiet in the distance the floating palace where they had expected to dance and sing for all those left behind was out of reach and then came a call it was very subtle and weak at first but grew stronger and stronger was it the ones trapped in the cylinder calling to the trevor was it the voice on their memories urging them on the portal into the cylinders dreams lay open they had not yet reclaimed all the abilities of their ancestors wandering that strange world once again would take great bravery but with all they'd been through they had gained the courage to do what needed to be done it might be reckless it might be dangerous but they had to step inside one more time [Music] you have returned can you hear me everything is falling apart but don't underestimate the power of [Music] oneness suffering will continue as long as consciousness remains separate only the unification of all consciousness birth is suffering aging is is suffering death is suffering separation is suffering suffering will end when there is one consciousness and there is no distinction between self and other object and subject that which perceives and that is received [Music] all forms must be made one only when all things [Music] the cylinder will continue until [Music] all is one one is all one is nothing nothing is all there are in its unity keep searching for your memories we're doing what we can to help it's difficult to explain [Music] if we could push them [Music] have been ejected but the cylinder was trying to compensate it was clear that the voice was getting weaker [Music] what had happened how long had they been in the cylinders mind it had felt like a short time to the trebum but when they returned the world had changed it seemed as if parts of the cylinder itself had spilled out its dreams corrupting the land the cylinder laid still but there was no sign of the mathematician [Music] [Music] the cylinder kept moving that the mathematician had been struck down mean nothing to it it was the master it was eternal its servants were only tools if they broke they would be tossed aside [Music] whatever had changed the outside world had crept into this place as well maybe that is why the air smelled so bad or maybe this place had become a two witnessing the descent of the chihuahua had once filled the treble with fear but now it was a sign that the world though infected had not surrendered to the cylinder the trevor wondered at the strange mechanism their ancestors had created it made them think about time and how it changed everything the old world had passed and now the new was struggling to be born [Music] the were relieved to find an elder alive in the cave but what she had to tell them was sobering the end draws near my friends the elder said the mathematician may seem dead but the servants of the cylinder are not so easily defeated i can feel your despair but trust me there is light where you see only darkness you have accomplished a great deed for our people you have reclaimed our powers from the cylinder no one has done such a thing before now you need only board the floating palace and leave with the secrets of our kind restored but you cannot do this on your own you will need the help of our oldest friends find the creatures that feast on the fallen triwala and steal from them what they have stolen with that ingredient you will acquire a great power the power to communicate with the trowala they are the only ones who can lift you into the heavens and carry you to your salvation the trevor tried to imagine the creature they were looking for what an enormous monstrous beast it must be to devour the mighty truana even just imagining such a creature was frightening but they had never let fear stop them before and they wouldn't start now could the creature that the elder had spoken of be nearby what a strange place the trip um thought but even stranger were the feelings that stirred in their memories like a voice from a lost world long ago yes their worst fears had come true the mathematician was alive and now he had brought forth this wheeled monstrosity the nightmare never end bringing down this towering monstrosity seemed almost impossible to the trevor but all problems have a solution if you're clever enough and this one was no different the creature grabbed at its prey so blindly and so greedily it could be made to absorb almost anything [Music] the trebum decided that this was not the sort of place where they might find a creature capable of eating a truana no this place was tainted nothing alive would want to stay here they would have to continue their search for the great beast the trebum found the sinister creature that the elder had told them about however this creature was still in the process of eating its meal and it could take a long time for it to complete its terrible feast they would have to keep going and find another at least they now knew what type of creature to look for at last one of the creatures was walking around carelessly in the corrupted planes of what was left of the world all that trevor needed to do was to steal its core or more precisely the core it had stolen from whatever poor traffic it had eaten but the creature though slow and uninterested in the tiny trebuck had a frightful layer of teeth protecting its prize could a nimble enough trebum snatch that prize right out of its jaws a memory awoke within the travel of an ancient ritual a song at the top of a trebum tower to forge a bond between trebum and trafala that was the purpose of these structures and luckily one was nearby as soon as the trevor mutated it began to feel a core as if it was being drawn to some place nearby it was now the master of song and it was time for its voice to be heard at the top of this tower right here in this place and with the proper mutation now was the time for the trebum to sing [Music] who calls for us in this time of darkness who has learned the ancient song have our old friends remember us here our voice stream there is little time left and the match is at stake it was long ago that your people sent to the heavens your song traveled far into the cosmos and we listened here on your world we made a new beginning leaving behind the sorrows of our history we began to build a better world a world of friendship and harmony but the beauty of your song appears to time and space far into the darkest and coldest corners of the universe that's how the cylinder found us and when it came it took everything from us the bright future we had dreamt of is gone but we bear you no ill-will old friends silence may be safer but what is a life without song you reached out to the stars because you are full of hope and that hope must be preserved we know what you are trying to accomplish and we will help you but we require your help to see me strike at the abomination and then meet me where only shattered pieces are left hear me travel you carry in your bodies the entirety of your people's history written into your very a great gift that only your kind possesses thanks to this gift you have been able to reclaim much of what the cylinder stole from you but we do not share your gift we have lost so much if we die there will be nothing to remember us by and if we live it will be as shadows of our ancestors but when the cylinder's dreams spill into the world a glimpse of hope tumbles out with them fragments of our past have fallen into this land and only you can reclaim them using your people's gift the cylinder and its eternal arrogance does not want to move what it has conquered so it has formed these strange alien heads to protect the fragments soon it will wake from its slumber and re-absorb them consume this fragment let our memories become yours and then seek out two more that is all we require enough for us to be remembered and maybe to become ourselves again do this for us and we shall carry you to your palace now go seek two more towers and call for our help and then all this will finally end the voice urged them to go forward and reclaim the memories of the troala as the trebum reached this new area they were glad to see two great towers nearby this was a fortunate turn of events as soon they would be able to fulfill their promise to the triwala but something felt wrong there was something unnatural about these animals could it be that the eternal cylinder was aware of the trebums actions and was trying to stop them [Music] better so [Music] the mighty trawala had been cast down was this the end was all in vain so it seemed at first but a small crack had been opened and a ray of light had escaped the darkness in a world where titans clashed and monsters battled it was only the smallest and most unlikely of heroes who could make a difference sometimes it is the actions of the tiniest of creatures working together that can change the future when everything is broken they are the only ones who can fit through the cracks the trebum had fought this creature before and beaten it they would do so again for themselves for the trial and for the future brave treble we thank you for your courage for so long we have lost all hope and you only rage now we are humbled to see our past and our future all carried within such a small creature when you are ready let the driven that holds all three of your natural mutations call us and we will lift you up to the vessel which you have fought so hard to reach but make sure you are prepared for we shall not be able to return you to this land [Music] had recovered the lost memories now the voice said they had to keep going to find the chihuahua and renew the ancient bond of friendship that was once the pride of this world the trebham sense that somewhere nearby there was another structure like the one that had used to summon the troala in the depths of the frozen tundra and so the trebum knew that the end was near [Music] there are so few of us now perhaps tomorrow or in a hundred and all that years remain on us will be the memories you carry inside you or perhaps through some miracle we will rise again and our children will carry your children across [Music] [Music] is is that using the terms saying to us of who we were and the things that we witnessed in the days when the treadmill and the true well lived together under the same stars [Music] [Music] you must survive protect the memories just stay alive the truala will help [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] my [Music] just a little longer hang on [Music] [Music] so [Music] so [Music] [Music] um thank you my young friends you have accomplished what thousands of civilizations before you failed to you've shown that the cylinder is imperfect it may not have lost the warp but it certainly lost a battle and that's never happened before there's so much more i wish i could tell you but there's not enough of me left and i have one final goal so forgive me for inserting myself into your memories and for having to leave them again so soon [Music] hmm [Music] [Music] so [Music] [Music] so [Music] [Music] so [Music] [Music] thank you [Music] [Music] [Music] and so the trebum who were not the strongest nor the fastest and who did not have sharp teeth escaped the eternal cylinder they did not become one but stubbornly stayed many and they learned to be loyal not only to their own kind but to others their great victory over the inevitable was the victory of generations of the elders and the truala and my own people whose name i cannot remember but even as what is left of me fades away and though one day the cylinder may resume its destruction i know that i was part of this family if only for a little while and that gives me hope [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] [Applause] [Music] [Music] [Music] you

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Length: 90min 24sec (5424 seconds)

Published: Wed Oct 06 2021