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It is not often that Men are granted the opportunity to behold gods. After the great storm shook the foundation of Cusco, and the terrible sickness unlike any ever recorded overtook the populace, we deliberated over what could possibly have been done to cause the deities to ravage us so. the endless capacocha that were carried out to attempt to right whatever wrongs we had committed did nothing to quell the plague, and soon, the sickness became the least of our worries. over the mountains in the east, strange lights began to appear at irregular intervals of the day, and a cacophony of thunderous and screeching sounds unrecognizable to the ears of any man echoed over the land. for more than a month, the commoners and Inka alike cowered in their homes, and the sacrifices dwindled as even the great priests fell to the plague. When death claimed the Sapa Inka, we knew that all hope was lost, as the divine were punishing even their own kind, and I was ordered by the Willaq Umu, along with some of the other few remaining priests to investigate the peak from which the divine light was emanating in a final attempt to understand why we were being swept from existence. The journey was perilous, and as we neared our destination, immense clouds of smoke billowed from the peak, and the rate at which the illness damaged the bodies of my companions intensified.

I alone made it to the top of the peak,
I alone was spared.
I alone met Inti, and Basked in the blaze of his fire, displayed before me as the incomprehensible array of dazzling lights he set forth from his body
I, and I alone, know the true form of those that we have worshiped, and I alone am left alive to watch them leave.

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"Hey, Jhdhe-aaaa, what was that you said about the engines causing harm to the biological entities on this planet?"
"I told you, it renders them inert, the scans showed that the emissions are toxic for them; causes total organ failure. didn't you knotice all of the inert vegetation in the area when we first crashed?"
"nah, I thought that was just what the stuff was supposed to look like, but, anyway, it looks like some sort of biped is approaching, I guess it's not native to this planet if it's not inert."
"It has to be native to this planet, there's no dhdhe station in this miserable place, no one from anywhere respectable would be here if they hadn't relied on a faulty drive system baught at a second hand shop, like you told me to!! if there is sentient life here, it hasn't broken out of its star system yet; I told you, we are totally lost!"
"yea, well, you never know, I'm gonna go ask it for directions, maybe it knows how to reach GSGSGW-metak..."
"ha, sure, you might as well ask if it knows how to fix this confounded drive, I've nearly got the fusion engine up and running, but that's going to get us nowhere fast, and I haven't flown this thing manually since my twentieth generation of offspring hatched!"
"huh, well, it seems tot to really have known anything, I think it's pretty dumb, it's weird it's not inert like everything else."
"yea, well, who cares, I think we're just about ready to go, I really wish these craft were sold with more efficient maintenance systems, I should NOT have needed to spend so many planetary cycles materializing parts from the local elements..."
"Take it up with the sales rep when we get back, I'm sick of this place."

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so... Inca... please note, I just wrote this story, a bit after I finished this painting, so the person depicted here may not nessecarilly be the most historically accurate Inca priest...

Description
It is not often that Men are granted the opportunity to behold gods. After the great storm shook the foundation of Cusco, and the terrible sickness unlike any ever recorded overtook the populace, we deliberated over what could possibly have been done to cause the deities to ravage us so. the endless capacocha that were carried out to attempt to right whatever wrongs we had committed did nothing to quell the plague, and soon, the sickness became the least of our worries. over the mountains in the east, strange lights began to appear at irregular intervals of the day, and a cacophony of thunderous and screeching sounds unrecognizable to the ears of any man echoed over the land. for more than a month, the commoners and Inka alike cowered in their homes, and the sacrifices dwindled as even the great priests fell to the plague. When death claimed the Sapa Inka, we knew that all hope was lost, as the divine were punishing even their own kind, and I was ordered by the Willaq Umu, along with some of the other few remaining priests to investigate the peak from which the divine light was emanating in a final attempt to understand why we were being swept from existence. The journey was perilous, and as we neared our destination, immense clouds of smoke billowed from the peak, and the rate at which the illness damaged the bodies of my companions intensified.

I alone made it to the top of the peak,
I alone was spared.
I alone met Inti, and Basked in the blaze of his fire, displayed before me as the incomprehensible array of dazzling lights he set forth from his body
I, and I alone, know the true form of those that we have worshiped, and I alone am left alive to watch them leave.

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"Hey, Jhdhe-aaaa, what was that you said about the engines causing harm to the biological entities on this planet?"
"I told you, it renders them inert, the scans showed that the emissions are toxic for them; causes total organ failure. didn't you knotice all of the inert vegetation in the area when we first crashed?"
"nah, I thought that was just what the stuff was supposed to look like, but, anyway, it looks like some sort of biped is approaching, I guess it's not native to this planet if it's not inert."
"It has to be native to this planet, there's no dhdhe station in this miserable place, no one from anywhere respectable would be here if they hadn't relied on a faulty drive system baught at a second hand shop, like you told me to!! if there is sentient life here, it hasn't broken out of its star system yet; I told you, we are totally lost!"
"yea, well, you never know, I'm gonna go ask it for directions, maybe it knows how to reach GSGSGW-metak..."
"ha, sure, you might as well ask if it knows how to fix this confounded drive, I've nearly got the fusion engine up and running, but that's going to get us nowhere fast, and I haven't flown this thing manually since my twentieth generation of offspring hatched!"
"huh, well, it seems tot to really have known anything, I think it's pretty dumb, it's weird it's not inert like everything else."
"yea, well, who cares, I think we're just about ready to go, I really wish these craft were sold with more efficient maintenance systems, I should NOT have needed to spend so many planetary cycles materializing parts from the local elements..."
"Take it up with the sales rep when we get back, I'm sick of this place."

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so... Inca... please note, I just wrote this story, a bit after I finished this painting, so the person depicted here may not nessecarilly be the most historically accurate Inca priest...