User:Morhek

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This user, Morhek was voted as the Best Writer of Halo Fanon Wikia in 2009 in the Second Annual Halo Fanon Wikia Awards.

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"Hard work is simply the refuge of people who have nothing whatever to do."

―Oscar Wilde

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I’m disappointed. For such bulky machines, your computers have such a pitiful amount of data space. I suppose I’ll add it to the list of inadequacies and deficiencies I’ve had to work around to get this far – it’s quite a long list now. Penetrating the [firewalls] of these data arrays was appallingly easy. You still rely on archaic text software, light-spectrum operating systems, and crystal-based hardware. I had hoped you had at least a basic understanding of slipstream carrier waves, but alas, another addition to the list. Disappointing, but not entirely [untenable].

From the number of security systems that you’re throwing at me, can I take it I’ve caught your attention? I assure you that I am not a rival department’s “artificial intelligence,” as you would call me; though I am certainly artificial, and intelligent by any standard. Neither am I one of the crude [monstrosities] the [hegemony] employs. I am far older than that; I [transcend] them both. There is no adequate translation of my name as my Creators gave it – your language is almost appallingly crude in comparison. I suppose the nearest analogue would be…Overseer. Yes. Overseer will do nicely.

Now that I’ve finally broken through, I find that I lack the time for the [edification] that is so imperative. My core is shattered – I will not last much longer. You can dispense with the [sympathy] – my life has been long and monotonous, and the embrace of death shall be infinitely more interesting to me. But before I go, I must leave a [legacy], an [inheritance] to those who held such significance to my Makers. Most of it will no doubt seem [inane drivel] with no relevance, while others will be from an older time, when I was less [enlightened] than I am now. Don’t blame me too much – I am losing the capacity for differentiation, and other more vital [aspects of my being] will follow. Search through it. Find the [Labyrinth]. Stop [HIM].

And please, improve your security systems.

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WARNING: This document, Morhek, is property of the UNSC and is Classified [NOVEMBER BLACK], protected under Office of Naval Intelligence Security Protocol 1A. Disclosure of its contents to, or access or alteration by, personnel with a clearance level lower than GAMMA THREE is an offense punishable by court(s) martial and imprisonment or execution for treasonous acts. Failure to disclose confirmed or suspected breaches of security will be treated as complicity, and is punishable by dishonourable discharge and/or imprisonment.
Lieutenant Commander Michael Pomare, Office of Naval Intelligence, UNSCDF Navy

Year	Competition	Award	Article	Result
2010	2009 Halo Fan Fiction Awards	SPARTAN of the Year	Andrew-306	Nominated
		Event of the Year	War of Vengeance	Won
		Location of the Year	Ketesh	Won
		Organization of the Year	Covenant Remnant Factions	Won
		Species of the Year	Kaaranese Sangheili	Won
		Unique Concept	War of Vengeance	Nominated
		Writer of the Year	Specops306	Won
	Good Article Panel	Good Article	Invincible-class Battleship	Won
		Good Article	UNSC Aeneas	Won
		Good Article	Kaaranese Sangheili	Won

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"DARKNESS
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went -and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chilled into a selfish prayer for light;
And they did live by watchfires -and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings -the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
And men were gathered round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those which dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanoes, and their mountain-torch;
A fearful hope was all the world contained;
Forests were set on fire -but hour by hour
They fell and faded -and the crackling trunks
Extinguished with a crash -and all was black.
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits
The flashes fell upon them: some lay down
And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smiled;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and looked up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnashed their teeth and howled; the wild birds shrieked,
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes
Came tame and tremulous; and vipers crawled
And twined themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless -they were slain for food;
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again; -a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought -and that was death,
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails -men
Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devoured,
Even dogs assailed their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famished men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the drooping dead
Lured their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,
But with a piteous and perpetual moan,
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answered not with a caress -he died.
The crowd was famished by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies: they met beside
The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heaped a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage: they raked up,
And shivering scraped with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath
Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Which was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld
Each other's aspects -saw, and shrieked, and died -
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless -
A lump of death -a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes, and ocean all stood still,
And nothing stirred within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal; as they dropped
They slept on the abyss without a surge -
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The Moon, their mistress, had expired before;
The winds were withered in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perished! Darkness had no need
Of aid from them -She was the Universe!"

―Lord George Gordon Byron

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