The crowd roars above me, a savage beast crying for my banishment, the death of my avatar. They have yet to come for me, to fetch me from this prison to face my condemnation.
There is no question about whether I'm guilty. Everyone knows what I did, and some even understand why it happened, but no one is willing to listen. No one is willing to hear the case of a man who has served the Plexus as a faithful guardian for his entire life, and even those who know the circumstances are so bloodthirsty that this hearing is more spectacle than it is justice.