r/masseffectfics • u/A_Dozen_Lemmings • 20d ago
Discussion A Post Canon Thought experiment.
(Just a fun thought I've had rattling around the ol' noodle for a bit now and finally wrote out while listening to Vigil's Theme.)
Imagine for a moment. A decade after the Reaper War.
Javik is becoming an older man now. He's been helping Liara write her book and, perhaps most importantly. His own curiosity about the nature of the Prothean Empire before the harvest of his cycle, has begun to pique.
Years pass. He mourns, he reflects. He bears witness to the final stands of of his people. Even spread over hundreds of years across dozens of systems that had been isolated centuries before he himself had been born.
One Last voice to mourn his civilization, tattered though it had become by the time he was born into it.
But... On this latest world, in yet another dusty place full of the half fossilized remains of his species, he hears a familiar signal.
Faint through the hard bedrock and the interference of a harsher atmosphere a thin voice chimes in half forgotten tonal patterns.
"You, Are Prothean. You are not indoctrinated."
For a moment his breath catches.
But no, it's just a VI.
This isn't even the first time he's encountered one, on these many digs Liara undertakes.
Just another fading system reacting to the fading remnant of a dead people.
"Is it time to wake?"
And suddenly, everything it means to be Javik, changes.