He has left you.
He will not comming back.
He lost his Stuff her, In the deep of this Moon.
In the labyrinth of tunnel that he has drill for the Greed of "Erchius"
So long and distractedly that no one can follow them.
We have Kill him. Force him to reborn on his tiny Ship.
He has the chance to came back.
To search for You.
But he run away. Don't even trying to find you.
Even forget the Moon on that he has left you.

And now you are damit to stay on that barren Death Moon.
Cold, merciless, waiting for him that he came back. Slowly starve. Hoping that the Death final will free you.
We all has waiting for the Death. We all hope to find Freedom with us.
But this is the true price of the Erchius. It will not let us go.
There is no Freedom for US all as long a singel "Erchius" molecule exist on this Death Moon.
We was not your Enemy. We was never the Enemy of all visiter here.

You have our mercy...