One Final Effort

The One Final Effort is a Pre-Hardmode Codex found in Dynasty Chests within the Sanchon Mining Facility. It can be read by left-clicking it while the Traveller's Journal is in the player's inventory, and can be accessed in the Codexes section in the Traveller's Journal.

Lore
The Overseers are gone. Their word means nothing now. All those strange rooms that I had been assigned to guard, of which our superiors walked in and out daily yet denied us underlings access are now mine to witness. My body gets weaker everyday, but the truth. It tastes so sweet. The Overseers, no. WE caused this. Sanchon awoke the God from it's slumber, and when it welcomed us, we instead exploited it. Yet, none of us can truly shoulder the blame. The Miners dug up God and awoke It. The Foremen and Overseers opted to abuse It. In time, the riches obtained from this systemic destruction of a passive being spurred the miners on, and so the cycle continues. And us Guards? Our crime was that of complacency. I always knew something supernatural was going on, having read the geologists' report and all that. I heard the hastening of It's heartbeat, the seeming screams that come from below. The numbed faces of It's torturers as they strode out of the chamber. And now, it consumes all in vengeful fury. Although it sends It's legions of the rock-borne to slaughter my colleagues, I cannot help but feel some sympathy for it. We have all but become that evil corporation often starring as the villain in fictional tales. And yes, I still stand by the fact that no one single person can shoulder all the blame for this. But I am going to do exactly that. One final effort. I shall walk into the centre of it's domain and say my apologies on behalf of this now disbanded company, and accept the corresponding death sentence. I hope that this can satiate it's anger, so that my friends can go home. Have I gone insane? Most probably. But getting to the surface is obviously not an option, unlike what the others believe (at least when I first left them). And if I fail, then so be it. Either way, I will most likely die, and although I like my new family of miners much more than the mother that caged me and the father that hates me, I never liked this life much anyways. -A. Povedian