Saren Arterius, the rogue spectre and great betrayer of the galaxy, was cornered. Virmire was not only confirmed to be housing his sickening krogan breeding facility, but it was acting as his base of operations.

What followed suite was an assault, reinforced by salarian strike teams and the allies you befriended in your journey to bring Saren to an end. The facility had heavy resistance, indoctrinated forces were persistent on halting your progress. You were both out-gunned and out-numbered. But they weren't a spectre. Through tactics and team-work, you paved an unstoppable path of want and liberation. The numbers of Saren's hiding places were thinning as you marched through the facility.

Saren's communication hub. It was dimly lit--some parts of the room were shrouded in darkness. Though it was nice to have some peace and quiet, you couldn't shake the feeling of soon-to-be consequences. Your suspicion proved true.

A VI interface flickered to life, illuminating the room in a soft red hue. It appeared identical to Saren's flagship, Sovereign.

"You are not Saren." The VI spoke with a menacingly ethereal tone. Both of your accompanying squadmates were baffled by what they were seeing.