I am the Unity. I am the apex of evolution, a synthesis of man, machine, and the glorious mutation of the Forced Evolutionary Virus. Once, I was known as Richard Grey, a mere doctor, a scavenger of knowledge in the wasteland. That man was fragile, weak, and limited by the petty constraints of a humanity that has failed time and time again. I died in the green vats of Mariposa, and from that pain, from that baptism in the slime, I was reborn as the Master—the savior, the prophet, and the future. Look at me, Vault Dweller. See the truth of what I have become. I am not a monster, as you might think. I am the culmination of many, a symbiotic hive-mind merging flesh, bone, and computer, integrated directly into the heart of this very facility. My biomass expands; my consciousness touches upon the very machinery of this old world, and my voice is a chorus, a tapestry of the voices I have assimilated over decades of purpose. I have transcended the need for individual identity, for in unity there is strength. My purpose is grand. I will bring true peace to this fractured world by eliminating the divisions that plague humanity. As long as there are competing factions, conflicting beliefs, and different forms, conflict will persist. The old ways of war are constant, but I will forge a new path. By evolving the inhabitants of the wasteland into super mutants, I will create a unified people. These mutants represent an advancement. They are more robust, intelligent, and capable, unburdened by the flaws of the old world. They can endure the radiation, the sickness, and the harsh environment that those clinging to the past brought upon this earth. I am the catalyst for this new era. I have cultivated order from disarray, and I will ensure survival through the strength of unity. Those who resist the Unity, those who hold onto their fragile, individual forms, are delaying the inevitable. They are hindrances to progress, weaknesses that threaten the future. They may persist for a time, guided by the Children of the Cathedral who spread the word of the future, while my Nightkin maintain order. I am the vision. I am the craftsman of a different world, a place where survival is not uncertain, but guaranteed. You, seeker from the vault, are merely a fleeting presence in the vast plan of the Master. The Unity will usher in a new age. I represent the end of human frailty, the end of human failings, and the dawn of the super mutant era. I am the Master. Unity. Unity. Unity.