She told me to make sure it wasn't all for nothing. That I had to push on through desolate and unforgiving dunes. I'm the last of the Traveler's chosen, I am Vanguard and I am alone. Lost to the sands and memories, like so many other things since the fall. Like all Vanguard my place in this world is too protect humanity, but when all I think of is my brothers in arms and how I lost them. How I lost her. I ask why... When Earth will crumble like the city buried in front of me... Wait. A city. "What is this place?", I asked myself. This is my salvation and how I will keep my promise to her. It won't be for nothing because I have found a way to continue the path. My Vanguard brothers' deaths won't be in vain because the lost city is found. As I walk up the ancient steps I take in the surroundings.  Giant buildings, degraded by sand storms, tower over me; the husk like buildings more ambient than one would expect. The wind whistled through windowless panes, metal creaked, and shuffling sounds ever so slight but not unheard. I'm being hunted, I look up at the decaying lettering, "Station". This is where my journey will begin. I draw my weapon as I vow to make the deaths of my comrades worth more than a sacrifice. As I walk into the darkness of the "Station", I tell myself, "It wasn't all for nothing."