"The link," Colt whispered, looking at the "Heritage Shotgun" in his other hand. The designs were identical. The technology was a loop, just like his day. Humanity had found the Void, used it, lost it, and found it again.
"From the basement of history, Jules," Colt said, raising the folding blade he’d found next to the pistol. "Turns out, we aren't the first ones to try and live forever."
"Colt? You there?" Julianna’s voice sounded distant, distorted by a thousand years of static. deathloop-game-link
Colt didn’t know about the Kaldwin era or the Great Burning. He didn't know that the "Anomalies" the AEON Program studied were actually the final, dying gasps of the Void—the same dimension that once fueled the terrifying powers of Corvo Attano and Emily Kaldwin.
He pulled out the old pistol. As he did, his slab glowed with a violet intensity he’d never seen. The "Slabs" were nothing more than stabilized fragments of the Void, man-made trinkets designed to mimic the ancient magic. "The link," Colt whispered, looking at the "Heritage
"Where did you get that gun, Colt?" she asked, her voice dropping the sarcasm. She sounded... afraid.
He saw Julianna standing on a rooftop above him, her sights leveled at his head. But she stopped. She saw the black smoke rising from his feet. Humanity had found the Void, used it, lost
He realized then that the "Loop" wasn't just a machine. The AEON scientists had poked a hole into the heart of an ancient god's grave. Blackreef was sitting on the ruins of a civilization that had played with the same fire and been consumed by it.