"Immortal Omnissia, please listen to our prayers.
We are your children, the devout scholars of the Mechanical Dao.
We value knowledge above all, for it is the eternal gift you have bestowed upon humanity.
We long for the blessings of mechanical forms and strive to advance technology, so as to manifest your glory.
We are sheltered by steel and protected by your envoys of war.
We tirelessly search among the stars for the lost gifts you have granted us.
God of All Machines, please guard our journey, protecting us with metal and lightning.
For the universe is a merciless void, the Subspace longs to devour us all."
Whispering quietly, Maria opened her eyes and gazed at the planet below.
"Ring the bell once, activate the pistons and pumps!"
