Tesla #369 Diary Entry 3
My memory of the True Tesla has now become clouded, with visions of what to come and what may have been, as the 369th of his name I cannot say. For we are all shadows of the man, serving as acolytes in his inquisitions against the wickedness of powerful men.
Although new names are whispered, those deemed to return to carbon, the believers branded in the Church of Tesla know that our actions, no matter how violent, how inhuman they may seem, are in fact for the betterment of humanity. For is heat not free? Food not in plenty? Are the trees not tall, or the waters not blue? War no longer exists because it no longer has an opportunity to exist. Prosperity and Plenty for All in this new world we have created, for this is his doing, our doing, my doing. The one True Tesla".
