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'''Chozo Lore''' refers to writings left behind by the [[Chozo]] colonizers of [[Tallon IV]], in the game [[Metroid Prime (game)|Metroid Prime]]. Here are the transcriptions of those writings. The transcriptions are taken from the North American NTSC version of the game and differ from the PAL region version.
'''Chozo Lore''' refers to writings left behind by the [[Chozo]] colonizers of [[Tallon IV]], in the game [[Metroid Prime (game)|Metroid Prime]]. Here are the transcriptions of those writings. The transcriptions from the North American NTSC version differ from the PAL region version.
 
=NTSC version=


==Beginnings==
==Beginnings==
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More and more, our tormented minds turn to the Newborn. As the world continues to shift into brutal, disconnected images, she remains inarguably real: a fearless figure delving deeper into this blighted world, unmindful of the terrors that await her. Was she this way before? When we Chozo found her, a fledgling orphaned on a savaged planet, did a warriors pulse already beat in her veins, filling her with righteous fury? Our hopes lie with her. We leave these messages for her, that she may find our Artifacts and deliver the world
More and more, our tormented minds turn to the Newborn. As the world continues to shift into brutal, disconnected images, she remains inarguably real: a fearless figure delving deeper into this blighted world, unmindful of the terrors that await her. Was she this way before? When we Chozo found her, a fledgling orphaned on a savaged planet, did a warriors pulse already beat in her veins, filling her with righteous fury? Our hopes lie with her. We leave these messages for her, that she may find our Artifacts and deliver the world
from its evils. Wraiths we may be, but our reach is still long indeed. We shall fight these invaders, and the Poison they would master, until the end.
from its evils. Wraiths we may be, but our reach is still long indeed. We shall fight these invaders, and the Poison they would master, until the end.
=PAL version=
==Beginnings==
The history of the Chozo stretches into ancient times, so far into the fog of
the past that we know of where out ancestors came from. One thing is clear,
however: the Chozo who colonized Tallon IV made a conscious choice to eschew a
civilization of advanced technology. They chose to live in harmony with nature,
guided by the providence of the universe. As this city grows, we plan to honor
them with written tributes, carvings etched in stone to remind us always of
their legacy.
==Hamonization==
Many long years have past since we Chozo first took root in this land. The
passage of time has always been a source of facination to us; it is the belief
of many Chozo sages that the truths of the universe lite within the tumbling
currents of time's flow. Even as we search for answers there, however, we find
illumination in others, unexpected places. We know not how the ability has come
to us, but recently, many Chozo have begun to sense things beyond the realm of
ordinary perception. Strange sights and inexplicable sensations flood out
minds, filling us with visions of the past and future. We take this growing
ability to be a sign or our burgeoning harmonization with the infinite;
perhaps, finally, the universe's secrets are becoming known to us.
== Purification ==
Our sanctuary grows by the day. We Chozo know much of technology, but we do not
worship it. Our home here on Tallon IV will be a place of simplicity:
structures hewn from the stone, bridges woven with branches, hallways caressed
by pure waters. We build around the ancient and noble trees, drawing from their
strength and giving them our own in return. All that is wild will flow around
us here; our race will just be one more group or creatures in the knit of
nature. It is our hope that such a state will bring with it great wisdom and a
greater understanding of the nature of the universe.
== Worm ==
Many Chozo are gifted with the distant sight, and even more begin to learn it
as out harmonization with the universe becomes more and more complete. We peer
forwards, seeing prophecy in the ripples of the water, hearing rumours of
coming days on the breath of the wind. Though we celebrate the distant sight,
many of these visions are dark - the worse of the prophecies, and the most
common, tells of the coming of the Worm. Born from parasites, nurtured in a
poisoned womb, the Worm grows, devouring from withinm until the world begins to
rot. Not all prophecies come to pass, of course, but we cannot help but fear
this dark portent.
==Meteor Strike==
Unforeseen by sages, a meteor came as if from nowhere, casting a dark shadow of
debris over the land with the violence of its impact. Its destructive force
spent, the fallen star burnt itself out rapidly, and the incident should have
faded into memory... but the meteor brought with it destruction. A Great Poison
burst forth into the land, a strange energy that clawed at natural life with a
ferocity that seemed almost sentient. Bound by out ignorance of this
phenomenon, we Chozo could only watch in horror as this dark force slowly began
to spread across the surface of Tallon IV.
==Spreading Evil==
The cries of this duing land echo in our ears as we Chozo watch the Great
Poison seep ever further into the living pulse of the planet. The dark energy
sinks into the trees and waters, devouring all life. Peaceful beasts die by the
thousands - some creatures survive, but their forms grow as twisted and evil as
the force that fell from the sky. Many of these mutated monstrosities remain
small enough to do little harm, but others grow enourmous and threaten out very
existance. One such beast defiles our sacred fountain, disgorging poison from
its foul form, replacing pure, flowing water with casades of creeping death.
Even in the face of such horror, we Chozo do not turn in fear. We are all that
stands in the way of this Great Poison, and is our duty to contain it.
==Fountain==
The future is a vague thing, ever-changing and always in doubt. Even if we
Chozo could gain the ability to foresee the future, it would be a hollow gift,
for we could never hope to control what is yet to occur. The fountain is an
example of this - the day many come when its water dries up, and there is
nothing we could do to stop such a tragedy. But we do know this: unlike the
uncertain flow of water, the power of out will is strong and enduring. The will
of the Chozo will never dry up.
==Cipher==
As the Great Poison reaches even further into the planet, we Chozo begin to
feel the gnawings of despair - before it is too late, we must now make our last
stand. We have begun to make a temple to contain this darkness; at its heart we
will place a Cipher, a mystical lock powered by twelve Artifacts and filled
with as much power as we Chozo can harness. We wonder, though - even when we
are done, will it be too late? And will the power of the temple, and the Cipher
itself, prove strong enough to hold back the poisonous tide that even now
swells within the ground, threatening all life.
==Great Poison==
What is this otherworldly pestilence? that infests the lan, seeking out life
for its blind need for corruption? And where did the meteor that brought it
originate? Was it crafted by alien hands or is it a roving chunk of planet that
suffered a violent end? Our minds quail in horror at the thought that long ago,
in some cornor of the universe as yet unseen by our eyes, an entire planet was
perhaps coated in this Great Poison. Whatever cataclysm may have ruptured that
doomed place must have been mighty, indeed... and if other meteors from it
spread through space, bearing this evil to the far corners of the universe...
We hold fast to the hope that this is not so, that the only surviving remnants
of this evil are here, on Tallon IV. Then, at least, there is hope for its
eradication.
==Entrusted One==
So many creatures suffer beneath the blight upon the land, and we Chozo are no
exception. But for all of our pain, we can at least believe in the promise of
the future; unlike the apparitions that have begun to appear, entities feel
neither hope nor solace. We call these doomed souls The Turned - taking ghostly
Chozo forms, they know no reason beyond the instinctive urge to protect our
lands. They will likely exist in limbo forever. We have come to believe that a
time may never come when we can once again open the door and banish the
darkness we've contained. Even so, our vigilance will forever remain. We
believe that on some far-off day, a savior will come and continue what we have
begun. For that savior, we will leave our ancient weapons and armour - the soul
who can gather them will be the Entrusted One, the only one that can reverse
the evil that grows here.
==Contain==
The containment of the Great Poison... This task has fallen to the Chozo, and
we will not flee from our duty, even as we suffer with the land and its
creatures. We will pour our will into the Twelve - the Artifacts that, when
brought together, form the lock that hols this great evil at bay in the depths
of the planet. This lock must stand up to all who might come to assault it. To
perserve the power of the seal, and to protect it from those who would meddle
for their own designs, we will spread the Artifacts across the land, hiding
them from prying eyes. The lock must never open until when this disaster can
finally be put right.
==Prophecy of Light==
Throughout our living nightmare, as we battle with this unyielding darkness, we
Chozo see a light. This light glows with promise, chasing the shadows cast by
the Great Poison and purifying that which has grown toxic. It is strange,
though - at times it looks to our eyes as if the light coalesces into the
figure of a woman. Burning brightly, the luminescence descends from space then
retreats back into infinite blackness from whence it came. When this prophecy
comes to pass, when the light recedes, the Chozo's long vigilance of
containment will finally come to an end.
==Cradle==
None know if our temple, the Cradle, will prove powerful enough to contain this
evil forever. For now, it wraps around that abomination, cutting it off from
the world above. But how can we Chozo hope for the Cradle to remain intact when
that which it guards writhes in the darkness growing always stronger? The fate
of this world rests with the gathering of Artifacts we call the Cipher, but
but even it is not all-powerful. It is strong, yes; an enchanted whole made of
twelve links. Still, it is finite in its reach, and we who guard it are slowly
succumbing. Will the Entrusted One arrive before you vigilance crumbles away?
That time rapidly approaches...
==Infestation==
To the Entrusted One: if you read these words, then out hope has not been in
vain. Your path is fraught with danger - monstrosities beyond description lurk
in the shadows, starving, hunting for prey, searching for ways to quench the
poisonous urges that bloom in their brains. Some of these are shrewd, but they
are blinded by their evil designs: believing in black promise of the Great
Poison, they seeek to harness it for their own ends. It is these last that are
the greatest danger, perhaps an ever greater one than the Great Poison itself.
When you rid rid the universe of these creatures, you will be the true
Entrusted One.
==Shapeless==
Things bound to earthly shapes are temperal and frail: existing in a single
dimension, they are fragile, vulnerable, and ultimately mortal. However, not
all things obey this law - shapeless, they wait beyond the realm of perception,
emerging only when one arrives who can feel their presence. Such is the will
of the Chozo. Our will to defeat the evil seeping into the planet remains
forever, desiring only to see the darkness meet its end. Mindless but strong,
our will shall never sleep until the Entrusted One arrives to cleanse this
land.
==Shining One==
The power of our temple has been enough to halt the spread of the poison on
Tallon IV, but whether the evil can ever be truely destroyed is not for our
eyes to see. The future is cloudy to us, a world of veils where dark
apparitions flit in the shadows. Within this strange world, one image stands
out in the mist, flickering in through the landscape, wraithlike. It is a
human, a lone figure shining in the toxic shadows. We Chozo do not know what it
is, but our hearts swell with hope at the promise of th glowing light. We will
place our faith in our shrine; we will be there when the light shines upon our
land.
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