If it is a answer you seek, Capsuleer. I will provide it.
This war between the “Valkyire” and “Schism” is just that. A war. One fought with fancy toys provided by their respective warmongers. Yet this war has proven to a challange.
My family, wants peace. That is all we desire. So we’ve built up our strength though crushing pitiful power struggles fought for meaningless material possessions and resources. We once encountered two warring Matari tribe’s over the rights to dig a site for rocks. Now? They would protect one anotger - because now neither of them wants the other to perish before accending into the collective. A death before being apart of the chorus of unity is a fate no one deserves.
We bring people together. We prepare them to embrace unity when the master’s angels finally come for us! We discipline our minds into being receptive to one mind and one vision. We earn the master’s favor though restraining and adopting those that have walked alone since their birth. We aid him in our own ways to make him proud. In hopes we will be placed closer to him. To hear him more clearly.
We do not hear him, nor the chorus of unity. Thus we are Deaf.