She was dying.
And she had to make a choice.
Aolis Shepard stood, gritting her teeth and clucthing her gun as decisions whirled in her mind. The AI child, the illuminated boy who had been constantly haunting her dreams as of late, stood by her, watching her emotions with a steady gaze.
The decisions were straightforward. Three options: kill all of the damn Reapers, do what she came to do, take her vengeance for all the people - all the aliens of the galaxy and just obliterate them. Though...she knew that would kill every synthetic known to man. No more Geth...No more EDI. Was that the price she really wanted to pay? Destroy an AI that she came to know and admire as a friend and wipe out the entire race of the Geth, even though she worked so hard to let them have a voice? Even though Legion ended his life for his people? No...she couldn't do that. Wouldn't do that.
Second: control the Reapers. Give them her voice, watch over everyone and decide when it was time to harvest again. To be t