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The Pale Heart of the Traveler is a destination in The Final Shape located within the Traveler.
Overview[edit]
The Pale Heart itself serves as a world crafted by the Traveler's consciousness and those within it. When first entered by the Guardian, it appears as a vast space lit by diffuse white light, with organic-looking structures visible in the distance; a series of platforms with aesthetics similar to the Tree of Silver Wings manifests to allow the Guardian to walk through the space. As the Guardian continued on, the surroundings gradually transformed into a lush green wilderness dotted with locales and structures mirroring or resembling various places and things seen by the Guardian in the past.
History[edit]
Origins[edit]
The origins and full nature of the Pale Heart remain as mysterious as those of the Traveler itself; it presumably has existed within the Traveler since the time of its creation.
Witch Queen Epilogue[edit]
- "We have seen enough. The children of Sol cry out for salvation. You promised them life, but deliver only death, as you have for so many before. Enough. Enough death. Enough life. You have no pieces left to place. The game is over.
Do not be afraid. Your pale heart holds the key.
This time... There is no escape." - — The Witness to the Traveler
The first known reference to the Pale Heart was when the Witness declared to the Traveler that it would take action following the defeat of Savathûn by The Guardian. Shortly afterward, it used the Veil to form a link with the Traveler and forge a portal between the Sol System and the Pale Heart.
The Final Shape[edit]
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Around a year after the Witness entered the Pale Heart, Crow was able to successfully follow it through the portal using a wish granted by the Ahamkara Riven. In the process, however, he also wished for Cayde-6's return, resulting in the deceased Hunter Vanguard returning to life within the Pale Heart as a construct made of Light. The two Hunters found themselves in a surreal wilderness, surrounded by landscapes that seemed partly to be drawn from their own memories of the world outside the Traveler, and encountered one another shortly after Crow's arrival. Cayde initially reacted with hostility upon recognizing Crow as his murderer, but the two quickly came to an understanding and agreed to work together.
At this time, the Witness had created a vast monolith at the center of the landscape within the Pale Heart, from which it sought to use the Traveler's Light to reshape the universe outside of the Traveler in accordance with its vision of the Final Shape. Shortly after Crow entered the portal, the Witness began transforming Earth and the Last City, but the Traveler managed to resist its efforts and undo the changes moments after they began.
The Guardian proceeded to advance through the Pale Heart toward the Witness' monolith, accompanied by Cayde, Crow, Zavala and Ikora. After discovering that the Witness could be weakened by destroying the dissenting minds within its collective, the Guardian confronted the Witness at a recreation of the ritual site where the Witness was created, and managed to wound it by destroying three of its dissenters using the Light. Afterwards, a fireteam of Guardians stormed the monolith and severed the Witness' connection to the Traveler, wounding it further and forcing it to flee to another location in the Pale Heart. There, the Witness was destroyed through the combined efforts of twelve Guardians supported by the Vanguard and Coalition forces.
After the Witness' defeat, traces of its corruption lingered throughout the Pale Heart, which the Guardian worked to remove with the guidance of Micah-10.
Locations[edit]
- The Blooming (Landing Zone)
- The Landing (Landing Zone)
- The Forgotten Deep (Lost Sector)
- The Refraction
- The Lost City (Landing Zone)
- The Impasse (Landing Zone)
- The Abscess
- The Broken Deep (Lost Sector)
- The Transgression
- Substratum
- The End
Memories[edit]
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Hakim's grave[edit]
- Zavala: He's asleep. Just got him down.
- Safiyah: After all that running around you two did today? I'm surprised it took this long.
- Zavala: I'll admit, uh... I did stay and watch him a few minutes longer. Heh. Just to be sure.
- Safiyah: [chuckles warmly] That smile he has right as sleep makes his eyes too heavy to keep open... I could watch him for hours.
- Zavala: Hours and hours...
- Safiyah: [chuckles] What?
- Zavala: Your eyes. [laughs softly] He has them. Perhaps not by birth, but... in spirit. They shine so brightly. YOU shine so brightly.
- Safiyah: And I pray he does not inherit his father's honeyed words, or you and I will be in very deep trouble.
- Zavala: [chuckles warmly]
Zavala and Targe statues[edit]
- Zavala: Bring him back. Bring him back!
- Targe: I can't.
- Zavala: Take my Light!
- Targe: You know I can't.
- Zavala: Would you? Would you bring him back if you could? Find a way, Targe! PLEASE! Bring back my son.
Uldren and Mara statues[edit]
- Uldren Sov: Behold, sister. The lie that makes itself true: an Ahamkara.
- Mara Sov: Do you know what power you hold within your hands?
- Uldren Sov: I know it with my very soul. This is the way we safeguard our people.
- Mara Sov: You gave chase to my words without hesitation! I hoped you might at least refuse!
- Uldren Sov: Never! [laughs nervously] Tell me you are pleased.
- Mara Sov: I am, Uldren... but more for your return than for a gift I never thought possible.
- Uldren Sov: I voyaged worlds for you, Mara. I brought you a wish-dragon! Are you not proud of your brother?
- Mara Sov: Mostly I missed him.
Resonant splinter[edit]
- Mithrax: [hums softly]
- Eido: [fusses and chitters]
- Mithrax: Ah, Eido, why do you not sleep? You are tired. I— I am tired. Do you wish to hear a story, hm? Beloved daughter, I will tell you a story of Riis. As my mother told me. Before the Long Drift, before the Great Machine left our people, we lived in heart-joy. We built great cities that reached the sky. We built great ships that brought us to distant stars. We were kind, and gentle. It was our sky, they were our stars. Many hands held us aloft, together. This was Riis. It sheltered us, and we tended it, as we tended our people.
- Eido: [chitters happily]
- Mithrax: You will never know Riis, my hatchling. My Light. You will never know it as my mother did. But… but also… you will never know my hardship. I will be sure of that.
Savathûn's crystalline prison[edit]
- The Witness: Your brother's conquest cut a path towards the final shape. When you have finished pouring your poison in his ear...
- Savathûn: Not MY poison.
- The Witness: We see your doubts. You speak them to Oryx.
- Savathûn: Doubts? After all this time, you think I have doubts?
- The Witness: Remember your sisters, little Sathona. Remember the syzygy.
- Savathûn: What changed the motion of our moons, my Witness?
- The Witness: You cried out... as your brother did, as your sister did. Into the Darkness. Now the children of Sol do the same.
- Savathûn: You aren't the answer they want.
- The Witness: We are the answer you received.
Cayde's remains[edit]
- Zavala: We're done here.
- Ikora Rey: We're done here when I say we're done here. How dare you dismiss my command like that!
- Zavala: That was not a command! It was vengeance, pure and simple, and you know it. You're better than that!
- Ikora Rey: Call it what it is! At least I have the spine to take action. Meanwhile, you sit back here at your pathetic War Table, sulking!
- Zavala: I'm grieving our fireteam.
- Ikora Rey: And I am grieving our friend, Zavala! Cayde's killer walks free, and you're too high and mighty to give the order yourself, so you sit back and let the Guardian do your dirty work for you! You disgust me.
Iron War Axe[edit]
- The Crow: Devotion to my potential... [scoffs] I don't know what you think that potential is, or... why you left me this.
- Lord Saladin: What do you see when you hold that weapon in your hands?
- The Crow: Lessons... stained into the blade.
- Lord Saladin: Wrong. You're spending too much time looking at blemishes. Devote yourself to them, and you miss the edge's sharpness, the sturdiness of the haft. All things have potential, if they are properly cared for. If not... they rust, they chip, and eventually... they shatter. People are no different. I was in command. There was an alliance to protect, and you were chipping away at yourself. You were a new Light with a future; it was my responsibility to care for you. Now... it's time you figured out what that future is.
Reverse waterfall[edit]
- Caiatl: Father... if that person is still within this twisted flesh of a disciple... It's over, and my blade rests over your throat. I cannot forgive you. But were it possible for us to walk a different path, side by side... I would. The Cabal are dead. Heritage and tradition smolder with Torobatl... Your golden vision melted down and recast into a new age. We have paid our dues. It is time for the empire to rise again. Not as Cabal, not as a revival of what was. We will redeem what was lost.
Veiled Statues[edit]
- Caiatl: On the eve before battle, we once carved messages on the inside of the ornamentation we wore upon our tusks... "Last words", you might say. Bodies were left to rot where they fell, but these bands were returned to the families of the dead, and passed down across generations. I will wear my ancestors' for this Operation Ahamkara.
- Zavala: No. I need you here in the City. You and Saladin must ring it with your spears. In all my years... I have faced certain death countless times. And yet, never have I felt closer to it than in this moment.
- Caiatl: Unlike my ancestors, your people count on a triumphant return.
- Zavala: Empress... I don't think I return from this mission.
- Caiatl: Is it that you expect not to return? Or perhaps, Commander, is it that you hope not to?
Visions of the Traveler[edit]
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The following are visions experienced by Micah-10 and Mithrax in the Pale Heart.
First Vision[edit]
- Micah-10: I feel impressions of the Traveler's experiences in this object. I can... see them. I will try to interpret as best as I can. This impressions is jumbled, faded, ancient. I see... stars. A haze of cosmic energy, carnelian and jade, whirling into infinity. Fear. Hope. Then — an abrupt severance. Something lost, or — someone? It isn't clear. Dust clings to the air like motes of starlight... glittering. A new distinction between what is and what was. But a tether remains, indivisible. Light casting a shadow, and shadow defining the shape of Light. Then... no. Nothing. It's gone. I'm sorry.
- Ikora Rey: You did your best. Thank you for trying.
- Mara Sov: Those colors, I feel like I've seen them somewhere before, in a half-remembered dream.
- Micah-10: This may be an ancient memory of the Traveler, something from the dawn of time. It may be so old as to have no significance... And yet, I cannot help but wonder.
Second Vision[edit]
- Micah-10: I can feel the Traveler's presence radiating from this object. Memories and experiences, emotions and ideas blooming in my mind. I see so many cities. So many peoples, basking in my Light. They study me, and in their discoveries, they come to understand the universe. I am a blueprint for them to follow, a canvas upon which the mysteries of the universe are written. These little gardeners are such careful stewards of fragility. But then... they begin kneeling. They plead, beg, demand. I do not know what to do. There is... confusion, helplessness... guilt. There's nothing more.
- Mithrax: Does this mean that the Great Machine does not wish to be worshipped?
- Micah-10: I don't know if I'd interpret it that way. It... may be more a lack of frame of reference. It doesn't understand reverence or worship. But that doesn't mean it can't learn. But that it's still trying to understand us. Or... maybe it never will. Does that invalidate faith?
- Mithrax: I do not know... It provides a question, and I suppose it is on me to ponder the answer. For the truest answers lie within ourselves.
Third Vision[edit]
- Micah-10: The Traveler's experiences are imprinted on this object. I can... feel them. Feel its emotions, see what it saw. I will try to interpret. Confusion, frustration, pain... Many needing voices cry out for answers, but there are none to give. They project their own aspirations onto the Traveler, but it is not what they think it is. It does not have the answers they seek. It does not... remember? [gasps] Memory is heavy now. It feels like... [gasps] dense metal, a weight around one's neck. Nothing but... dread and poisonous doubt remains. It fears the act of thought. I... [breathes deeply] I can't make out anymore.
- Zavala: Not a god. Not even silent. Just a being, desperate for help. I once thought the Traveler was a foundational cornerstone of the universe. But now it feels... as though it is just as afraid and uncertain as we are.
- The Crow: Just because someone doesn't have all the answers doesn't make them any less important. Micah's vision may seem to say the Traveler didn't have answers, but that doesn't mean it sees the universe the same way we do. Perhaps it just has a hard time explaining what it sees to us. There's many ways to interpret that vision.
Fourth Vision[edit]
- Micah-10: The Traveler's memories and experiences are imprinted on this object. I will try to translate them... as best as I can. I am... [sighs] afraid. Reunited with a family member? Or — no. Terrified. I — I can feel. They do not want unity; they want stagnation. No! You can't do this! I won't let you — [grunts in pain] [breathes heavily] It spreads through me. Dark fingers, memories, remembrances of... [breathes sharply] what is this feeling? I do not want it. I — I shed the infection, and it drops to the world below. Storms rage in my cast-off flesh. [gasps] Storms of recollection. [breathes heavily] I must stop this. [sighs] I'm sorry. [pants]
- Mara Sov: There is no need to apologize for speaking miracles into being. Your gift is just that... Are you well?
- Micah-10: I'll be fine. Thank you, Your Majesty.
- Mara Sov: Those last few experiences, the "shed infection" and the storms, it reminds me of the Shard of the Traveler that looms over the EDZ.
- Micah-10: I thought as much myself. Perhaps this memory was of the Collapse, or a fusion of several similar memories.
- Mara Sov: Something for us all to discuss over tea, perhaps.
Fifth Vision[edit]
- Micah-10: The Traveler's life resonates from this object. Experiences I can... try to interpret. I am frightened, but at peace. I am giving away pieces of myself, slicing them off like fingers from a hand. They're... Ghosts. With each one created, I lose a part of myself. A sacrifice of my faith in... hope against hopelessness. They're like stars in the night sky. Constellations of my martyrdom, traveling until... they begin to go out. One by one. And... and with each one's passing, a part of me returns.
- Ghost: There's... a theory among Ghosts. That if we die, we return to the Light of the Traveler. I don't know where that belief started.
- Glint: Maybe it's just something inside of us. A reassurance that, even if we fall, there's something waiting for us.
- Ghost: A reunion with our creator. And in that... maybe we make it whole again?
- Micah-10: I wish I could tell you for sure. These visions are difficult to interpret.
- Ghost: Still, it's nice to think, perhaps, all the Ghosts we've lost — Sagira, Sundance, Targe — they moved on to somewhere else. Their job completed.
- Micah-10: I like that, too, Ghost.
Sixth Vision[edit]
- Micah-10: There's an imprint of the Traveler's experiences in this object. Images, emotions, I... I will try to interpret as best I can. I feel... Unity. Peace. A sense of belonging and home. Here, inside the Traveler. There is completion, a sense of duty fulfilled. There is another... realm? Or a space? No, a state of being. Union with the Traveler. Light returned and... now memory as well. An eternity within the Traveler, with all Guardians who experienced their final deaths. An afterlife? That's... all I could make out.
- Ikora Rey: Cayde spoke of his experiences after death as peaceful, and as if he wasn't alone. Perhaps there's truth to this, that there can be... something at the end.
- Zavala: For Guardians. I don't know if I want the Traveler's heaven... if the people I hope to find won't be there waiting for me.
- Micah-10: We cannot be sure of anything. These visions are... difficult to parse. Do not give up hope yet. Commander.
Seventh Vision[edit]
- Micah-10: I can... feel the Traveler's experiences impressed on this object. Feel its emotions, sees what it saw... I will try to interpret. There is a person — no, people. Those born in harmony and attunement with the Light... A few grains of sand, in a desert of time. They... feel. Experience things different than others. See things: visions, dreams, images. Non-linear perspective. I see... the Speaker... Crow... Me. A wave, spanning time and space, upon which we stand. A wave crashing on distant shores, of distant gardens... I... can't make sense of the rest.
- The Crow: "Waves crashing on distant shores." It feels like there's... more, something about ourselves we don't understand yet.
- Micah-10: Being a Guardian is being a part of something greater. But this... perhaps is another mystery. A larger tapestry. One we are only just becoming aware of.
Eighth Vision[edit]
- Micah-10: Echoes of the Traveler's experiences vibrate within this object. I can feel them, convey... as much as I can to you. This experience is... chaotic. Changing. Mutable. Matter and consciousness mingling, dreams and memories given shape and form. There... there is something churning. Boiling in the Traveler's blood. Transformation. Light and Dark. A harmony. All that which is immaterial is material. That which could be, is. Not born from a wish, but born from unconscious thought. The Traveler... has been changed. Changed in ways we cannot undo. Not corrupted, not wounded, but... transformed. And that change is still taking shape. It's... happening right now.
- Mara Sov: Collisions of Light and Dark have always birthed new, previously unimaginable possibilities. We Awoken were born of such a collision during the Collapse. Time and space itself were rent apart in our birth. But to happen here... to happen to the Traveler? What will the aftermath of such a transformation be? What will be born of the union of Light and Dark? A new era rises in this shadow of uncertainty.
Ninth Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. A barren desert stretches from horizon to horizon. A sandstorm rages. Cloaked figures stumble through the dunes. They are starving. The wind whips around them, uncovering something buried beneath the sand. The figures, they look upon it with wonder. They have found their salvation. They call it the Gardener.
- Micah-10: The Gardener. You Great Machine, Mithrax. The Traveler. They're all one and the same. Is there more to this... impression?
- Mithrax: No. There is an edge to the Light… this piece is finished.
Tenth Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. This is a companion to another piece. What was once covered in sand is now fertile deltas and lush gardens. Hooded figures stand in supplication... but their words are not reverential. Their prayers are questions. Demands.
- Micah-10: Do you feel a respond? Or the— intent to respond?
- Mithrax: No. Like those hooded figures, I feel nothing. There is only silence.
Eleventh Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. Guardians, the hooded figures again... like the chords of a song, I recognize their impression in the Light. They starve in new and different ways. When the Gardener met their questions with silence, they sought out something who would answer back. Its equal, and opposite.
- Micah-10: The Darkness. This is when the Witness' people became the Witness.
- Mithrax: Now they reach out once more, to close their hands around the Gardener. To generate the truth for themselves. But it runs.
Twelfth Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. This is only a brief glimpse, Guardian... A long-legged people creep across a landscape. So focused on the treacherous ground beneath their feet, they have no eyes for the sky. The Great Machine will never know if they dance, sing, if their children sit still by the fire. Their lives are theirs to lead, and... that is all. This piece is finished.
- Micah-10: What is the form of the thought? Regret? Hope?
- Mithrax: I cannot say, and would not guess.
Thirteenth Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. There were once flickers of playful Light in the endless ocean, but they were smothered by the lies of the deep. They became glutted with tithes and the whispers of worms…
- Savathûn: Mmm, I've been waiting for this one.
- Mithrax: Yet one rejects its worm, reaches up, and the Gardener reaches back.
- Savathûn: Tell us about the sculptor, Mithrax. What feeling seeps from this piece?
- Micah-10: Tell me it's pity.
- Mithrax: No, it is... love.
- Savathûn: Of course it is.
Fourteenth Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. There is a world of mist. A song echoes up through the gasses below. Six-armed creatures have joined the Gardener, and sing in harmony. They are among the first. They build great monuments across 52 moons. They strobe for joy when their first ships launch toward distant stars. But this... is a moment of loss. All the colors of the creatures fade. They fall silent. They... die.
- Micah-10: Mithrax, do not lose yourself to grief, it is not yours.
- Mithrax: Yes, Micah. Thank you. This Light is... strong. I must be strong in turn.
Fifteenth Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. There are ten planets, and on them, ten trillion souls. They are falling toward the ruin of their dead star. The Great Machine, the Traveler, untwists the gravitational fields. It saves them. But the people, they cannot find their way. It builds them a grand beacon, and they bask in its Light.
- Caiatl: The Traveler is giving endlessly to those who find its favor. Do these ten trillion perish as well?
- Mithrax: Ah, there is nothing more, only the trace of their song on the cosmic winds.
Sixteenth Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. Another world, this one with... oh... Riis. My home. Micah... I cannot.
- Micah-10: You do not need to... We know what took place there.
- Caiatl: We do not know all. Report the battlefield, Misraaks. Look without seeing,
- Mithrax: ...Yes. The planet sights with sweet Ether. The Eliksni breathe deeply, and take deeply of the Great Machine's gifts. And then, something arrives... and the Great Machine... runs! There is nothing more.
Seventeenth Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. Guardian, this impression is unlike the others. It is... a towering pillar. It is dense and strong. A world, third from its sun, where the Gardener sows its many gifts.
- Ikora Rey: Earth. This is our story.
- Mithrax: Something pursues, casts a shadow over the system... but the Gardener does not move.
- Micah-10: It is done with running, and so, it remains.
Eighteenth Vision[edit]
- Mithrax: It is as though I am seeing a sculpture, and the artist's intent shines through. I will attempt to interpret. Pinpricks of Light, thousands upon thousands, all falling at once. Each is a Ghost. They are pieces of their maker, each wreathed with hope against hopelessness. Constellations of sacrifice. But when one passes, a part returns to the whole.
- Micah-10: Ghosts return to the Traveler when they fall.
- Mithrax: As do all those who are of the Light. In the end, we are all made complete.
Activities[edit]
Vendors[edit]
Patrol[edit]
Story missions[edit]
Cysts[edit]
- Alone in the Dark
- Cyst
- Aerial Ace: Cyst
- Moth-Infested: Cyst
- Searing Light: Cyst
- Slayer: Cyst
- Smoldering Darkness: Cyst
- Sword Dance: Cyst
- Cyst
Adventures[edit]
Strikes[edit]
Raid[edit]
Exotic quests[edit]
- Convalesence
- Destined Heroes
- Dual Destiny
- Wild Card
Trivia[edit]
- The Pale Heart is the first and only destination, currently, to contain each of the existing enemy species.
- The Pale Heart is the first Patrol destination that you cannot encounter other random players. It was the only one until it was succeeded by Kepler.
Gallery[edit]
- Concept Art
List of appearances[edit]
- Destiny 2: The Witch Queen (First mentioned)
- Lightfall (Mentioned only)
- Season of the Wish (First appearance)
- The Final Shape
- Episode: Echoes
- Episode: Revenant (Mentioned only)
- Episode: Heresy
- Reclamation
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