I told you before, right? That I died and woke up inside a machine? To fulfill a dream, a goal, to rid humanity of their "sickness of the mind", me and and a majority of the Librarians were revived as those machines and had our memories suppressed to be put through a... "script".

We had to be made unstable. We had to break, go through meltdowns, and get through them. All for the sake of the project succeeding.

Not that we knew it at the time. It was a different kind of hell for all of us.