You're at the base now, you've desperately sought to stop the Collector-Reaper menace and the true horror of the base confronts you. These are Protheans, once a dignifed and powerful people turned into deformed insects, and now they're blending up men, women and children into genetic matter for the sake of creating a repaer abomination. You reap the fruit of your labours though, Tali's dedicated enough that she survive sthe gruelling vent crawl. Garrus is resilient enough that he leads his team to safety. Samara's biotic shields hold...barely. It's good you cleared ehr mind of Morinth otherwise this could have been disastrous. You finally reach the final lair, and you're making your speech to your squad, having just saved your crew from certain death...and you realise something. This isn't just about Shepard, it was never solely about Shepard. It was always about the characters around Shepard, the people who Shepard can inspire to great and magnificent deeds...and that's the true power of Shepard...it's never giving up, overcoming every obstacle and helping others to find their own strength and prevail.
You've just defeated the reaper, and it's about to come back, but then the Illusive man starts messaging through. You and your teammates have already seen both the strength of the Collector base(the human reaper) and the horrors it indulges in(colonists being massacred) and so now, the Illusive man doesn't give you a choice, he demands of you,
'Control this base, and we will save mankind.' You think about it, and you could do what the Illusive man asks of you, after all he did give you back his body...but you don't. You tell the Illusive Man you play by your own rules, that the base is too horrific to preserve, and that to destroy it is the only solution. Destroy is the paragon option. He rages, and he shouts from his celestial hologram and without thinking, you tell him to essentially ****** off, shut down the transmission and proceed to blow the whole base up. It's your choice, you don't play by other people's terms...you're Commander Shepard. It's your choice.
You have finally just beaten the Reaper. A despicable creature, you wish there was some way to blast all these abominations straight out of existence...the Illusive man was insane for even thinking controlling one was the right way to go. The Collectors are perverse for thinking they can fuse organic and synthetic material together in a creature with no free will of its own. Harbinger booms before you that you cannot win, that you are doomed to fail. You win anyway, the base is blowing up behind you and you're still alive. Suddenly, you're nearing the ship now but the floor gives way. A leap of faith is all you can do, all you can do is hope, after all, hope is what's kept you alive for so long up until now right? You leap, fly through the air and scramble for safety onto the ship, you almost slip...but your squadmates are there...they pull you up and save you. The ship flies away, leaving the Collector base up in flames, all your squadmates alive and your teammates still breathing. It could have gone so wrong, you could have lost everything, but you did everything RIGHT. You invested time and energy into this mission, and sure, it might be conventional that a person who invests time and energy into anything achieves victory, but that's a luxury which you don't mind indulging in. You deserve it, and the emotions, the ideas the themes are all so consistent throughout. As though that wasn't enough you even get a final scene with the Illusive man in the EPILOGUE...and tell him to **** off. The brilliance of ME1 and ME2 at work...it's called choice.
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