I hope this is the right email address. I found it on a poster at the Citadel and figured it couldn’t be referring to any other Shepard. Anyway, I really hope you get this in time. I wanted to let you know that not all of us agree with what our Elders do to you guys. I mean, we get that they think what they are doing is right because it’s what their Creators told them to do, and it made a lot of sense back then, but, you know, times change and reapers have to change with the times. Even old reapers can learn that. But they don’t listen to us. We’re just kids, they say. What do we know?
Harbinger is the worst. He sits out in dark space talking so much shit. And lately, it’s all been about you. He’s really obsessed. He’s always getting his Collectors to fiddle around with something on your side of space. They must be building something, but I don’t really know what he’s doing. I’m not high on his priority list of reapers to talk to. I want to say that you shouldn’t waste your time on him, but, he’s dangerous and you should probably check in on the Collectors, if you don’t already have plans to do so.
We’re on our way back to your galaxy now. I hope you’re ready for us. I know that probably sounds like a threat coming from a reaper, but you have to understand that not all of us agree with this whole maintaining order business, but we’re a pretty small and powerless minority. We were really glad when you guys messed up the Citadel relay, but, after the confusion died down and someone figured out the directions, we are on our way again. We’re coming through batarian space now, by the way. You should probably warn them.
I don’t really want to be telling you this. I mean, I don’t want to participate in the reapenings, but we don’t have a choice. I don’t want to do it and I don’t want to face the consequences, since, by now, with all the prothean and reaper stuff you’ve found from Sovereign, you guys should have figured out the Crucible information that was left on Mars. Telling you about our plans is pretty much signing my own death warrant, but I just can’t, in good conscience, stay silent. Maybe I’ll get lucky and be able to sneak back into dark space before all the shit really goes down. Take care, Shepard. I know it will be hard for you to believe, but maybe one day, you’ll come to realize that not all of us were bad.
John the Reaper