Classified Item
Bungie has the ability to expose information in the API that, for whatever reason, is not yet ready to be seen. We call these items "classified".
Sometimes classified items eventually are revealed to be real, in-game items. However, they are usually just junk data that made it into the API that isn't intended to be seen.
We include these items in the database solely to provide a complete view of what is in the API files. You should not take the presence of this item as a guarantee of something coming in a future update or attempt to analyze its presence too deeply. Doing so likely will only lead to disappointment.
This item is categorized as classified because:
- It is a dummy responsible for generating items purchased from vendors or obtained from opening engrams.
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Lore
First Ascent Bond
There is nothing as exquisite as the feeling of doing what no one has done.
Light forgets, Darkness remembers.
Mara Sov grit her teeth as she held the H.E.L.M. steady, straining all the while to keep the portal open with her power just long enough for the Guardian, Ikora, and Commander Zavala to slip through.
Mara shifted her focus to watch the live feed in the viewscreen beside her as the Guardian took their first steps into the Pale Heart.
And instantly… she remembered what it felt like to be first.
She remembered unending emptiness, the spark of protons, cold rock against her back, and the sensation of spilling upwards eternally. She remembered glacial till veined with platinum, a forest that spread as mycelium, and alpine saddles cradling crystal clear lakes. She remembered a world so young and old, where all life was equal, meaningless and meaningful. She remembered making that memory, that place, calling it awake from the cauldron of her own imagination and raising it into matter, her lips curled on its name. The Distributary.
Mara would never see that world again, and yet, on the grainy video stuttering before her, was its doppelganger. It was not home, but it was close.
The video feed sputtered out.
A roar of violet streaked past the H.E.L.M., and with a sudden silence, the ship burst from the portal into open space. The portal did not snap shut behind them—the Witness must have let go.
Mara caught her breath. Her hands shook. There was no sign of Crow in there, or on comms, no sign he was alive other than the tug on her own heart. She glanced back to the Traveler and the Pale Heart within.
Mara Sov thought once more of home.
