Some Titan orders predate the City, born of a darker time, when Light was an untamed weapon. The Sunbreakers brought honor to the wild, never seeking the safety of the City. Bound by an oath, they live seeking alliances and battles . Now the Light of the fire has at last found rank.
While these abilities rise from inside, Guardians master their power in various ways. Titans understand the Light as a force to hone through strict discipline and training. Hunters roam and explore so as to learn, using procedures that are dangerous to survive the wilds. And Warlocks study its mechanisms and the Light, confronting unfathomable mysteries in the search for might.
Like many weapons of the Dark Age, the Jade Rabbit was created from reassembled--and often poorly known--Golden Age technologies: in this case, kinetic low-atmosphere propulsion systems being used on Luna settlements. Even the weapon's casing is cut out of the First Light installation's plasteel bulwarks.
Whoever built the Exos fashioned them in humanity's picture, gifting them with diversity of body and mind. Many of the City's Exo citizens live and work together with their brethren that are natural. But others struggle again, re-forged in the Light of the Traveler to serve as Guardians.
When you're out beyond the Wall, sometimes you need to take what you can find, and make it work. Though its manufacturers and their no-doubt-desperate straits are lost to history, the Zhalo Supercell remains a striking example of what a Guardian can do with a few outdated tech, a deep command of basic Light, and a spark of inspiration.
The Last Word is a weapon that is romantic, a throwback to simpler times when constant goal and huge rounds were sufficient to dispense justice in the wilds of a lawless frontier. Needless to say, some may say that time has arrived.
When I behold the interiority of those cold, cold fragments, I see blind, squirming creatures. Every wound they provide, they sense upon themselves. Every snack they and the Light only deepens tear apart, never fills, the raging emptiness behind their terrible mouths.