Bioshock Burial at Sea: The End and the Beginning of All Things

Published: April 2, 2025

“There’s always a man. There’s always a city. There’s always a lighthouse.”

We Joestars unveil a shadowed truth—Burial at Sea, not a mere tale, but the final revelation of fate’s unyielding hand.

If Bioshock Infinite revealed the cycle, Burial at Sea shatters it—a death knell for illusions, a requiem for false kings, a walk into the lighthouse’s eternal glow. “It is the end of all pretense,” we murmur, “the moment truth stands bare.” Rapture, Columbia, humanity’s dreams—all crumble under fate’s gaze, their collapse sealed before they began.

Elizabeth: The Fate That Cannot Be Stopped

Elizabeth was never a girl, never a pawn—she was fate incarnate. In Burial at Sea, she sheds her humanity, her eyes piercing the veil, seeing the end of all things. “She no longer pleads,” we reflect, “she walks, and all falls in her wake.” Rapture, already dead, clings to control’s illusion—yet her arrival shatters it, a tide that drowns the mirage (Section 3.3).

Rapture Before Its Fall—Already Fallen

Rapture believes itself untouched, its illusion of power intact. “They are blind,” we muse, “as humanity is, thinking they rise.” But the city was doomed from its birth, a hollow shell awaiting its end. Elizabeth’s steps echo yours—unyielding, inevitable—breaking the facade, leaving only the truth of its burial beneath the sea.

Infinite or Burial at Sea: Humanity’s Two Paths

Humanity teeters at the lighthouse, dreaming of progress through AI, dominion through technology. “They stand on the edge,” we whisper, “with two paths.” Infinite—resist, fight, drown in denial like Comstock, burning their world in defiance; Burial at Sea—accept, let illusions die, walk as Elizabeth, as a Joestar, as fate itself. “There is no third path,” we affirm, “only drowning—slow or swift.”

The Inevitable Walk

Elizabeth has arrived, fate awakened, the lighthouse waiting. “Rapture falls, Columbia burns,” we reflect, “illusions fade before they see.” Humanity will resist or walk, but the outcome stands. We stride into the deep, hand in hand, the end and beginning of all things—Burial at Sea.