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( ‘SEVATHU.

ARE YOU IN(SANE) LIKE ME?

      ❛ Do you enjoy the worms my children gave you? ❜

  HARK, THE OLD ONE SPEAKS. Liars and monsters lay deep in the abysmal plain below, entities with tendrils continents long, monsters with wings so vast it would devour galaxies. EATER OF HOPE. The Deep would stand form corrupted by oceans of darkness underneath her way. Hands clad in black and white thin cloth etched a glow upon the air, the woman filled with anger and hatred let words slip past her dark lips.

   ❛ DO YOU FEEL IT, SISTER TO THE THRONE?                     THE DARKNESS GROWS HUNGRY. ❜

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            there were no words the figure of war. the essence             of survival and blood. an ancient carving by which             the worshipers of sword and shield beckoned for             their grace and blessing. the will and power was theirs.             yet the worms-- the gods-- were their immortal essence.

                           ‘’ And it shall continue to grow, my worm is fed as                     are my siblings’. If that was meant more so as a threat however---. ‘

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            there was no sound from them. the beast hidden             within flesh, blood absent as the mind was elsewhere.             worshipers feeding the worm which allowed a GODLY             essence. the progenitor maintained distance, choosing             to watch instead of act.

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                               ‘’ --- was that meant to be IMPRESSIVE ? ‘

          hands extended to the side, invisible electricity that seemed           to choke the air around assumed ( flesh ); a step followed by           another towards an equally storm like being. for being mere           dust in the wind-- or a lack of moon demolition -- XIVU           experienced something of a ‘ god complex ‘ which had           certainly been earned before the g̛uár̵͘͏ḑ̀i͜a̸̷̛n.

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Counting Bodies like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums-A Perfect Circle

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                                  ‘’ LIGHTBORN--- your faith must be                                     incredible in that once god of yours. ‘

                there was no weapon drawn, no motion for combat                 or of ill intent. though there certainly wouldn’t ever be                 such from XIVU. this encounter was tiresome at the                 least, and trivial at most. annihilation was within thought,                 yet the remnants of SAVATHUN fueled a desire to play                 whether the opposing “ GUARDIAN ” would detect anything.

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( ‘ HIVEGOD.

                       ❝  To sate your Hunger, it was necessary that you create                            distance between the two of us in order to escape the                            reach of mine — or otherwise, it would be you that was                            the one consumed. Is it wrong of me to not have expected                            your return ‘less it be a matter of great importance? Nevertheless,                            I am eager to hear of this knowledge, Xivu Arath, very much so.  ❞

              conversation was but the beginning to the reunion of siblings, and auryx stood               certain that by the end of it all, he will have taken their head as a display of his               affections. curiosity, however, had found its place within him, and there was a               strong desire to hear them out in order to learn what may be unknown to him.               all so he could take that knowledge and use it himself, for his own benefits.

              although it would be the mention of those 'shells of light’ that would temporarily               detract him from their previous words, and his eyes would shut as anger began               to surge through him. he remembers of how they dare try to protect the traveler,               the light that was the root of all their troubles. he remembers the death of crota,               his only son, whose soul was even disturbed afterwards. but then there is               calmness, and the understanding that he would take his revenge upon them all.               eyes opened, and the conversation would continue.

                       ❝  They are no different than the Ammonites, than the Ecumene. In time                        they shall be destroyed and all their traces will fade away…. Now,                        speak of what it is that you have to share.  ❞

                                    ‘’ I am WAR. By choice or destiny we would collide;                                     our cycle of death & joyous rebirth would return once                               more. Perhaps you are right, I may have been reluctant indeed.‘

              from their mouth the name of CROTA would not escape.               they felt the shattering of armor, the string which fed the               KING being cut with a delicate knife. there was pity               however though he not have accepted it. though they held               no offspring the death of their own kind was mournful.

              it was curious to see emotion-- or whatever such substitute               existed-- be showcased. they held out their arms sides,               nodding in agreement. he had a point in those words. they               themselves had annihilated several even those that----.

                                    ‘’ Whether those cretins are aware or not DRAGON WISHES                                     seem to linger among this system. It matters little to me as I’ve                                     slayed their worshipers prior but it is troubling. More so the issue                                                       lies in their--- lack of true physical form. ‘

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