"Creatures, Vile Cruel Beasts, Daunting Critters.. my world devoured."
God Heart, My Home where I trained, Lived, Lied, Survived.. ever ceaseless growth I had endured and rose from.. allas which is such as the way of the God heart God of Souls, emotion, memory, hunger, and growth.. My Home land... but then.. the Corruption went and conquered my home my.. My Land.. Stole it all from me... and my people.. If this is not the derivation of Greed, Gluttony, Wraith, and sin In mass itself then... what is?!
my thoughts forming into a hated garble, and slur, as I bleed out from a battle not long ago within times grasp I get up from my slouch. And Look up to many Corrupted Beasts gazing on my hearts region as if they can see through my breastplate and skin so they may view the confines of my soul itself so they may rip it apart I start to ponder what my next move should be.., or if its simply over for me, I inhale before gripping my blade with my other metacarpus igniting a flowing orange flame
I'm bluffing I think to myself I've got no essence to fight with left.. This is a hoax and when they realize it My life is over. Please... I beg God of The Heart realm save me your people need it why must you cower now..? of all times to hide it must be now? where's the pride Me and your people that you had.. your grit? Your Strength... You can wipe these bugs out so why... why aren't you saving us... why aren- ... what was that.?!
As My final thought forms I gaze further afar to picture the daemon of fate binding the very gods and daemons themselves into A Perfect Formed Affixture array of which I can't seem to understand..
'my, my what could that POSSIBLY be.. and how is he doing it... what could be happening now!?'
as I gaze upon the sight of the weaver manifesting A Divine Structure of boundless nature.., A Nightmare creatures rams into my side knocking me off my feet and into a nearby vertical rock face the pain stifling, however.. I couldn't care less, the battle is already over.., well its was over for me obviously it had already been over for me for the longest time simply biding my time for ages now.. only this time I Declared my yield to my own being my life leaving me swiftly blacking out, or maybe dying felt... not to different to falling asleep however a impending feeling of doom approached my very heart forming into a grip in my gut
"is this really the end..? ... damn it..."
'and my people? quarreling with each other in bloody argumentative throughs fighting each other with a handful fighting the actual void creatures'
"My people are idiots... if only I were a god Then Maybe I'd actually make a difference who cares if it would be a great or terrible change but then I wouldn't suffer so as the same as my weakling people.."
...
as the nightmare creatures, people, and noble creatures, quarreled with each other I was left with a singular question
'for what is the daemons doing that could have all of us in shambles why are the gods so insistent in the demise of the daemons..? what did they do I wonder..?'
***
'Hunger.'
When I woke up I found myself As a nightmare creature... honestly this change didn't matter to me the only upside and downside being that I felt lost and forlorn when it came to purpose so I decided to Follow my instincts for now... my thoughts fighting with each other...
'I can feel A Presence... human souls..?'
Over time I came To Understand A Few Things... for one, The five realms have combined into a singular mass which I abode into and the mundanes and regulars of this world aren't from here.. in fact they seem to abode in a completely different realm the war god's realm... the only realm I couldn't find traces of... they're invading my land... my home... I must...
'my thoughts often become difficult to manage and even now I found my self Treading Stealthy towards the beautiful blue souls in a attempt to satiate my growling belly'
A second thing I came to understand.., is that These humans Have some kind of interface.. when I was stalking one of my kills they seem to be gazing into nothing but when I assumed that one of the other corpses would glance over by it the other wasn't shocked instead intrigued spouting the nonsense of.. what is your flaw name of course I was shocked that he would even ask.. however I was even more shocked that the other had a response after he gazed towards nothing and squinted its eyes.. it seems that they have some kind of ability to tell just what why and how they are down to the very detail...
lastly I figured out that I've changed greatly When I was a regular knight I used to be a average height of around 5,7 and a half.. now im 7,1 and thorns wrap themselves like they're adorning me and my very bones over and under my armor piercing my skin muscles and tissue.. however a lack of agonizing pain is present in fact said thorns are indeed more helpful then not..
regardless These changes nowadays are unnoticed by me anymore when I was traveling I noticed when I Went For An Attacked that it was noticed and notably dodged by one of previous kills.., this corpse vocalized me as a fallen, devil I was confused at such a remark so I look intrigued, and drew on the sandy ground a simple question, what? the being in front of me seemed to get the message as it then declared me once more that.. I was a being that he noticed was a Fallen Devil I was confused even more and wrote why? he spoke aloud and said that he wasn't sure and thought that if anyone knew it'd be me... this guy was pissing me off at this point so I had decided to eat him and started unsheathing my sword when all of a sudden he said..
My aspect is also able to transfer knowledge! Ill give you some information if you spare me!
this sparked some light into my abyssal galoreish lifeless existence.., knowledge was great though my current existence was already more then Enough I cherish My Insanity for what it is and the void lets me have control albeit very little amounts... and so All Of His minds Stored information Entered mine and here I got the brilliant idea to share as many things of the void to him... as equivalent exchanged this trade needs to be fair after all and so with a smile I let go of my mind so he could dive into it even deeper and then.. SLAM! I shut my mind off completely, even though i wasn't sure if this was going to work it seemed to have when I saw him convulsing and spewing black I treaded towards him my foot in my armor slamming like a hammer into the ground as I picked the little human up and cleaved just below his adams apple... this was how I came to understand the knowledge that I a being of the void was truly a force not to be reckoned with...
however this thought process was how I came to understand that pride was a weakness... not a strength.
One day I was Treading around when I discovered A Large sea of which I immediately began to swim across days passed creatures fought with and even more of which I dare not even think about anymore, actually Im almost aware of the sea battling with me as well.., shocker... regardless eventually I reached a giant red tower I was going to enter it when I realized that maybe this wasn't the greatest idea after all I wasn't invincible and while I was A Fallen Devil I wasn't undefeatable and so I left or tried to when I saw some kind of crab... of course I decided that it was not worth fighting this weakling so I tried to pass it it seemed to ignore me when All of a sudden My arm was torn clean off black blood spewing out my intricate carved maroon colored thorns quickly replacing my arm as it formed into a thorny claw
'What now...'
After this fried sea food snack tried to intimidate me and then tried to kill me? well now that is a crime worthy of a human.., but you? you aren't even worthy my gaze
and so that was what I had done I continued to walk forward but then I heard it...
'Chewing..?'
it was eating my arm and the armor my arm was adorning at the time. Turning around I glanced my eyes over its exterior and inside its maw a bloody fleshy thorn covered human arm well previously human.
'so it wants to die huh?'
and so I charged at it... and honestly it was more of a blur but what I remember is... that I Lost. I lost greatly
It hit me with its giant chela churning me with its crushing grip over and over we were actually pretty matched though.. but in the end My pride got the best of me..
so we were neck at neck both bloody and ragged And that's when I noticed some weakness and I charged once more but as I swung down something dawned on me crabs can perform Metabolic suppression... BWAM!~ my head flew clean off my shoulders...