Chrysalis

A great sense of relief floods through me as the notifications continue to rain down. In the end, my overwhelming gravitic magic, empowered by my Altar, was able to be the difference maker, just like I hoped it would.

Honestly, the power I get from the Altar, and the unbelievable strength of the gravity spells, feels a little like cheating, especially when combined. It feels like it wasn’t that long ago I was just a little, midget hatchling, scraping out a living hiding on ceilings and fighting for my life against the claw-centipedes.

With this evolution, I feel like I’ve finally tipped the scale. Now I can annihilate monsters even more highly evolved than I am!

MUAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!

All I need is hundreds of thousands, preferably millions of my siblings standing around cheering me on, ambushing my opponents and helping me whip them through dimensions in order to set up perfect conditions for the fight.

Yessssssss. My strength shall shake the heavens! Or more appropriately, the depths!

Wait… what about the Biomass!?

When the Well fades away, I keep a keen eye out and manage to see the precious, precious Biomass falling from the roof of the stratum. Must collect! If it lands on the plains, it’ll be consumed in an instant by a gajillion larvae, producing the strongest mini-demons this stratum has ever seen.

With a tremendous amount of effort, inverted gravity bolts and platforms, I manage to collect the food in one place and hold it floating above my head, away from the ravenous gremlins.

There must be thousands of points of Biomass here, I will not allow it to be wasted! I still have so much mutating to do!

[You have done a great thing here today,] Al says, connecting a bridge with me as he floats over. [The heralds would have stopped at nothing to purge your people from this place, and pushed all the demons into following Arconidem’s Will. Here, at least, there will be some respite.]

to say. Ever since I heard about it, what that Ancient bumface has been doing has rubbed me the wrong way. It’s good to know that the

help out your people and keep my siblings safe at the same time. I suppose you still have to deal with the compulsion, but at least you won’t have those big morons chasing you around and trying

of Arconidem has been growing as the mana levels continue to rise. Right now…

think I’ve ever seen Al run out of words. He seems to be thinking… about something. In fact… I think he’s going to close

with me Al, what’s

want to look into that void again.

confused. The compulsion from Arconidem… I am not feeling it clearly at the moment. In fact,

That’s surprising. It’s a good thing, though,

is…. But I do not

know everything, being unable

know. If we can get more demons to free themselves from the compulsion, that’d be

I wonder….

I say to my friend over our private communication channel. [Are you experiencing the compulsion from Arconidem

Envy demon flutter a little

[It isssss gone.]

Well, that’s

We should

some weird reason, is free from the invidious grip of the big butt from below. I don’t know why the Ancient is so keen on sending all of his kind on a rampage

back to the nest and get some

the truth. After the emotional rollercoaster I’ve been on, even

demons, I gather up my team and we make our way back toward the nest. I bring the Biomass