Chrysalis

Church of the New Path.

Faith of the Great One.

The Colony Way.

The faith that sprang up around the seemingly miraculous advent of the Colony came to be known by many names. I want to emphasise I’m not being dismissive by describing the existence of the Colony as ‘seemingly miraculous’. A sapient monster collective that chose to cooperate with other species rather than consume them is as close to a miracle as this non-believing academic can bring themselves to acknowledge.

For the Colony were a true monster species, unlike the bruan’chii, born from a Queen who spawned in the Dungeon and laid eggs that matured into monsters themselves. At no point in the cycle were they ever acknowledged as anything but monsters by the System, as far as I’ve been able to determine anyway.

This ‘miracle’, this incredibly unlikely occurrence, was taken by many of the early believers to be a sign of divine providence, that the Dungeon had birthed a saviour to protect them in their darkest hour. Had this belief been held exclusively by a few farmers and craftspeople, perhaps nothing would have come of it, but one of those early faithful was a Priest of the Path, named Beyn, who would eventually prove himself to be one of the most powerful religious figures of the age, second only to the entity he worshipped.

- Excerpt from ‘New Faith’, by Siemon.

Fervour burned in the eyes of the priest, and he was pleased to see it reflected back at him in the gaze of his audience. He could almost feel their blazing faith like heat against his skin, hot enough to burn him to ash.

itself was melted to nothing, he

stretching forward grandly, “and it will reward you. All of our lives have been transformed by the Great One, by the New Path, but they can change even further, spiritually, but only if you let them. This is a new world that we live in, separated from the before. Don’t be like me, it took time for me to recognise what had changed, and something dramatic

his missing arm at them and

they will be there to support you. Embrace the Great One, and

part of his sermons, but it felt right to him, in a way he couldn’t explain. He knew that the Great One was watching over him, always.

you for your words, High Priest,” a member of the congregation bowed to him, but Beyn brought up his

I do not like to be called High Priest. Call me

other? No. Did they have a larger, more fancy title than the other? Also no. They were both generals, who did the best they could in the work that they

am a priest, no more important than any other priest. We work together, rise

audience bowed once more, many exclaimed at how humble he was, how

simply do my best to live in the way we are supposed to live, to walk the Path we have been shown. If we stay steady to the Path, we

preaching. When he was alone once more, he breathed a deep sigh of satisfaction. Bringing enlightenment to the people was his greatest joy, leading the lost, until they became found. Even after the people were brought into the faith, still they needed guidance, leadership, and spiritual nourishment. All of