Chrysalis

Odren, the Father of Monsters, oldest and first amongst the Ancients, we beseech thee.

Grant us freedom from the prison that binds us.

Preserve us from the creations of your power.

Watch over and protect us with your omnipresent sight.

Save us from ourselves.

- Prayer of the Cult of Origin

Lost in my own thoughts, the next few hours blow past without me really noticing. The Colony finished setting everything up, setsulah arkesh came and haggled over everything, mostly the jewellery, also the end table, then it was time to pack up again.

The only thing that really jolted me out of my thoughts was when the table in question was eventually purchased. As the winning setsulah claimed the prize on behalf of his ka’armodo, he decided to open the drawers to make a full inspection of the purchase, only to recoil in surprise when a demon sprang loose.

Uncoiling himself and leaping in one smooth motion, Odin bellowed his fury, blade arms flashing with murderous red light.

[Anthony! I’m coming for your head!]

I swatted him out of the air with my mandibles.

where you ended up? I could have sworn you were stowed

and Odin was rounded up without any further incident,

our stay on the mountain home of the ka’armodo, Desert Basin, has come

unmitigated disaster in one form or another is not a healthy way to

this so-called Truth. Is there an option where I become the twentieth Ancient, then tell the others to get stuffed?

tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot

bite his leg until he releases me from the Call? Perhaps the best solution is that I

escaping wouldn’t destroy the planet. This is too much for my poor aching brains,

time, I don’t want to offload all of these concerns to the Council until I know more. There’s nothing they can do about any of this in the present moment, and the Colony has enough things to worry about. Securing territory, bulking up our defences, training more

our own harvesting efforts, ensuring more young ants can grow and evolve with fully

see about fixing the

is torn down in short order and the column of ants once again marches through the port streets, tons

a lot that goes into getting

any of the crew with my antennae accidentally. And apologising to Odin, of

which was clearly my mistake. I had

unleashed rivers of blood for lesser insults than this! My

violently, attempting to lash out, but suspended above my head in his own little

We are out